Alex Weaver - The one they knew as Fixer-Upper - A most ironic end

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The most ironic ending - Struck down by the people who were on his side.

"Keep your head down, kid." ~ Alex Weaver

I didn't keep my head down. What a horrible horrible mistake...
In a way I betrayed myself by... finally being myself.

I would have ended up shot in a Combine cell someday anyways... To be struck down by a fellow anti-civil person when my weapon was mere meters away, locked in a closet, is however truly saddening. I was perhaps too optimistic, our plan would have never come to fruition anyways. I would have been locked up, tortured and shot.

In any case I would have died for nothing. Oh well... what a horrible world we left the youngsters... but...

The flames of revolution will only fizzle out when the last human dies. Carry on the torch, kids.

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Alex Weaver, CMB-normed Identity picture for the Alaska expedition

-BASIC INFORMATION- NAME: Alex Weaver NICKNAMES: Pops CID: 98342 GENDER: Male AGE: 72 NATIONALITY: German PLACE OF BIRTH: Karl-Marx Stadt CURRENT LOCATION: City 24 EDUCATION: Experience in engineering and artisanship OCCUPATION: CWU Trial Supervisor, Resource Production branch

-PHYSICAL INFORMATION- PHYSICAL STATE: Healthy, nourished HEIGHT: 5,6 WEIGHT: 68 kgs EYES: Blue HAIR: Balding, white CLOTHES: Neatly kept, expensive suit jacket NOTABLE FEATURES: Slight limp, occasional grumbling and beard scratching, sprinkles in some German words and as he calls it "youth language"

my executioners will be former friends

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-PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION- MENTAL STATE: Stable KEY PERSONAL TRAITS: Generosity, Attempts to "teach the youth", Grandpa-like around young people INTERESTS: Telling stories, collecting artifacts (of the old world) LIKES: Current occupation, being able to fulfill his passion of artisanship and engineering DISLIKES: Not much to dislike, when you've spent most of your good years outside of Combine rule, "Unruly Youngsters" KNOWN LANGUAGES: German, English

-FAMILY- MOTHER: Christine Weaver / Death by old age FATHER: Jonathan Weaver / Death by lung cancer SIBLING: NA CHILDREN: NA WIFE (?): Viola Hinkel / MIA FAMILY COHESION: NA, due to no known remaining family

-BACKSTORY- Alex was born in East Germany, during the rule of the socialist dictatorship GDR. He spent his early years in state-approved youth organizations and education, learning about the GDR and listening to its propaganda. As a young boy he was easily convinced, wishing to be a model citizen for the state and a facilitator of the socialist revolution. Growing up however, he had to contend between his parents who were against the regime and his own convictions. As he neared adulthood, he grew more fond of his parents point of view, although his new-found discontentment with the regime never resulted in active rebellion. After finishing school, Alex started working in his father's workshop. They conversed a lot and a close bond formed. He picked up useful skills in artisanship and later, with active support from his parents, he started studying engineering at a university in Dresden. He was the first to do so in his entire family and as such, his parents were proud and willing to sacrifice some of their own comfort to support his studies financially. During his time away from the family, his father was diagnosed with lung cancer, the disease orginating from his habit of smoking. Not wanting to disturb their son's studies, the parents kept this diagnosis secret from him. Alas, the inevitable came, and his father died, with Alex being unable to say his Goodbyes. As the letter with the bad news reached Alex, he made his mother responsible for not telling him. He broke down all forms of communication with her, ignoring her letters and he didn't attend his father's funeral, although he could be seen visiting his grave every now and again, laying down a bouquet of fresh flowers. This was the only way that Alex's mother knew, her son was still alive. He was never involved in politics or matters involving the government. Even when the Berlin Wall fell, he simply kept on working, now as a fully fledged engineer. He heeded his father's advice, about staying uninvolved and keeping one's head down, to avoid repercussions. He moved to Geneva when he was still in his late twenties, pursuing a career as an engineer. [Might add some more story here at a later point in time, about what he did during the portal storms] During Combine rule, Alex can be seen striving to secure stable and safe employment. He aims at the upper middle field of jobs, a senior worker or low managerial position in the CWU. During his life, he added onto the advice of his father, not only does he keep his head down, he also follows his mantra: "Never be worthless, but also not invaluable." To be invaluable to the government of a dictatorship means to catch the attention of opposing forces to the status quo, both internally or externally, who will strive to kill or replace you as soon as possible. To be worthless means to become a target for scapegoating, or simply violence by the state. According to Alex's logic, the upper middle field of employment is a Goldilocks zone, which balances the safety of being uninvolved in high-echelon politics, with their schemes and betrayals, as well as the benefits one receives due to their position. -- Important traits -- Altruism He strives to teach the youth and help them along, passing onto them the advice and way of life he learnt. He goes to great lengths to support people who he sees potential in, giving out food and drinks during the foos crisis as well as helping them to find stable employment and housing. He'll attempt to keep people away from the slums, as well as from reaching higher on the career ladder. Whether or not he is objectively right in his way of life doesn't matter, it's true to him. Caution He is aware of the dangers, that high-ranking officials pose in the Combine regime. With a snip-of-a-finger, you could end up shot or worse, if you did so much as look at one of them in the wrong way or say the wrong thing to one of them. He distrusts people that are higher on the career ladder than him, on the contrary, he trusts people that are lower than him. Generosity, Grandpa-like Alex never had children of his own, you could guess his generosity and altruism towards young people stem from the wish to have grandkids of his own. You're unsure why he never had kids of his own, yet you're afraid to ask, lest you stir up something emotional. Indifference To him, the Combine regime is just like the GDR. Governments come and go, dictatorships fall and rise. To him, this one will be no different. Keep your head down, don't be invaluable, don't be worthless. He just keeps going, trying to help along the youth and trying to survive. For the past few months, Alex has been everything other than indifferent. An informant for two rebel groups, a asset to red-tier violations, failure to reports those and frequent smuggling of contraband to and from the city. Once Alex has made up his minds that the Combine couldn't just go away, he searched for active rebellion. Devastation Rebellion (Was named Devastation for meta protection) Recent events, the death of people close to him, the fizzling out of humanity, the realization that there will never be another generation that can experience a beautiful earth and... the glue incident... have struck a deep chord within Alex. A returning feeling, something that Alex has always surpressed... he's at the brink of giving in. This trait manifests in a behavioural change, he will seem off, slightly sad and he will decide things differently. He gave in. He stopped following his mantra of survival and started following his moral compass. He died doing what he loved, helping Indigent. Minutes before his death, he could have been seen, casually chatting to a slummer. Future Goals Will Pops stick to his ways? Will he change his mind and attempt to race up on the career ladder? Or will some event change his mind, maybe he will be convinced that the Combine won't just "go away" and active rebellion is his only choice? It's too early to tell... or is it? Recently, after much deliberation, he applied for Tier Four citizenship...

-- Relationships --

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My killer @Anilife You saw a piece of fabric and saw it fit to kill because of it. Although I respect and encourage the anti-loyalist sentiment, killing would never be the answer... Why did you have to take such drastic measures? Are you insane? I would have loved to help you and your friend... had you not been criminals of the lowest sort. I'm sure I was not the only target and I'm sure my loyalist armband just meant more to gain, it was never the reason for the attack. You were a bad person. You belonged in prison. I never wanted you to be shot. However you brought this upon yourself. It'd have put a smirk on my face to see you pleading for your life after you took mine so haphazardly. You probably never though an old loyalist would spell your demise, eh? Greed spelled your death. Ironic too, isn't it?​ Joseph James​ You were a nuisance and a big problem in Alaska... but I can't blame you. I should have been harsher, arrest you for your own safety. Had you simply complied, I'm sure you'd still be with us. I don't know what got you... Antlions, Zombies or one of the Synths. Rest assured, we departed on good terms. In your last hour I hope you didn't think badly of me. I did my best to treat your fairly. Chappie A bond forged in Alaska, through blood and tears, sweat and frostbite, death and suffering. There is no bond stronger than that. I owe you my life and so much more than that. It will not be forgotten. I will live for two more decades to help you along, trying to make it up to you. Our paths in C24 are to cross frequently, eh? We both took the same path, the right path. The extract, entirely wasted on me... wasted because of some lad with a crowbar who couldn't think twice. Hugo Berrones I could not have asked for a better ally in this hell. You told me your opinion, you were always honest, even when I was not. Unlike mine, your moral compass stood strong, unshaken by the environment. Perhaps because you are simply a better man than me… perhaps because being Overseer does that to a person. Your feats were heroic and I owe my life to you as much as I do to Aki. I am glad I switched lines in the beginning. Without you I would have been long dead. You and I, we now have stories to tell… dead to mourn. Trauma to deal with. Hannah will not be happy with the two of us, I don’t think…. frankly it felt like months since I last saw her. She seems so foreign, so far away. You watched out for me in Alaska, I feel as though I need to watch out for you in C24. I was told this whole ordeal is wearing you down… Don’t worry son, your old man is good at consoling… although… Who will console me? Kurt Walker Hm, what do I say about this rascal. He is quite alright, most times. He does solid work most and stupidities some of the time. Work a bit more on yourself, I still do not see you fit for a Senior Worker position. And stop making those peculiar workshifts... let them work for their reward! Samuel Lacrose What a lad this one is. I've seen him stand toe to toe to one of those tentacle things. I was very glad to call him my fellow worker, I'm even more glad to be working in his department. I deem him trustworthy and like someone who would never sell someone out. Man oh man, Samuel. Today was quite eventful, huh? Dragging me into that office talking about... well... you know what. I truly hope I was able to help you, young men tend to bury their pain and sorrows deep down. What you did today was strong, unlike anything I've seen someone do. You're the first person I've hugged in... months at least, years at worst. I'm at a point where I would call you a best friend. I'm there for you. I can't thank you enough for bestowing your trust upon me and promoting me to supervisor... It helps me out greatly and I already feel safer with that red jacket on. I am sorry to leave on such short notice... There was so much still to tell you Samuel. ​ Michael HoxworthI'm sorry to hear about your mental and... career-related problems. You deserve some repercussions but it's become unreasonably harsh. Don't fret, Michael, you'll regain your status someday. You've turned from higher-up to... still higher-up, unlike Raymond or Samuel, but we have gotten more cordial. It's your dominant attitude that instills respect in me, even today. You are a flawed man, Hoxworth. You have made some enemies. Watch your back, will you? Despite your irrational and incessant hate for the less fortunate in this society, you have always been friendly with me... I owed you as much as I did... I can't be your guardian angel forever, your old man isn't strong enough for that. All my efforts, for nothing. You died for nothing in the end... I warned you about Alaska, I knew you couldn't make it. You didn't die gloriously, but then again Alaska doesn't allow for that now does it? You thought of yourself as such a great person... You belonged in prison too... Jesus Christ, son, hammering that poor slummer? I prevented an assasination on you mere weeks before Alaska. You were simply not worth to be assasinated. Raymond Saint Albert​ Raymond has turned from a higher up to a friend. I still have some sort of lingering respect or... god-forbid I call it that... fear... for him. The only thing that I'm afraid of about him is the amount of languages crammed in his skull and his paranoid rambling of the fog... I still can't tell, is he serious or is this some elaborate joke? It's a joke to me at least, a pretty good one at that! He's an altruistic mind, although that trait seems reserved towards loyalist people... I don't know why. He seems to tolerate my own charity work, even support it. But he himself won't do it, for some reason. It's good to have you back with us, Raymond. Oh and how you came back, ha! Preparing *the meal* for Samuel and me... my oh my, my tastebuds were in heaven because of your creations. Now, I'd love to keep tasting your meals, but don't cram every last credit you have into my machine, eh? My back already hurts from refilling it all the time. I'm still not entirely convinced you don't harbour anti-union sentiment... and even if not, you would be the least worst loyalist. My train came too soon for me... I had hoped it never would, but that is not how life works, eh? Jane Wilford She's alright... no sense of humour though, heh. I'm afraid to ask what prompted her to lose all emotion. Her blank stare scares me, and makes my mind run wild abut all of the terrible things that could have happened to her... Weird... I would never have thought how much I'd talk to Wilford these past few days, I feel like we're friends now. I feel like I'm responsible for keeping an eye on her... even though I'm sure she can handle herself quite well. I don't know why, but she seems to have made some enemies among our... protectors. She should be more careful and polite around them. Sven Aalto What a story this one told me... about heroism, battle and death. He strikes me as a dutiful young man, he described his experiences vividly... I don't want to remember them, frankly. I hope he found his way to the CMU, he looked like he needed them desperately, both physically and mentally. I'll ask him how he's feeling, as soon as I meet him again. I feel like he needs someone to talk to. Your friend Lucas D. Nickel told me you were... and I quote here... put down like a dog. Sorry to hear it, chap... Elias Siemens A fellow speaker of the german tongue. I appreciate him very much, he helped me and a few friends of mine in the wake of the food crisis. His library also does a lot of good in distributing knowledge. Heh, thanks to him and his library I can finally hone my cooking skills, a thing which I wanted to do my whole life. I think I can trust him, even though I can't quite locate where stands on the Combine hierarchy. Edward Riggs Edward is an untroubled soul... he is a good young lad, always greeting me as I walk by, always inviting me to his conversations. Thanks to him I get to meet a lot of new young folk! He is careless though... talking about past science-fiction books just like that on Victory Plaza can result in a bad beating, kid. Ah, he'll do fine... I'll meet him at his bench... our bench. Jasper Waltz Trustworthy fellow. I was glad to have talked to him about the current youth and their potential. He's a fine man, I'm happy to have made his acquaintance. We have conversed a bit more, I believe to see someone who shares my perspectives. We should stay in close contact. Timothy Taylor Christ, lad. Watch your mouth, you'll get yourself killed, ha! Requesting a meeting with the Vice-Administrator over the radio, who exactly do you think you are? Rambling about the core that isn't even radioactive after you've been told not to three times, failing to line up in the warehouse despite being ordered to. It takes guts to show that kind of insubordination... or stupidity. I believe you are working at the DoB now, eh? I hope this occupation suits you more than the CWU. I certainly hope you changed your behaviour in the past few weeks... For your own sake, that is. Bill Eriksonn Ah, you thought you could lie to old Pops, huh? Did I seem senile to you, easily taken advantage of? I won't forget this, either you're confused or purposefully lied to me, in any case, I don't wish to see you in the CWU for long. You worked at a nuclear facility at the age of 15? Highly doubt it. I'll work with you, for the sake of not causing problems, just don't expect me to be your friend, hm? Maybe you can make it up to me someday... though I doubt you're mature enough for that. (no ooc grudge btw, it's all ic) Mustafa Kahraman A diligent young man, he made his entry into the CWU as an established worker just recently. He strikes me as competent and willing to work for the CWU. I hope to see more of him in the coming days. Heinrich Tischer Had it not been for by death, I would have loved to see you die, Heinrich. Burn in hell, will you? James Hansson Reasonable, diligent, intelligent. What more could you want from a new worker? He seems clever, I'm sure he could go places in our society.... I sure hope he doesn't though. Stay low, don't let your cleverness show too much, you can lead a good life working for the CWU. Take the jacket as a sign of gratitude. Pass it on, when you find the chance. Private Investigator Carter What a lad. I'm so thankful for his work a few weeks ago when he saved my roommate's food... He's a very kind and driven personality, I'll support his business when I get the chance and need it... The city needs someone like you. Who know how many people are looking for their relatives... you're doing the lord's work by leading them back together. Thanks for the lemonade! Jane Doe As far as I'm aware, you're the sole sane person in my social circle... You're much smarter than one initially anticipates when meeting you. You seem to have a clearer picture of the world than I did at your age... I see my younger self in you... afraid, alone but a keen understanding of the hostile world around you. I'll keep an eye... nay, both eyes out for your well-being. You and I both saw the same thing. Two pairs of eyes, one picture. I'm glad you share my perspective. Charlotte McMadison A tea connoisseur, a keeper of familiy tradition. It's very pleasing to see someone practice such artisanship, learnt during a lost time. Good to see a diligent young person, she'll quickly make a name for herself. I'll head down to Little Italy's more often now, the tea is quite amazing. Bernard Von Steiner The only times I saw Bernard in the CWU warehouse was when he resigned his managerial position to take up the position of being Vice-Administrator Mulligan's secretary. I greet him on the street when I see him, but he doesn't seem to want to greet back at all. I don't know what to think of him. Some of the only things I talked to him about were Slummers. We saw a corpse floating in the water, under the Victory grate... He said they were just Slummers, serves them right.... I believe he's wrong on this, but I don't dare to speak up. Devi? Sally I've known you for a bit now... and at the same time it feels like I don't know you at all. Who are you really? A recovering alcoholic at your age? What happened? Kid, you can talk to me... The description of your past didn't seem like a joke at all. Ol' Pops might seem innocent or easy to fool from time to time, but I can put two and two together. You talked to Roy about a Rebel hitlist. You were afraid of assasins... You've told me on at least one other occasion that you are friends with VA Mulligan himself... a pardoning is not far off but... Why were you pardoned? What for? Mrs. Mayflower... I could be wrong, but does she know who you are? Who is Devi? You're dead?! Natalia Federova A splendid young woman. I see myself in her in some way. She is much smarter than she seems at first, ha, the first time I spoke to her she said my mantra word for word! Amazing, huh? And adding onto that, she's an apprentice as of... today! I'll make sure to keep her out of harm's way... Thanks for the Crisps! How could you dare to challenge me at one of my best skills... having copious amounts of luck at gambling?! You joined Civil Protection, huh? I wish you would have told me. I wish you good luck in your future career, do pay a visit to the warehouse someday. I'd love to think you're nearby... Perhaps I'll start offering every protector I come across some crisps, to give you a well deserved snack every now and then. You made yourself an accomplice in humanity's death. I don't know why, frankly... You were a good friend until you joined Civil Protection... You were a bad person afterwards. I just hope you had good reasons... or you were truly anti-civil. I hope it is the latter. Arthur Roosevelt One of the regulars that I see around the warehous practically every day. He's a good chap, a fellow old-timer such as myself. I heard you were coaxed into some kind of terminal abuse scheme? Good grief old chap, don't let that happen again! Anyways, thanks for the nutrient bars! Tier four, huh? Your books are peculiar. I think I know exactly where you stand in Combine society. I never did like you... but you have my sympathy. To voluntarily become such an asset to the Combine after they took your daughter? Jesus Christ, if anyone should rebel it's you. Roy Jackson Your poetic wisdoms inspired me on more than one occasion... Sorry to hear about your mental health problems kid. Once I knew about it your erratic behaviour made loads more sense... but your problems never overshadowed the fact that deep down you are an intelligent and good person. Rest in peace. You will not be forgotten. Administrator Heartwick Quite the bombastic entrance you made into our little warehouse. Having your guards beat up Manager Woods... I do believe it was neccessary, the importance of your safety is immeasurable. I do hope the rundown was to your satisfaction, Administrator. It was an great honour to shake your hand, certainly. Hannah Gilchrist You're one of the few people... the only person?... in this warehouse that I'd trust with my life. You're truly a good person at heart, though forced by your environment to make the choices you have to make. Even in the GDR noone was forced to do the things you had to do... the Combine are different like that. I greatly respect you for that. Your story... telling me about what you had to do... it's certainly easy for old Pops to say that you made the right choice. It obvectively is. I'm not blind to what this regime is and how it operates. But truth be told, there is a level of separation for me that makes the truth easier to bear for me. I could never have done it... I would have stopped it dead in its tracks if I was present, I'm sure of it. I'm too generous to do the things you do. That's why you go the way you go, and I have to go the way I go. You are a great mind, a reasonable thinker. We need cool heads in this society don't we? A slow amber that can turn into a raging fire given the right kindling is what we require, not a burst of flame that fizzles out before anything catches ablaze. "For it is our ability to organize that they fear the most. Victory through willpower, through unity and through humanity. We'll do it kid. We will prevail!" Arthur You seem like a good chap... Hannah told me that you two had become close. I can certainly see that, heh, you make for a good couple. Keep an eye on her, will you? When... when she eats something bad again, eh? Lucy Russell You seem like a good person, though I can't quite sort you into my little categories yet... I'm so truly sorry, dear, about what happened with... the man. I know you know it had to be done. I'll have your order produced as soon as possible, I owe you that much. Director Maesroe You're... a mystery for old Pops. I can't quite locate where you are yet, what you stand for. Hannah, well, she told me things. She's not fond of you, certainly not. But from what *I've* seen, you're not half bad... perhaps you're one of those loyalists that value other humans more because they are loyalists too? You seem altruistic enough... But I can always find someone who's at fault. You and I, we're different in that regard. Randy Cole I'm so sorry to hear about your disease, son. We should do something about it, pull this problem out with its roots. You're a good kid, diligent, loyal to the Combine... You have a side to you that I haven't yet discovered, I have this nagging feeling... Andrej Iljin The brightest mind of a generation... my *ass* as the kids say. You are by far the most incompetent person in the BRI I've come across. I hope Lucy Russell takes care of you. The BRI has no weak acid on their hands? I think you're just not fit for your position. It takes real guts to stand there and blame the Director of the BRI for your incompetence. Do you think the CWU has training? It'Er A great Vortigaunt. Reasonable, sensible, not fanatic. I do thank you for our little chat... I would wish that we could become friends, though as with all Vortigaunts, I have trouble befriending you. These new regulations frighten me... If anyone, you should be close to being promoted to management, not Telzah.... their fanatic loyalism is frightening me... to have themselves mutilated... unbelievable. Circumstances beyond both our control have lead us two together. It's peculiar which paths life winds down, eh? I must say, the last person I had thought would walk through that door was you, hm? For better or for worse, we'll both have to keep each other's secret now. The Broker - Previously ??? Ah well, what do I say about you? It feels almost as if you were me, had I made other decisions in my past... A man to be reasoned with and a brave one at that. I'm very glad we share the same ideals *and* ideas on how to achieve them. I can't explain how happy I am to have our little arrangement. Keep those kinky boots from doing their mischief on your soil, eh? I was your informant for two months, though I never did inform you of anything, eh? It feels as though you paid for my cordial chats more than you did for my intel. Gro'Ha Ha, another nice Vortigaunt, certainly. It feels good to adress you by your real name, you know? I'm rather sorry to have to raid your ingredients storages every now and then... Though I hope my credits make up for the hassle I cause, ha! I just can't help it, my co-workers all seem to be master chefs as of late... And I can't say that I don't want to be overwhelmed with three course meals in the future, so I'll have to keep my little vending machine stocked. Oliver Nonnan Heh, we've known each other for as long as I'm in the CWU, eh? Back then you were just another co-worker... until you were knocked out cold by the delegates on that one sewer mission... remember that? Oh... I'm actually sure you don't... Oh well, it was about time you were promoted to senior worker. Heck, I even see you as our newest supervisor! It would certainly help Infestation Control. You're a good chap, I'd like to get to know you better. Matsumoto Ryoichi I heard you were a spy for the party... keeping loyalists in check. I hope we won't interact much, your general demeanor is unpleasant. The first time we interacted, you mistook me for Arthur Roosevelt. Hehe, that was embarassing. But only human, we all make mistakes, eh? Hugh Mattock A trustworthy chap. Thanks for delivering those goods to... eh, you know where, hehe. Funny how it goes, I just recently thought you'd be a perfect fit for you know what. Turns out you already participate, eh? Let us hope it all goes according to plan, eh?

-- Faction Relationships --

FAVOURED RESPECTS ACQUAINTANCE INDIFFERENT DISTRUSTS DISLIKES HATES FEARFUL

CCA I... don't know what they do, to be frank. I distrust them somewhat, but I am actively trying to garner the favours of people that are in the CCA. It's only dangerous to be in high places, not to have friends there. The list of people I know in high places grows. I feel safer by the day.	OTA Those... things are not human. I heard the rumours about them, but I couldn't believe it until I had to work right next to them. They have a weird aura around them. I'd rather not stay in their proximity for long.
CWU They've grown on me. I've not met a member of CWU that I don't like. It's almost like a family in there. The CWU is not only my site of work, it's my life, really. Keeping the city afloat, making sure everything works, this if what I live for.	CMU They're doing the lord's work in that little hospital of theirs. I respect their work whole-heartedly.
Civil Protection You're about as bad as Loyalists	Citizens I've gotten to know almost every facet of the general citizenship. They're overall "gucci" as the kids would say, alright to anyone who doesn't know that term.
Rebels I was a part of the rebellion at the point of my death... I had hoped to be one for much longer. It was an honour serving humanity. You are fighting the good fight.	Loyalists True loyalists tolerate genocide, they support a totalitarian regime... All in all the worst scum of this earth. Noone should be shot, but when this entire thing blows over, every single one of you should have to live with the guilt of having supported the Combine... Germany had a similar thing... you lot are as bad as they were.
Slummers I've heard people talk about like them, as if they were... less than human. I don't see that. You're citizens, like the rest of us. Where they live doesn't define them. I'm trying my best to improve your lives, kids. Food, water... I even talked to Director Maesroe about having you folk treated in the clinic. It's wholly unfair, you're humans deserving of exactly the same respect that loyalists receive.	The Combine You style yourselves a civilised bunch. Saviours even. Ha! What a cruel joke. I've come to accept you over the years... that was a mistake. I should have seen your ways far earlier... I was blinded by my own arrogance and desire to survive... I've lived long enough. I'm ready to see her again. And I'm ready to make this city a better place to live... I'll do it my way.

A peek into Alex's mind - A not very diligently kept journal

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Spoiler: We're safe through employment... or are we?

Something peculiar is going on. This is the third time in the span of... days... that Civil Protection has re-educated friends of mine. First Jane, then Riggs, then that Locke fellow. What has them riled up? Am I next? I'm actually afraid, for the first time in months, maybe years. Have I lulled myself into a false sense of security?
I would have thought it was citizens that Civil Protection would beat up for no reason, not workers from the CWU!
I need to stay cautious and vigilant. This is not a comfortable situation. Maybe I can talk myself out of a beating by playing my Senior Worker card? Maybe I can say I was ordered to hold a priority shift by Hoxworth himself... I'll make it up on the spot, should the need arise.

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Spoiler: Losing myself.

I talked to James Hansson, he's a good lad. He said someting rather clever today, quote: "Politics is a dangerous place to be involved in.". He's got a good head on his shoulders, I just hope he keep it down, ha! I'm afraid he might try to to reach too high though, despite his own doubts. I'm very glad to have sponsored his friend Gustav to join, I believe with enough mentoring he can be put on the right track.

The execution... young bodies dangling from the bridge I passed almost every day... a cheering, inhuman crowd... Raymond, Samuel, Edward, why? Just.... why...
A crying Jane in my arms, needing to be consoled.... what a horrible day

In unrelated news... I have doubts. Doubts which I will not speak aloud, not even in my own mind. They're there, ever present, I feel them. I told Raymond that I lost someone in the fog, forgot they were even there... that was not a joke... did I lose myself?

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Spoiler: The encounter with the Devil ... and other lies of the Combine.

What horrible two days. Nikola went absolutely insane... I hope he's alright now. I will tell Raymond about this, despite him telling me not to. Just the mere fact that *the fog* could have something to do with this scares the living hell out of me. I thought it was a joke?!

I encountered rebels twice today... Once when installing the windows on Indigent 1... he was just standing there, a red suit jacket like the people from the CCA wear. Then he pulled a gun on me. I don't know how he ran, Civil Protection was right there...
Then the scene on Triumph. Three of them, weapons drawn. Broker introduces himself to me. Despite his threatening appearance at first, he didn't seem half bad in the end... though first impressions don't tell a lot about a person...

A tempting offer has been made to me today. I had to decline... for now

Spoiler: Alex Weaver - Supervisor

Supervisor, huh? My oh my, Sammy really did me a huge favour there.
Being management opens so many new possibilities to keep myself safe. I feel like my best bet is to make acquaintance with protectors themselves. It's quite the step-up from Senior Worker, a position that is really just a Worker with a fancy green jacket in terms of safety.

Walking around with that well-stitched, red jacket immediately made me feel more safe. Even Civil Protection treats me better now, it's simply amazing what a simple colour-change inspires. It feels natural to be... well, on the same paygrade as Raymond, Hox and Samuel. Of course they're still my higher-ups, but I don't feel like there's a big separation between them and me anymore. I think that's a good thing... I wonder what they think about it...

In unrelated news... I have been keeping a list... I wonder when I'll act on it...

Spoiler: The train departure

Pete Rean says "Ugh... Agh ugh... Agh-hgh ugh... Oghhh."
Alex Weaver says "Pete, wouldn't that be a perfect location for a vending machine?"
Pete Rean says "SURE."
Alex Weaver says "It's got everything I need! Customers..."
Alex Weaver says "Customers..."
Alex Weaver says "Lots of customers...."
Alex Weaver says "CWU mostly, but eh."
Pete Rean says "Might be hard to refill."
Alex Weaver says "Why?"
Pete Rean says (to you) "No permits."
Alex Weaver says "Eh, I know a lot of vendors."
Pete Rean says (to you) "Maybe."
Alex Weaver says "They'll let me buy their stuff... And my profit will be because of convenience, really."
Alex Weaver says "What do CWU workers want after a long workcycle? A cold, refreshing UU-branded beer."
Alex Weaver says "No?"
Pete Rean says (to you) "After a long workcycle i just wanna work more."
Pete Rean says (to you) "Maybe its just me."

The scene would be set in the break room of the CWU warehouse. Their last co-worker had left, it was only Alex and Pete.
Alex turns to face Pete.

Alex Weaver says "My train is here, Pete."
Pete Rean says (to you) "Train?"
Alex Weaver says "You didn't hear it arrive?"
Pete Rean says (to you) "I did not no."
Alex Weaver says "Oh, well, would you be so kind as to accompany your old man to the train then?"
Pete Rean says (to you) "Sure, lead the way;."

Pete was staying behind, not catching up with Alex.

Alex Weaver says "The train isn't waiting for us kid."
You have unlocked the door.

The pair would now be in front of the warehouse, standing on Victory amidst heavy construction equipment... in reality it's grimy and dirty, but one of the pair is lost deep in memories, seeing old, forgotten people wander the streets, living their normal lives.

Alex Weaver says "It's marvelous, really."
Pete Rean says (to you) "What is?"
Alex Weaver says "The trains, they always run on time."
Alex Weaver says "Have you ever ridden the train before?"
Pete Rean says "I have yes."
Alex Weaver says "I hear it's the first time it leaves from this city."
Pete Rean says "Oh i dont know about that."

They would now be in the tunnel between Victory and Triumph. Alex is staring at the wall. It is covered in propaganda posters and rotten paint now and yet all he sees is ivy covered brick walls and a piece of clothing made of white fabric. A veil.

Alex Weaver says "A sight to behold."
Alex Weaver says "It's a shame to depart."
Pete Rean says "What reason are you departing for?"
*** Alex Weaver chuckles. "Oh you..."
Pete Rean says "Work?"
Alex Weaver says "Everyone departs, don't you know?"
Alex Weaver says "I'm not the first, I won't be the last."
Pete Rean says "Not forever though."
Pete Rean says "Right?"
Alex Weaver says "Oh, I don't know that yet, kid."
Alex Weaver says "You were always the inquisitive type, eh?"
Alex Weaver says "A bright young one."
Pete Rean says "Not sure what that word means-."
Pete Rean says "Oh."
Pete Rean says "Yeah!"
Pete Rean says "For sure."

The pair would now be in front of the abandoned store on Triumph. It hasn't seen customers in decades, the wood is beyond rotten, mold has taken a heavy toll, the metal rusty to the point where it falls apart under its own weight. And yet Alex looks at it with amazement, as if he was looking at a busy and vibrant supermarket that is displaying its delicious goods in the display window.

Alex Weaver says "It's just... Crazy to think I only bought my groceries here not too long ago."
Alex Weaver says "And now... I won't see it for a long time."
Pete Rean says "You bought groceries from here?"
Alex Weaver says "Oh yes? Where else?"
Pete Rean says "Anywhere? You were probably the last person keeping this place afloat."
Pete Rean says "Well..."
Alex Weaver says "Oh yes..."
Pete Rean says "Whats left of it anyway."
Alex Weaver says "It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Alex Weaver says "Oh... My train!"
Pete Rean says "Ye, dont wanna miss it now."
Alex Weaver says "You're right."

The pair got dangerously close to the train station. They were at the entrance, Alex moved a bit to the left. He was staring directly at the generator. He was seeing a stall, built atop the strain station stairs, a young woman behind it. She was smiling at him.

Alex Weaver says "Wow... To think back what happened *right here*."
Pete Rean says (to you) "Hopefully nothing bad."
Alex Weaver says "I just saw her standing there..."
Pete Rean says "Who?"
Alex Weaver says "Oh, the train Pete!"
Pete Rean says "Yeah!"

They were inside the station now, looking at the abandoned ticket station. Only filth and garbage could be seen behind the windows. Broken glass littered the floor. And yet Alex could see the busy pulse of a working train station, ticket vendors giving advice.

Alex Weaver says "Ah, that's where I bought the tickets to our honeymoon..."
Pete Rean says "Who is this *our*?"
Alex Weaver says "We were always tight on money..."
Alex Weaver says "It only sufficed for tickets to the next town over."
Alex Weaver says "But that train ride..."
Alex Weaver says "It was the best in my life."
Pete Rean says "Yeah..."
Pete Rean says "I'm sure it was."
*** Alex Weaver wipes something from his eye
Pete Rean says (to you) "Erm- the train..."

Alex turns away from the abandoned ticket counter. He turns to face Pete.

Alex Weaver says "Oh..."
Alex Weaver says "Hm... Yes, the train."
Alex Weaver says "I have decided against it."
Pete Rean says (to you) "Really?"
Alex Weaver says "I'm staying."
Pete Rean says (to you) "Oh."
Pete Rean says (to you) "Where were you off to anyway?"

Alex Weaver says "The next town over."
Alex Weaver says "To her."

Pete Rean says (to you) "Wife?"

Alex wordlessly turns to leave, walking out onto Triumph.

Alex Weaver says "So that's where we are now?"
Alex Weaver says "What has become of this place."
Pete Rean says "24?"
Alex Weaver says "Geneva."
Pete Rean says "Oh."
Pete Rean says "Geneva..."
Pete Rean says "Always been like this."
Alex Weaver says "Always?"
Pete Rean says "I'm not sure, this place has never had a *always*, it's always changing."
Pete Rean says "Like a mutation."
Alex Weaver says "It used to be Geneva."
Pete Rean says (to you) "Still is in the eyes of some."
Alex Weaver says "It's always been Geneva..."
Alex Weaver says "Oh... My train."
Alex Weaver says "It's left the station."
*** Henry R. Teabag walks up to the men, looking visibly shaken
Pete Rean says "You okay?"
Alex Weaver says "I'll get to see her again, Pete. Don't you worry."
Pete Rean says "With time."
Henry R. Teabag says "Not exactly."
Pete Rean says "Explain."
Henry R. Teabag says (to you) "You going somewhere, Alex?"
Alex Weaver says "Oh no... That's in my past now."
Alex Weaver says "Has always been, really."

Spoiler: The glue incident

THE FALL

Within the factory, the sound of a loud splash can be heard.
Alex rushes inside, interrupting his talks with two potential applicants outside of the warehouse. He pants heavily as he arrives.

He arrives at the scene, discovering a man fully covered in a viscous, white substance.



Alex Weaver says "Uhhh... What?!"
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Th-..gah shit!"
Alex Weaver says "Are you alright?! How did you get in here?!"
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says (to you) "I-nee-ah fuck, damn it!"

Behind the unusual pair, a workshift finds its end, noone other than Alex had noticed the unfortunate man covered in glue.
Maxim Kowal yells "Dump the water out of buckets in that container."

Alex rushes to get the attention of the nearby officer.
Alex Weaver yells "Officer!"
C24:i5.KING-6 says (to you) "<:: Huh- what? ::>"
Alex Weaver says "I need you over here."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: What the-? ::>"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Stand back! ::>"
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Stand back!? I need to go to the hosiptal?!"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: I said stay, back. We don't know what kind of chemical is on you. You'd be contaminating the entire street. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "Who in our benefactor's name are you? Why are you in the warehouse?!"
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "I can't see shit."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Just get out of my way! I'll walk there myself!"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Get a doctor, if available. I'll hold him 'ere. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "Not until you have answered my questions."
Alex Weaver says "Right..."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Sit tight...here. ::>"

Each step the 'white' man takes, is met with a sticky squelch. And his feet seem to stick to the concrete beneath him.
*** C24:i5.KING-6 pulled out a handkerchief and threw it on the ground.

C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Theres a rag, clean your eyes. ::>"

[CCA-CWU] Alex Weaver: "Is there a doctor available? We have had a workplace accident at the warehouse, we need urgent medical attention."
[CCA-CWU] Alex Weaver: "Some sort of chemical has gotten onto an unknown person."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Maybe prepare some hazard suits. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "Mhm..."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Please."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: How did you get in 'ere? ::>"
*** Alex Weaver quickly throws on his very own suit
[CCA-CWU] Lucy Russell: "Fuck, no doctors are available. I'm enroute."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Answer my fucking question or the chemical on your body will be the least of your issues. ::>"
[CCA-CWU] Alex Weaver: "It seems to be glue..."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "I was trying to get out! I was left in here during the final workshift and I got locked inside!"
[CCA-CWU] Lucy Russell: "Are you sure that it is glue, and not a different chemical?"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: That seems highly unlikely. One of the workers would've seen you, and let you outside. ::>"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: More importantly, *why* are you covered in this...smegma? ::>"
[CCA-CWU] Alex Weaver: "I'm rather sure it is glue..."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Please just let me go to the Union Medical and clean up, I'll tell you about it later. I can't hear much anyways. This shit is in my ears."
C24:i5.KING-6 speaks into his radio: "<:: K-6 to Q-7, are you 10-6? Might need an additional here. ::>"
[CCA-CWU] Lucy Russell: "Right, I'm in hazmat, since you claimed it to be unknown."

Despite being ordered otherwise, the sticky man slowly makes his way to the warehouse entrance, seemingly intent on leaving. The protector is having none of it, whirling their stunstick in the air and letting it crash down onto the man's head.

**** C24:i5.KING-6 rushed up to the man as he hit is fucking skull in
Alex Weaver says "Hey!"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Hmph. ::>"
Lucy Russell says "Christ. I don't even want to touch him, at this point."

The officer's stunstick gets stuck to the man's head!

C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Shit! ::>"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: I can't...get it off! ::>"
Lucy Russell says "Hold the stunstick, and drag him."
*** C24:i5.KING-6 struggles with his stunstick, attempting to get it off the man's head.
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Lemme just... ::>"
[LOOC] C24:i5.KING-6: Can I strength roll for it?
Alex Weaver says "Wh- Ms. Russell, there must be some sort of chemical that makes glue liquid again, right?"
Lucy Russell speaks into his radio: "Code blue."
Lucy Russell says "Indeed. He needs to be taken to the quarantine shower to get that washed off."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Well congradulations! You've turned me into a fucking popcicle!"
*** C24:i5.KING-6 began dragging the man as his stunstick's still attached to his head.
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Let's...go. ::>"
The officer's hands get stuck to the man as he goes to pick him up
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Oh no."
Lucy Russell says "Do *not* let him touch anything."

The unlikely group start making their way to the CMU clinic. They are surely a spectacle as two hazmats, one officer and one completely white man roam the streets.


THE CLINIC

[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Don't touch me!"
[A tall caucasian man seemingly in his...] says "Jesus."
Lucy Russell yells "Back!"
Alex Weaver yells "Stay clear!"
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "I need to get this shit off before it gets hard!"
*** Alex Weaver sighs behind his mask before peeling himself out of the suit
[CCA-CWU] Alex Weaver: "I truly appreciate the quick reaction, Ms. Russell!"
[CCA-CWU] Lucy Russell: "Yeah- yeah- No problem- Fuck-."
[CCA-CWU] Alex Weaver: "Is everything alright up there? Need extra hands? I'm still in the vicinity."

Whatever they are using in the shower...it don't work. It seems to make the problem worse.

*** [A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] steps back with a glove and a baton stuck to his head.
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "I need air! I can't breathe!"
Lucy Russell says "Well, scientist? Got any ideas, or are we just letting this guy's throat seal?"
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Help."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Okay."

***' Did the CP manage to free himself?

[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "If he panics. It will be worst."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "Please let me get some air!"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Uhh."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "*Coughing*."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "*Coughing*."
Alex Weaver says "Some weak acid perhaps?"
Alex Weaver says "To dissolve the glue?"

[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "*Coughing*."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Seems like it's making worse. ::>"

Indeed the CP is free. Though his glove and baton are quite comically stuck to the man.

[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "Which glue is it."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "*Coughing*."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Normal glue?"
Alex Weaver says "No clue."

The glue covered man has a mind of his own, once again he starts to walk away despite being ordered to stay in the quarantine. Paradoxically he walks towards where he just came from. The adrenaline must make him think he'd breathe easier outside.

[In front of you is a man standing at ...] yells "STAY INSIDE."
Lucy Russell yells "Where the fuck are you going?"
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] yells "Air! Need air!"
*** Alex Weaver quickly throws his suit back on

Alex, who had gone away from the situation just minutes prior, now gets back into the thick of it...

[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "*Coughing*."
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] says "*Coughing*."
Alex Weaver says "Do you have some weak acid?"
Alex Weaver says "Vinegar perhaps?"
[A creature far beyond the recent fabr...] yells "I can't blink anymore!"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "That is our best bet."
Lucy Russell says "I've already applied yellow compound, and *apparently* that made it worse."
Alex Weaver says "It could dissolve away the glue! Certainly better than doing nothing!"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Vinegar otherwise the man will die."

Alex looks at the man dumbfounded. Had the scientist, who most definitely has access to all sorts of acids and chemicals, just told him to buy vinegar at a... store?

[In front of you is a man standing at ...] yells "Get vinegar!"
Alex Weaver says "*Do you have vinegar*?!"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] yells "NO JUST!"
*** C24:i5.KING-6 just stares at the glue man.

Alex, despite knowing better, rushes outside to look for a store. As expected at such a late hour, none of them are open.

Lucy Russell says in Russian "Целесообразный венок'металлургический."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "Pour the vinegar over his chest and head first."
Alex Weaver says "None of the stores are open... You can't possibly tell me the BRI has no weak acids in storage?!"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says in Russian "Синяк'неразрывно схема таракан пускай познавать!"
Alex Weaver says "Good grief!"


SNUFFED OUT





It seems it is too late. The chemical failed...and now the man has gone so stiff, he is almost like a statue. Lucy and Alex still scramble desperately to find a solution to their predicament. The man had already died beneath them, their life having been snuffed out by the glue.

Lucy Russell yells "Get something stronger than yellow compound. I don't give a fuck if we burn his face, breathing is a priority!"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Nope."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: I think he's...dead. ::>"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Nothing."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "How did this happen."
*** Alex Weaver pants heavily, having ran to and fro Victory without anything to show for it.
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Yeah. Dead ::>"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Dead as never."

Laurentia Berrycloth strolls into the clinic, causing Lucy and Alex to usher her out again.

Lucy Russell yells "Get out!"
Alex Weaver says "If I knew I'd tell you! This person suddenly appeared in the warehouse."
Lucy Russell yells "Out!"
Alex Weaver says "Dear, leave."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "OUT."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "MOVE."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] yells in Russian "Обедня."
Lucy Russell says "Mhm."
*** C24:i5.KING-6 let out a sigh.
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Dump that chemical if you have it, on his face. I want my stunstick back. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "He suddenly appeared in the warehouse and fell into a tub of glue that I had no idea the CWU had in storage!"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Damn. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "Dear, you can't be in here..."
[Her face has droped on her right side...] says (to you) "Wokwow!"
Alex Weaver says "Yes, it's Weaver... Please, do leave."

Laurentia slowly leaves... it's for her own sake.

*** C24:i5.KING-6 dropped his last remaining glove on the man's face, using it as a cover for his boot to be place on. He'd grab the stunstick with both hands as he attempted to pull out the stunstick
** C24:i5.KING-6 has rolled a Strength d20, they rolled 4 out of 20. Adding +5 from their attribute roll, and +2 from their attribute boost, the total is 11.
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Let...go...bastard! ::>"

The CP cannot manage. Like the many before King Arthur...He cannot pull the 'sword from the stone'.

[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "Advice of a professional BRI."
Lucy Russell says "Right... I need this body out of my clinic, before it hardens to the fucking floor."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "Don't get people covered in glue."
*** Alex Weaver sounds distressed. "There's... nothing we could have done, right?"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Yeah, get it out of here. Stunstick's a lost cause. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "His fate was set in stone the moment he fell into the glue... No?"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Red compound could have worked."
*** Alex Weaver turns to the scientist on his left, lashing out. "Well, why didn't you give it to him then?!"
Alex Weaver says "Nothing we could have done would have saved him..."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "I don't have any."
Alex Weaver says "As far as I'm concerned you only stood beside him, doing nothing... *you could have at least suggested it to us!*."
Lucy Russell says "The quarantine shower *alone* should have gotten the glue off of him."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "The problem is."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "Red is stronger than yellow, as far as I know."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "Yellow *made it worse*."
Alex Weaver says "I do not care."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "The shower didn't work."
Alex Weaver says "We should have tried *everything* in our power..."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "And the production of the red compound would have taken too long."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "He would have sufficated in the process."
Alex Weaver says "Hmpgh..."

Lucy now confronts the BRI scientist.

Lucy Russell says "You realise red is like, more of a cleansing agent?"
Lucy Russell says "Internal, not external."
Lucy Russell says "There's a reason we use yellow for equipment cleansing."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Maybe could have cleared his breathing paths."
Lucy Russell says "You'd fucking kill him if you put that down his throat."
*** Alex Weaver simply stares at the corpse, no facial expression is visible but his emotional state is readily apparent by his intonation and what he is saying.
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "We don't have a list for anything. We don't keep track of shit or know what shit does."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "I hate my Director."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Unable to do jackshit."
Lucy Russell says "So, let me get this straight. You don't know the difference between sanctioned and unsanctioned in terms of experiments, and now you don't know jack shit about the chemicals we use?"
Lucy Russell says "The fuck do you research? Ass wiping?"

It seems that when the yellow compound was used, he was already too far gone. The glue had solidified too far already.

Alex Weaver says "What *do* you know, scientist?"
*** C24:i5.KING-6 gave a few comical kicks to the man's exterior glue cucoon.
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "There wasn't even training. All is self-training basically. And no I never used sanctioned or unsacntioned in terms. And I never dealt with red or yellow compound, because I haven't gotten to it and there is no list for us that provides the BRI. Because the entire BRI is a fucking mess. The DIrector is unable to properly train us neither nor being able to provide us with sharts of chemical we use and despite that. I."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "Despite that I use some chemicals and it worked. Don't ask me how I got here."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "It worked *all the times*."
Lucy Russell says "Holy. Fucking. Shit."
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "You see now the fucking problem of the BRI?"

As the cop kicks the dead man, a piece of his shoulder quite literally chips off.

Lucy Russell says "Yeah, I do."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Jesus, shit came off. ::>"
Lucy Russell says "Could you *not* tear of pieces of a dead body in my clinic?"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says "I am shaming myself that I don't know much off it - I never studied anything in scientist. I was trying to become a diplomat."
Alex Weaver says "What is your name?"
[In front of you is a man standing at ...] says (to you) "Andrej."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Technically I didn't *tear* it off. Just gave it a little shrug and it came off. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "Go on."
Lucy Russell says "Christ..."
Andrej Iljin says (to you) "Go on?"
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Anyways ya'll should've disposed of this body five minutes ago. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "Andrej who?"
Andrej Iljin says (to you) "Iljin."
Alex Weaver says "Mhm."
Andrej Iljin says (to you) "Why?"
Lucy Russell whispers "I'll handle it."
Andrej Iljin says "Feeling making myself here the fool, but don't blame me."
*** C24:i5.KING-6 let out a vo-coded sigh, knowing he'd have to spend credits on a new stunstick.

Apparentely, that was all that was going through his mind.


THE BODYBAG

Andrej Iljin says "Okay, now the *next* question is."
Andrej Iljin says "How do we get rid of the body."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Pretty sure you can grab it. ::>"
Andrej Iljin says "Without having glue on us neither having the body destruct it."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: It's already solidified. ::>"
Andrej Iljin says (to you) "Which fucking glue was that agin."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Or put him in a body bag. ::>"
Andrej Iljin says "Too small for that now."
Lucy Russell says "What a mess..."
Alex Weaver says "Truly."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Make sure you cut off the stunstick and dispose of it. Can't have that lying around somewhere. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "We could incinerate him... Her... Whoever this person was."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Yeah. ::>"
Alex Weaver says "Although I'm not sure that this wouldn't produce toxic fumes..."
Lucy Russell says "Acid would be better. The glue might melt and put out the flames."
Lucy Russell says "That, and toxic fumes, yes."
Alex Weaver says "Mhm, yes... Does the CMU have an acid tub on hand?"
Lucy Russell says "No, we send our bodies to you guys for disposal."
C24:i5.KING-6 says (to you) "<:: I'd say, don't be too harsh on yourselves. Guy sealed his fate the moment he was fiddling around with unknown substances at a place he clearly didn't belong in. ::>"
Andrej Iljin says "Okay."
Alex Weaver says "We *could have done something*..."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Could've, should've. Whatever. ::>"
Lucy Russell says "We tried. Some of us tried."

Alex Weaver says "Right... Bodybag, acid bath, drink until we forget."

Andrej Iljin says "Okay."
Lucy Russell says "Now, it's over. Just another body. And I hate to say that, but it is what it is, in this business."
Andrej Iljin says "We can use sulfuric acid."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Yeah. ::>"
Andrej Iljin says "We need a *PLASTIC TANK*."
Alex Weaver says "Yes..."
Alex Weaver says "You can leave."
C24:i5.KING-6 says "<:: Alright, it's been real. Thanks for the...assist. ::>"

The officer walks off, their stunstick still glued into the man's head.

Alex Weaver says "Ms. Russell? Where would the CMU's body bags be?"
Lucy Russell says (to you) "Right now, I don't even think its worth putting him in one. Regardless, I can get one."
Alex Weaver says "Mhm, it's the least we can do... Not show off his recently deceased corpse for all the world to see."
Alex Weaver says "Not in the state it's in, anyways..."
*** Lucy Russell picks up a bodybag, sighing.
Alex Weaver says "Right... Uh... How do we do this?"

As Lucy closes the door, the man's foot is hit. It falls off.

Lucy Russell says "Probably best to try and fold his arms in, the normal way- For fucks sake."
Alex Weaver says "I..."
*** Alex Weaver sighs
Alex Weaver says "We're going to have to break off his arms, aren't we?"
Lucy Russell says "That, or we just get a fucking dustpan, and fucking smash him in."
Alex Weaver says "I don't see how he will fit if we don't... Uhh... Make him smaller..."
Lucy Russell says "Just... Just, fucking snap his arms off, and put them in the bag."
*** Lucy Russell moves her hand up to wipe sweat off of her head, which just results in her palm gently hitting the top of her mask. She grumbles as she lowers her hand.

*** Alex Weaver audibly sighs behind his mask, placing his knees on each of the man's shoulders. He grabs hold of the arms, bending them towards him in an effort to snap them off
*** Alex Weaver mumbles under his breath. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry."



The first arm comes off! And with it, the reality of what you are doing sinks in like the glue in the fibres of this man's skin. You monster.
*** Alex Weaver snaps off the second arm in much the same way. He starts breathing heavily as he does so, sniffling as he is done.
Alex Weaver says "Right... He should... Fit his coffin now..."

*** Lucy Russell moves the bag over to the body. "Right, just, push him in. And put the arms in."

*** Alex Weaver takes the man's head, lifting it up gently as he begins to slide the bodybag onto the corpse.
*** Alex Weaver moves on to the back, lifting it up by holding it with one hand from underneath. He continues sliding the bodybag along the corpse, enveloping the once vibrant person in their plasticy tomb.
You manage to drag the man a few feet, almost to the bag. But just as you do so, his head snaps off into your hands in a horiffic manner. Half of his upper spine comes with it...
*** Alex Weaver flinches as the man breaks apart completely. He continues holding onto the pieces of the corpse, seemingly in shock. He changes his approach, now haphazardly stuffing the parts of the corpse into the bodybag, trying to make the whole affair pass as quickly as humanly possible.
*** Lucy Russell begins to gag as the head comes off, and the spine with it.
***' the man's breathing continues to get heavier and faster as the agonizing process continues
*** Lucy Russell moves down, helping Alex to bag the man up, resisting the urge to throw up.
What you are eventually left with is a lopsided bag of ice white limbs and random chips of skin. Though, you manage to bag him up.

*** Alex Weaver turns away from the body bag, retching under his mask
Alex Weaver says "This... Is... By far... The worst thing I've had to do..."
*** Alex Weaver says under heavy breaths
*** Lucy Russell turns herself away as well, leaning against the wall in front of her. "Ugh... Augh..."

Alex Weaver says "*I had to tear that person to shreds*..."
The mental image of the head ripping from the man's spine plays over in your heads. Perhaps it will stain your memories forever.
*** Lucy Russell hears that, and can't take it. A retching sound is heard, followed by Lucy slumping over, fainting.

*** Alex Weaver sniffles under his mask...
***' the hazmat walks up to the body bag, hoisting it over his shoulder, groaning as he does so.
Even through your hazmat, you can feel a leg poking into your back. A hand on your shoulder...
*** Lucy Russell remains passed out on the ground.
Alex Weaver says "I'm... I'm so sorry, Ms. Russell."
Alex Weaver says "Lucy?"

*** Alex Weaver walks up to the fainted person, shaking her gently.
*** Lucy Russell remains perfectly still, unconscious. A faint smell of vomit eminates from her hazmat.
*** Alex Weaver inhales sharply. He fumbles with the hazmat of Lucy, trying to free her from it. Certainly he's afraid she will suffocate from her own vomit.
*** Jenifer Maesroe came into the hallway, looking at the scene before her.
*** Lucy Russell doesn't help in any way, passed out as the hazmat is pulled off.
Jenifer Maesroe says "What the hell is going on!"
*** Alex Weaver sighs heavily as he turns around to the newly arrived person. "You... don't want to know, Director." he says while sniffling.

The Director would walk in to find the man looming over a passed out Lucy holding a bodybag. It doesn't look like there is a body inside. More random lumps. How suspicious

Jenifer Maesroe says "Your going to tell me everything."
Jenifer Maesroe says "What...Is going on!"
Alex Weaver says "Are you... Alright, Miss?"
Alex Weaver says "Surely... We... Uh... We should dispose of the body first. It's only right."

Does he mean Lucy or the weird lumpy bag?

Jenifer Maesroe says (to you) "Go dispose of it. I will deal with Lucy."
Jenifer Maesroe says (to you) "Come right back here once your done."
*** Alex Weaver simply nods as he hoists up the bodybag once again, carrying it over to the door


THE BURIAL

Alex Weaver, still in hazmat, now carries the bodybag on his shoulder. He limps with every step. He can be heard sniffling. He finally arrives in the warehouse's lower compartements.

*** Alex Weaver solemnly lays down the bodybag. He stands beside it for a few seconds, simply looking at it. His radio goes off, reminding him of the other agonizing thing he has to do after getting rid of this body.
[CCA-CWU] Jenifer Maesroe: "Mr Weaver, return to the clinic QUICKLY....I need to know whats going on."
*** Alex Weaver goes into the storage area, rolling out a barrel full of a highly corrosive substance. He places it down next to the bodybag, pausing for another moment. He answers the radio right after.

[CCA-CWU] Alex Weaver: "I will return, yes, once this is over with..."

Are you really about to submurge a man in acid? Imagine if this was your funeral...
*** Alex Weaver has already taken off the top of the acid barrel, he pauses for a second. He starts holding a funeral speech for the unknwown labourer...
The tomb of the unknown labourer would be the air itself.

Alex Weaver says "Whoever you were... This is no way to go. You had aspirations, dreams, family, friends."
Alex Weaver says "Snuffed out..."
Alex Weaver says "All of it..."
Alex Weaver says "I'd..."
Alex Weaver says "I'd..."
Alex Weaver says "I would..."
Alex Weaver says "I would bury you..."
Alex Weaver says "But I am neither physically... Nor... In any other way able to..."
Alex Weaver says "Do understand... I did everything in my power."

A small white butterfly lands on the shoulder of the man upon the closure of his words.
*** Alex Weaver unceremoniously hoists up the bag, setting it down on the barrel before submerging the bag... the body bag... the person in the acid.



As the body decends, a woosh of white dust comes flying out of the barrel. Along with a light corrsosive gas. Probably a result of the glue mixing with the acid.
***' the man quickly closes up the barrel, having done their terrible deed.



Alex Weaver says "Vent-ventilation sho-should take care of tha-t."
*** Alex Weaver says this to no one in particular, not even himself
The man bubbles and boils, before the water turns in the barrel, making him into a mere slush.

*** Alex Weaver sighs one more, rolling the barrel back into storage
The man would appear to be completley disintegerated. All that remains are a few teeth bubbling on the top of the acid. However, they are taken from sight, atleast, physical sight, as the lid of the barrel is sealed. Much like the fate of the man inside and the fate of Alex's mental trauma from today's events.

Alex solemnly trods over to the clinic.


THE INTERROGATION

Alex Weaver says "Director."
Jenifer Maesroe says (to you) "Follow me."
Jenifer Maesroe says (to you) "Explain everything to me, from start to finish."

The pair walk over to Lucy's unconcious body. She was laying on a hospital bed.

Alex Weaver says "How- is- she is going to be just fine, right?"
Jenifer Maesroe says "She is unconcious and I dont know why."

*** Alex Weaver sighs, before starting to talk. He starts talking on several occasions, all unsuccesful, except one...
Alex Weaver says "Well... It wasn't anyone's fault..."
Unbenknown to Alex, his suit would be emitting a foul stench. A mixture of burning chemicals, soaked in adhesieve and copper. It fills your nostrils like a poison.

Alex Weaver says "This... I don't know who..."
*** Jenifer Maesroe fans her nose a little at the eminating smell....This one, was certainly more potent than she was used to.
Jenifer Maesroe says "Stop spitting out nonsense to me and get to what happened!"
Alex Weaver says "This person... I have but a single clue who they were or how they entered the warehouse... They fell into a container of glue I had never seen before in my life!"
Alex Weaver says "I... Was frightened to say the least... An unknown man, covered in an at first unknown substance stumbled in my direction..."
Alex Weaver says "There was an officer in the warehouse... He and I, we held the man back... I contacted Miss Russell over the radio, saying we needed urgent medical attention at the warehouse..."
Alex Weaver says "It turned out the man had covered themselves entirely in glue!"
Alex Weaver says "So we... The protector, Miss Russell and I, ferried him to the CMU quarantine showers, trying to wash off the glue..."
Alex Weaver says "And oh my... It didn't help!"
Alex Weaver says "We... We didn't have much time, the glue was sealing up his airways..."

The smell grows in the air like a plague. The odore truley is the embodyment of death, rising like fumes from the lowest depths of hell.

Alex Weaver says "There was this... God forsaken researcher... He didn't help either... Yellow compound didn't help either... Nothing we died could save him...."
*** Jenifer Maesroe had become accustomed to this smell by now, given her plethora of experiences in life. She was no longer fased by it.....Odd!
Jenifer Maesroe says "Any idea's on the type of glue it was? It was in YOUR warehouse after all."
Alex Weaver says "No! I have never seen that type of glue before!"
*** Alex Weaver sounds sincere as well as distressed

Jenifer Maesroe says "Why did no one try to page a doctor or myself?"
Alex Weaver says "Oh we did page! I screamed into the radio, Miss Russell was the only one to answer!"
Alex Weaver says "And well... This next part... This is where Miss Russell and I... I don't want to talk about it..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Tell me."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Why is she now unconcious!"
*** Jenifer Maesroe was beginning to get frustrated.

Alex Weaver says "Well... The position in which he died... Made it impossible.... To put him into a bodybag... We... Tried bending him, but the glue meant that... That... That... His bones... They snapped! We... *I tore this man to shreds!*."
*** Alex Weaver breaks down, crying behind his mask. "I had to rip this man up, to give him the humanity of being covered in his death..."
Alex Weaver says "Of being... In the bodybag, making it unable for the world to see the horrible way in which he died..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "This doesnt answer my question."

*** Alex Weaver covers his mask with his gloved hands, sniffling loudly
Alex Weaver says "She... Couldn't take it anymore, I sup-suppose... She b-broke do-wn."

Alex Weaver says "Wh-when I h-had to te-ear that man's he-head off... *half his spine came with it!*... Miss Ru-Russell fainted, vomiting into her suit."
*** Jenifer Maesroe comes to the realisation on why Lucy was now unconcious. She swayed a little, having been mentally knocked back by the explaination. She composed herself, before responding
Jenifer Maesroe says "Right...yes I can, certainly see why you...Might be....Upset. Take off that suit and err...Sit in the psychiatry room."

Alex Weaver says "We did... We did everything we could..."
Alex Weaver says "Director, he still died!"
Alex Weaver says "His fate was... Set in stone... Right?"
Alex Weaver says "He... I..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Calm down....For a moment. Remove that suit and sit in the room to your right for me. I'll be with you in just a moment."


FORGETTING

Alex does as he is told, he has no mental resistance to anything having been forced to relive this traumatic event.
***' the unzipping of a suit, the folding of a plasticy fabric and the sniffling of a mentally broken man can be heard from the neighbouring room
*** Jenifer Maesroe looks over lucy for a moment, placing her right hand over her forehead and gently storking her head back, accross her hair. She speaks softly, saying "Im sorry Lucy, for what you witnessed. Believe me when I say, I have seen things like that was well. Its certainly not easy." She lifts her hand and moves away from the bed, knowing that Lucy will, eventualy, wake up and need the same counceling.
*** Lucy Russell remains unconscious, letting the horrors of the night drift away.
*** Jenifer Maesroe sits herself onto the sofa, looking at Mr Weaver for a moment.
Alex Weaver says "Did you hear everything you need?"
Jenifer Maesroe says "Indeed."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Would appear, that Lucy fell into a state of shock, unsurprisingly."
*** Alex Weaver grumbles something in response
*** Jenifer Maesroe heard what?
***' It sounded like "Sure appears to be that way."
*** Jenifer Maesroe nodded gently, not replying to the grumble.
Jenifer Maesroe says "Tell me how your feeling, Mr Weaver."
Alex Weaver says "I feel like..."
*** Jenifer Maesroe removes her hat, placing it to her left hand side

Alex Weaver says "I-."
Alex Weaver says "I should have done something..."
Alex Weaver says "*Could* have done *something*..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "What do you think, you could have done?"
Alex Weaver says "Saved a life today... Had I acted quickly enough..."
Alex Weaver says "Had I... Not held him up... Wanting to know why... He... Was in the warehouse..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "What do you mean?"
Alex Weaver says "Had I... Had we ferried him into the CMU *directly* after the fall..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Did you see him fall?"
Alex Weaver says "Yes... We didn't know *what* he was covered in... We... Wanted to keep him where he fell... To not contaminate anything..."
Alex Weaver says "But it was *glue* he was covered in... How could I have been so stupid..."

Jenifer Maesroe says "You weren't to know. No one blames you for not knowing."
Alex Weaver says "*I do*."
Jenifer Maesroe says "I dont."
*** Alex Weaver turns to look at her for a few seconds, before once more focusing his gaze onto the tiled floor

Alex Weaver says "A young man didn't have to die today... And if it was anyone's fault, it was mine..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "I dont believe that to have been the case. They were already covered in the stuff. Any inhalation, would have happened before your arrival and started setting, before you even knew about it."
Alex Weaver says "That is not true... And you know it, Director."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Why isn't it true?"
Alex Weaver says "Had we found... Something... That could dissolve this glue... He'd be strolling out of this clinic right about now..."
Alex Weaver says "I... I *did* suggest a weak acid..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Dont blame yourself for not being able to tac-."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Acid might have caused more damage."
Alex Weaver says "To no avail... It is common knowledge that... That flour mixed with vinegar has adhesive qualities... And well... Things that are alike dissolve in one another... Vinegar would have saved that man's life."
Alex Weaver says "More damage than being *dead*?"
Jenifer Maesroe says "You did-."
*** Jenifer Maesroe speaks softly, saying "Listen to me, for a moment...."
Jenifer Maesroe says "You did everything you could, with all that you knew at the time. Adrenalin sets in and unfortunatly, can cause the brain to go into overdrive. In thse moments, time flys past quicker than usual, or feels like it does. Your not to be blamed, for making the efforts and trying to save their life. I have been there myself, many times, having lost patients on my operating beds. It sucks, but not everyone can be saved."

Alex Weaver says "There's this saying... Among medical professionals..."
Alex Weaver says "One out of five... One out of five..."
Alex Weaver says "If only one out of five patients die, a doctor is doing a good job."
Jenifer Maesroe says "To a point, yes."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Preferably none at all, if it can be helped."
Alex Weaver says "My quota is five out of five... Isn't it?"
Jenifer Maesroe says "Why?"
Alex Weaver says "One man I could have saved... One man I didn't save."
Jenifer Maesroe says "How is that a five out of five, then?"
*** Jenifer Maesroe tilts her head with curiosity and mild concern.
Alex Weaver says "One hundred percent..."
Alex Weaver says "Director... I really just need a bottle of hard liqueur in my hand... to forget all of this."
Alex Weaver says "I... I do appreciate you talking to me..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Want some company? Been a while since I had a drink."
*** Jenifer Maesroe smiles gently at the man, trying to give them some comfort
Alex Weaver says "If you don't mind me getting drunk..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Of course not. You do as you see fit."
Alex Weaver says "I... I don't drink... Haven't in about... Twelve years... You don't... Have any liqueur on you, right?"
Jenifer Maesroe says "I have a bottle in my cabinet. Want me to get one?"
Alex Weaver says "I'd be happy to reimburse you..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "No need."
*** Jenifer Maesroe gets to her feet and leaves the room briefly

*** Jenifer Maesroe places down two glasses, taking the bottle of wiskey she has and pouring out a double shot into each glass. She leaves the bottle on the table and takes a glass, handing it to Mr Weaver whilst retaining the second in her left hand
*** Alex Weaver briefly looks up, taking the glass. He takes a first big gulp, sighing after having done so.
Alex Weaver says "Thank you, dearly."
Jenifer Maesroe says "You're welcome."
*** Jenifer Maesroe starts to sip the wiskey and...Pulls a really funny looking face, coughing slightly. She clearly wasnt a wiskey drinker.
Jenifer Maesroe says "Ugh God!"
Jenifer Maesroe says "How do people drink this on the regular!"
*** Jenifer Maesroe chuckles gently
Alex Weaver says "Mhm."

*** Alex Weaver continues staring at the tiled floor
*** Jenifer Maesroe continues to drink from the glass, slowly and in little sips.
***' There appears to be an underlying tension in the room, as the two didnt speak to one another.
*** Alex Weaver takes a second, big gulp from his glass, finishing it in its entirety. He stands up and without saying a word, pours himself a second glass.
*** Jenifer Maesroe looks up at Mr Weaver as they pour themself a second glass
*** Alex Weaver sits back, idly taking another big swig from the glass.
Alex Weaver says "Things like these happen, huh?"
Jenifer Maesroe says "Unfortunatly they do."
Alex Weaver says "I could never be in the C-M-U..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "It was a lot tougher in city two."
Jenifer Maesroe says "The things I have seen, a lot worse than what you witnessed today."
Jenifer Maesroe says "You could go as far as saying, that I have become a little more heartless to these things."
*** Alex Weaver turns to look at her again. "Mhm... I can hardly imagine something more terrible than having to tear someone apart whose death was caused by one's own inaction... then again... I don't think I want to imagine what you've been through."
*** Jenifer Maesroe smiled gently, looking to the wiskey bottle on the tabel, reminiscing in the things she has been a witness to.
Jenifer Maesroe says "Forgive the smile, its more of a self defence thing, if that makes sense. I could tell you stories, but they would make your skin crawl."
Alex Weaver says "I would appreciate having only one nightmare-fueling story living in my head."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Indeed."

ON THE BORDER - ALMOST

The alcohol made Alex's tongue looser, he actually spoke his mind about topics... perhaps that's why he doesn't drink.

*** Alex Weaver finishes his second glass in another big gulps. He sets it down onto the table.
Alex Weaver says "It's... I mean compared to..."
*** Jenifer Maesroe downs the rest of the wiskey and moves to the table, pouring out a second double, the returning to her seat once more
Alex Weaver says "This world..."
Alex Weaver says "It used to be different."
*** Alex Weaver simply stands up again, taking his empty glass and filling it up again with whiskey.
Jenifer Maesroe says "Thats very true, but accidents in the work place have forever been prevelant."
Alex Weaver says "Has a city two forever been prevelant?"
*** Alex Weaver takes another big swig from his glass after having said this statement.
Jenifer Maesroe says "It was formerly known as London."
Jenifer Maesroe says "And now, its under siege."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Hence why I am here."

Alex Weaver says "*Under siege*? Do go on."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Zombie infestations surround the city borders, rebel groups are rampant and fighting in the name of "Her majesty!" The hospital I was working at, delapidated and at the time of my departure, struggling to get supplies. It became a hell hole, in the last three years. Everday, I woke up in the hospital, as I had no where else to sleep, fearing that at any moment, I coould have someone walk to me and try to kill me."
Alex Weaver says "Sounds gruesome..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "It was."

Alex Weaver says "Just like anywhere else on this godforsaken planet, eh?"
He quickly follows up, noticing what he had just said. "Zombie infestation, huh? They are horrible... There was one today."

Alex Weaver says "Directly under Victory..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Good lord!"
Jenifer Maesroe says "They are becoming more prevelant these days."

Alex Weaver says "God... How have we left our once beautiful blue marble to you youngsters..."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Its not your fault."
Jenifer Maesroe says "Not anyone's fault."
***' almost as if in response to his statement, Alex takes one last swig of his whiskey.

Alex Weaver says "Hm... You and I... We're different in that regard..."
Alex Weaver says "I can always find someone at fault you see..."
*** Alex Weaver starts slurring his words, he is clearly very drunk

Jenifer Maesroe says "I suppose so."

The pair continue getting drunk, ending in them stumbling out of the clinic at a late hour. This event will surely haunt Alex for as long as he lives.

Spoiler: ALASKA

Hell on Earth <- This is a link, click it!

I'd love to hear feedback as well as comments on which characters I should add.

 

[Snowjoku]

We haven't talked much yet, but you could add Jasper Waltz if you like.

 

[Cengiz]

Add Heinrich Tischer and Mustafa Kahraman please

 

[translated_iron]

Updated: Hoxworth, Wilford, Samuel Lacrose
Added: Heinrisch Tischer, Mustafa Kahraman, Bill Eriksonn, Timothy Taylor, Jasper Waltz

 

[translated_iron]

Updated: Raymond, Lacrose
Added: A peek into Alex's mind

 

[Deagantio]

Add everybody's favorite private investigator, Carter/Jason Osborne

 

[translated_iron]

Add everybody's favorite private investigator, Carter/Jason Osborne

Oh hell yeah, private investigator Carter would be a great fit. I completely forgot where I'd first got to know Carter from though...

 

[Liam]

Pops on the street: Super kind & sweet.

Pops hosting a workshift: "THIS IS HOW WE WORKED FOLKS IN THE COAL MINES BACK IN 1893!!!!"

 

[translated_iron]

Pops on the street: Super kind & sweet.

Pops hosting a workshift: "THIS IS HOW WE WORKED FOLKS IN THE COAL MINES BACK IN 1893!!!!"

you're the first one to point it out . Pops is a whole different animal when hosting a shift, he briefly forgets how not to yell.
He just gets nervous around Civil Protection and about the repercussions if something goes wrong, so he needs the labourers to do as he says and only that.

 

[Liam]

you're the first one to point it out . Pops is a whole different animal when hosting a shift, he briefly forgets how not to yell.
He just gets nervous around Civil Protection and about the repercussions if something goes wrong, so he needs the labourers to do as he says and only that.

As the kids would say, that is a "gucci" detail about Pops.

 

[Deagantio]

Oh hell yeah, private investigator Carter would be a great fit. I completely forgot where I'd first got to know Carter from though...

Grandpa, your mind is already slipping. No - Mom told me you were forgetting, but NO! (*sobbing*)

You first met Carter when he was trying to question you about the RDC bombing - which lead to him recovering some stolen food that was taken from your fridge by some other old gremlin guy. Along with Clay. Carter was about to beat the old geezer with one of his many flashlights that he keeps on his person at all times.

Carter even bought you a lemonade

 

[translated_iron]

You first met Carter when he was trying to question you about the RDC bombing - which lead to him recovering some stolen food that was taken from your fridge by some other old gremlin guy. Along with Clay. Carter was about to beat the old geezer with one of his many flashlights that he keeps on his person at all times.

Carter even bought you a lemonade

I can't believe how I forgot that.... My mind is actually slipping, jeez.
Yes, Carter will definitely be added today!

 

[translated_iron]

Updated: Journal
Added: Carter, Jane Doe, Charlotte McMadison

 

[Tarnstean]

Charlotte greatly appreciates pops kind words about her tea <3

 

[Windbomb]

Bernard von Steiner

 

[translated_iron]

Updated: Journal, Rebel Relationship, Loyalist Relationship
Added: Bernard Von Steiner, Devi (Sally)

 

[translated_iron]

Updated: Journal (as per your request @Xushi ), Raymond Saint Albert, Devi (Sally),
Added: Natalia Federova

 

[TheFutureGovernor]

u forgor Arthur Roosevelt

 

[translated_iron]

u forgor Arthur Roosevelt

I forgor

 

[Xushi]

Updated: Journal (as per your request @Xushi ), Raymond Saint Albert, Devi (Sally),
Added: Natalia Federova

i wonder how heartbroken or concerned weaver will be when he finds out that raymond is unironically schizo about the fog....