needshumility: (get the red tape)
This might be an unpopular question, but... plenty of people have said that the person they were was nothing like them at all. Did anyone have the opposite? That they were someone quite familiar. Perhaps how they used to be in the past, or how they'd be if something seemingly insignificant never happened, or did happen?

I'm also wondering whether everyone was like that, and people are just denying it. [That strike was obliterated.]

I've never been more grateful for spotting inefficiency in queuing. Nor for East Carmine. Nor for Pointless Tasks.

So yes! If you... could see some of yourself in the person you were, perhaps it might be good to share what you're grateful for that made you like you today. Inmates too. It's better to be yourself and know what made you that way than to be... a drone of the Collective forced to be something else.


[Private to Jane]

You're not really like

I won't let you be like...

Just how many people did you youknow wi

No, that's like you getting upset over Vio...

And that was entirely different now I think

You know what, if this is how easily it goes to brown, go hom

I'm coming to see you. If you don't want me to, say now and I'll stop.

[Private to Victor]

I'm sorry about that. Even if that wasn't... the you I know, I'm sorry.

There's something I'd like to show you.

[Private to George]

I think, generally, we have enough difficulties around here with floods like this.

So when... when everyone's alright, I'd like to take you up on your offer.

If you're alright.

[Private to Una]

Are you alright?

If you are, I'd like to show you something. About what we discussed before.

[pause]

I don't suppose you can get me a bacon sandwich, can you? A merit and... [bad habits] Never mind. I'll repay you some how if you can.

[Private to himself.]

In which Eddie gets his Winston Smith on and starts writing to himself. )
needshumility: (red red wine)
I'd like to remind you all to fill in my questionnaire. It's a vitally important process in working out if there's anything we can do about the comas.

If, by any chance, someone hasn't received one, just come by my room, or tell me. I had such a big pile, it's quite possible I thought I'd given you one and I hadn't. [phew.]

I do never want to be Dorian again, though.

Although... does anyone have a camera I can borrow? One where I can do manual length of exposure on it?

[Infirmary filter]

My vision was... strange in that port-event-thing. Whatever you call it.

There were things I knew were red, but I couldn't tell them apart from some things I knew weren't. Mostly things I think are usually green. It's back to normal now, but I'd like to know if anyone can explain that to me.

I imagine Jane might have experienced something similar. [but he's not talking to her, so doesn't know.]

[Private to Victor]

You were the... undertaker, right?

Are you alright?
needshumility: (where's my red carpet?)
[This is pushed under everyone's door EXCEPT infirmary doctors and Snape. As he is harbouring a fugitive an infirmary doctor.]

This questionnaire is designed to research into the causes of so called 'Barge Comas' by collecting information and using it to either eliminate certain theories, or to find a pattern within the information provided. Nobody is obliged to respond to this questionnaire, or respond to all of the questions, but the more answers provided, the more we can potentially find out.

Please return completed questionnaires in the sealed envelope provided to my room, 8/4, and direct any questions to me - Eddie Russett - in a private message. Your cooperation is much appreciated.

As these questions are of a private nature, I can assure you the documents will be kept in the most secure place I have at my disposal, and all questionnaires remain anonymous and confidential.


An Eddie Approved Questionnaire. )

[Private to Jane]

I am never reading so many beiging medical texts and the dictionary can go to magnolia for all I care.

So many obsolete words, Jane. Ugh.

((ooc: Eddie... is a bit of a bureaucrat at heart. And is a touch naive and thinks people won't take the piss. I encourage people to do so, whole heartedly. :D. Also, he WOULD have sent this to the coma-investigation team first... but I've only got one day off in which to write it, so can we assume he did? pleeeeeeeeeease?

Also, Eddie has deliberately missed out the infirmary. He has conspiracy theories. Feel free to sell him out to them, though.))
needshumility: (sheepish)
[There is an awkward, stiff cough, and a shot of the eighth floor common room. A young, very smartly dressed, man appears on screen, and he straightens his tie, then offers a small wave,]

Hello!

This remote viewer is tiny, and... well, I never thought a remote viewer could watch you. Fascinating! [He grins, a touch nervously,] So if you're watching, hello! oh, I already said that...

I'm Edward Russett, but you can call me Eddie. I'm not quite sure whether this is the equivalent of Useful Work or a Pointless Task, but I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.

Who are the local Prefects? What're they like? I imagine I'll be the Red Prefect here.

[awkward pause whilst he ponders whether to ask or not, then he directs the camera to a lightbulb nearby]

This is going to sound silly, but can I have some lightglobes? There's no natural light in my room. I... [slight nervous intake of breath. Dammit, night terrors.] I need a source of light.

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