[after feeding the blue bunny, it will zip past c-3po and down the hallway, granting him temporary access to the area behind reception. the bunny will lead him to the room marked as 3B ❄️; inside he will see a standard office with a wooden doll bed set up in one corner of the room. the bunny hops over to the bed to lay down, but c-3po will find winter wizard seated at the desk. they put down the book they were reading to gesture at the two chairs on the other side of the desk.]
[Oh, well, now that's he's been directed to by a figure of authority, he probably should. Although Winter Wizard may regret asking him to, as it's a solid minute of awkward posturing for him to get into the seat. Finally, he's settled.]
There we are. I've been meaning to speak with you and make proper introductions, since I believe you are my "team leader." [he holds up his blue scrunchie]
C-3PO, Human-Cyborg Relations. At your service. [he gives a small bow from his seat]
Oh, right, yes! I wished to discuss what the procedure is for those who are wrongfully accused. Seeing as Superior Private Ogata was not guilty and his judgment the result of human error, I should think there's some sort of system in place?
[haha, oh buddy...he seems positively confident that Winter's response is going to be like "yes just fill out these forms and it'll be 4-6 weeks"]
[Ghastly as they may have been, Threepio understood the rules of guilty=execution. He's not one to tell any authority how to carry out justice, but since the directors seem well aware Ogata's not guilty, he's having some trouble.]
Well, there's little to be done about imperfect systems. However, I'd be glad to speak with whomever's in charge of the process and see what needs to be done. I understand you and the other two directors are quite busy with the operations of the camp.
I've heard a variety of theories as to what exactly we've gotten ourselves into, but these "remnants" you refer to are the corrupting influences brought about by the residents' various memories and traumas, which this area has responded to? I confess I don't quite understand how such things work. Seems more like something a Jedi would know.
[He looks at WW for a moment]
I wouldn't wish to cause offence, but might I ask if you and the other directors are programmes of some kind? At least as far as you're aware?
Yeah. I know, it's weird. But what you've heard is right. This place responds to things like trauma, paranoia and pain. That's why we hoped nobody would die. We knew this place would respond to that, too.
[it's the abridged version, at least. but at that, they shake their head.]
Nope. We're the same type of being as you. We're just... us.
Oh! No. Sorry. I misspoke. [that was a typo... rip. they shake their head, though.] But it's like I said, we're just us. If you need to call us something, call us Directors.
My apologies. Rather, I shouldn't have assumed you were fully aware of my status as a droid. I have at times been confused for a human in a suit. [perhaps a sassy british man named tony]
In any case, since something in this area has been activated, surely there must be a method to deactivate it? Or if it's indeed something related to the Force to—how would Master Luke put it—bring it back into balance?
I mean, it would be great if there was an off switch for this stupid crap. But right now? There... There isn't. We're stuck until only one team remains.
Why, of course! Although I must say I was perhaps hoping not to be counted amongst the participants. Given I'm not human. Nor technically alive to begin with. But seeing as the various effects and influences affect me as well, I have to assume that isn't the case.
My concern, however, is what becomes of the others not on our team.
I think a lot of people would disagree with what you just said. [love yourself, sweet robo...] The people on the teams that lose, though... Well, they lose everything. This is really a "winner takes all" situation.
Lose everything? You can't mean that the others will be killed? Oh dear...
There simply must be some way to prevent such a thing. We were told on the island only a certain number would be allowed to leave but Master Dimitri was able to put a stop to the operator behind everything.
[also threepio was there]
Given that you seem as much an unwilling participant as we are, then I'd presume that's whomever is making the broadcasts during execution days? Unlike the other broadcasts of unknown origin, that's the only one with a set voice, although I am unable to determine its source.
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WEEK ONE, SATURDAY
Hey, go ahead and take a seat!
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[C-3PO shuffles his way into the room, stopping just at the chairs but not sitting.]
Might I have a moment of your time, Master Wizard?
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There we are. I've been meaning to speak with you and make proper introductions, since I believe you are my "team leader." [he holds up his blue scrunchie]
C-3PO, Human-Cyborg Relations. At your service. [he gives a small bow from his seat]
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That's right. It's nice to officially meet you, C-3PO. Is there anything I can do for you?
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[haha, oh buddy...he seems positively confident that Winter's response is going to be like "yes just fill out these forms and it'll be 4-6 weeks"]
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[winter's response is that they have been in a death game for two weeks now and this is not the question they expected. oh no.]
... Technically, there's a system in place. It's just, um, bad. And as much as I want to change it, too, I... can't?
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Well, there's little to be done about imperfect systems. However, I'd be glad to speak with whomever's in charge of the process and see what needs to be done. I understand you and the other two directors are quite busy with the operations of the camp.
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[He looks at WW for a moment]
I wouldn't wish to cause offence, but might I ask if you and the other directors are programmes of some kind? At least as far as you're aware?
[it's okay, he won't tell; just robot to robot]
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[it's the abridged version, at least. but at that, they shake their head.]
Nope. We're the same type of being as you. We're just... us.
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oh! I was like: secret lore???
In any case, since something in this area has been activated, surely there must be a method to deactivate it? Or if it's indeed something related to the Force to—how would Master Luke put it—bring it back into balance?
my secret typo lore.......
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My concern, however, is what becomes of the others not on our team.
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There simply must be some way to prevent such a thing. We were told on the island only a certain number would be allowed to leave but Master Dimitri was able to put a stop to the operator behind everything.
[also threepio was there]
Given that you seem as much an unwilling participant as we are, then I'd presume that's whomever is making the broadcasts during execution days? Unlike the other broadcasts of unknown origin, that's the only one with a set voice, although I am unable to determine its source.