( closed to the kidnapped ) The Princess Peach Collective

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Date & Time: August 31st - September 18th
Location: United Earth Holding Compound
Characters: Any and all characters kidnapped during the interim.
Summary: So you were walking around, minding your own business... and then you were in the UE. Welcome, friends! Please enjoy your stay. Try the coffee! It's fantastic! Better avoid the bread pudding, though... (Official Kidnappee Handbook is here!)
Warnings: Kidnapping/Normal gambit of medical tests/shots/reflex tests/bloodwork/etc. Please notify the mods if anything gets into explicit or upsetting territory.

Notes: Player created United Earth NPCs welcome to guest star. If you have questions regarding these, please ask the moderators. Remember, this is not a torture chamber. This is a scientific facility with military aptitude, and seeks to contain, not injure, its projects. (You are a project!)

Please start your threads with a date or timeframe in the subject line to indicate who may tag in, depending on their arrival!
Welcome to the United Earth Holding Compound. There may be an official name, but the workers never say: they all have their own names for it, and "home" is never one of them. Still, as you're left to wander the halls connecting your individual containment areas to the cafeteria of spartan design, and many automated food producers (along with an endless supply of green jello and fruit), you may begin to wonder what exactly this place is. Why would the United Earth have a sense of design?

(Because of scientists, someone might whisper, though you'll never figure out who.)

Mystery unanswered, it'll be apparent they do. Even the lounge area you have access to looks out upon an expanse of green -- one that you are allowed into, if the surrounding U of military buildings, with much less architectural flair, will steadily drive you back out if you're seen near them.

Make no mistake: your accommodations are minimal at best, laughably slapped together at the last minute at worst. Your showering and bathroom facilities are uni-sex, so the more modest amongst you may wish to figure out a schedule for guys and gals. Towels, sheets, and plenty of nice hospital gowns will be on offer; characters so interested may attempt to find the laundry facilities.

All the labs are state of the art, and the computers and such used by the United Earth far beyond what the Initiative has ever provided. The biggest downside for the Transports being held is the lack of ready entertainment. A few board games have been left in the common area, and a few decks of cards, but that's all.

Not even an e-book to read.

Have fun, Kidnapped Transports, and try not to play "spot all the security measures and all the air ducts" too too often, will you?

Comments

[colur]

[ Eilonwy stops to think for a moment, and then: ]

Would you like some of my food?

[terrot]

[ actual food? she gives eilonwy a surprised look, but it soon settles into a tired smile. ]

Ah, from the machine, you mean?

[colur]

Is that what that was? [ Her nose wrinkles. ] I poked at it until something came out, and I am much too hungry to squabble over seasoning.

[terrot]

I suppose if we're all pressing the buttons blindly, then we're operating with it on something close to a similar level. Maybe I should try it myself.

[ it's kind of a joke, but not a very good one. three days of this have taken their toll on her sense of humor, but at least it isn't crushed entirely. ]

[colur]

That isn't very funny, you know. [ She doesn't say this in a scolding way, but as a statement of fact.

She does, however, take a bite of the food.]

It's… crunchy. [ But not bad. ]

[terrot]

No, I suppose it wasn't. I'm not very good at being funny. [ well, she can be funny to herself, but she's certainly not laughing today. ]

What does it taste like?