needshumility: (dead eyes)
You know, I like being here, sometimes. All the... violence, the chaos...

It reminds me why the Rules exist. Because not a single one of you act with regard for anyone else. You're all selfish and have no concern for the Collective. No concern for each other.

You Previous... you're everything we were told. Worship of the Me. That's what we believe you all did, with your hollow eyes and your Parker Brothers' maps.

And that's all I see, day in, day out, here.

I can't wait to get home. Soon. I miss Constance. That's the appropriate thing to say, right?

[Infirmary filter]

Lime is a narcotic. Abuse of medicinal hue, especially Green, can lead to the degradation of the visual cortex.

Jane Brunswick needs us to intervene. Sooner rather than later. We need to remove the Greens she's requested from her possession before she damages herself seriously.

[Private to Victor]

Fifty merits if you can find anyone affected by the... strangeness some people are demonstrating. It's worrying and disruptive to the collective.


Also, violin lessons tonight. Bring the Vivaldi.
[Private to Una]

I'm worried about Jane. She just... refuses to listen to the Rules and I don't want her to go... on the Night Train, you know?

I'm sure she's not crazy like people say, but... the way she treats me, the things she does...

She will deserve what ever happens to her.
needshumility: (go on)
I suppose I must say some words on my inmate, and his... experiment.

First of all, I did give him permission. It was something he expressed an interest in doing, I intended to be there to ensure nobody got hurt.

Any damage caused to communal property will be rectified. He will be taking responsibility for what his experiment has caused in cleaning and repairing anything that is required.

Any further questions can be directed towards myself.

[Filtered away from Victor]

If anyone has any... conversational difficulties with my inmate, I would like to know. If he is rude, makes presumptions, treats you worse than others - anything like that, I would like to talk with you briefly.

[Private to Una]

I don't suppose... Well, Jane trusts you.

How can I limit my inmate's communications? What are my options?

[Private to Victor]

I'm bringing you some bleach from the cleaning cupboard. That machine will be usable by the time we're done. Then we will have a cup of tea and talk over your list, I think.

[Private to Jane]

I'm having a very long day. [pause. get some nerve.]

Can we make scones again?
needshumility: (funny)
I would... uh, like to try some of these drinks in the pub. I've never... smelled anything like this before, let alone seen.

Does anyone have any recommendations? Or... warnings.

[Private to Victor]

If you've got the lists, I can get your meat.

[Warden filter]

How many of you have, at home, positions of authority?

[pause] No, I worded that wrong. Let me specify.

By authority, I mean the ability to make judgements on people - pass punishments or rewards. Not authority like a Yell... uh, policeman, but more like a Prefect. I don't really know what your equivalent is, sorry.

Does anyone's inmate have a similar position of authority at home? [big pause] Can anyone tell me if they're here for abusing that authority?

[Private to Jane]

...God is like Munsell.

Are we agreed on this, because it's the best thing I can think of to describe it? Bertie had a very good analogy with the spoons.

I still don't understand the afterlife.

On another note: They knew what an Ishihara was, but I think it might just be for doctors to know. I also have a plan.
needshumility: (where's my red carpet?)
If the only way you could have total freedom within a society is to be literally invisible to that society, would you consider it worth it? If it took to technically not exist to be able to live by your own rules, would you want that?

Or would it be too lonely? Is there any point in that freedom when you can't share it with anyone, and you're left as an observer to a society where nobody else had any freedom at all?

[Wardens-Eddie-likes filter (doctors, Howie and other officious types excluded. George is in, though)]

There's... some concepts I'm not entirely sure of the meaning of, and after talking to my inmate, I think it's quite important to understand them.

God, and the afterlife.

I've talked to a few people, and no offence, they seem to have done their best to explain it, but it seems a little fuzzy still.

Is god a physical person? If so, why is he a god above everyone else? If not, why do people call themselves goddesses here? What's the difference between people who say there's one god, and those who say there's lots, responsible for different things? Which one's right?

Are both right? Are none right?

Is the afterlife just... something the Previous think happens after death, or is it something specific? Why would someone say this place wasn't the afterlife... when it's clearly, um, after life? For the dead people, anyway.

[Private, seperately, to Sveta and Martha - video]

[Eddie comes on screen.] Hi. I found something and... I thought you might be able to tell me what it was about.

[He holds up a copy of a Ishihara test]

We found this in the library, and me and Jane can see different things in it. Why might that be? What's the purpose of this?

[Kitchen filter]

Could you spare me a piece of meat, by any chance? You probably won't get it back.

[Lab staff-folks]

My inmate wants to do an experiment, and if I'm supervising and he wants to come in to do something, is that alright? He's not doing anything dangerous, and I'll make sure nothing's taken.

[Private to Victor.]

I've asked for some meat, for that experiment you wanted to do. You can have the day off from work to do it, so pick whenever suits you.

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