welcome to starfield

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[Each inmate wakes up in a cell, with no memory of arriving there or of putting on the full body orange jumpsuit. There is a moderately chunky tablet wired into one of their arms, with dials on the side to flick through the different menus, including a limited note-taking function and a map

None of them are alone in their cells, either.

Whether they choose to leave their cell and explore or just stay and get to know their new roommate, it becomes clear that this place isn't anything like any of them have ever seen. For some, it's devoid of anything even remotely familiar. The door labeled Counselor's office is locked. The Counselor's office and the kitchen and mess hall all have placards stating hours when they're closed - or in the former's case, when "private office hours" will be held.

However they while away the next couple of hours, it seems like they're mostly alone on the ship. For a while, anyway.]

Comments

[toomanybaseballs]

[Uuuuum. He is gonna get out of the closet now there is a big scary man with a big scary fist looking for weapons.]

Wha- What are you doing?

[goldrighthand]

Trying to understand the people behind this nonsense.

[He sets it back down]

There is a reason we have access to these things.

[toomanybaseballs]

...

[He isn't sure why, but what Toko said to him earlier is lingering in the back of his mind. Sure the rules didn't say anything about it, but...]

I dunno, man...

[goldrighthand]

[It's not his fault his first thought is 'how do I kill people with X' when confronted with X



all right, one of his first thoughts.]

You think it random chance?

[toomanybaseballs]

... Well, the profiles did have a section for listing crimes that guy commited - some of them aren't true, by the way.

[goldrighthand]

Some are. The man I woke up gladly admitted to fighting a government.

[Nothing useful here. He'll move out again.]

So, if they go through the bother of bringing us all to a penitentiary and making sure we have no way of fighting back - what, do you think, is their purpose?

[toomanybaseballs]

W-Wait, hold up.

Your roomie said what?!

[Oh great, now he's sharing the same prison with a terrorist.]

[goldrighthand]

[yeah there's one right in front of you too. Akande gives Leon another Unimpressed Look.]

Did you think everyone in here is as inexperienced as you, boy?

[toomanybaseballs]

... I don't know! I don't belong in here!

[What is he doing? He should be slacking off in class right now!]

[goldrighthand]

Then I hope, for your sake, you find your way out - or get used to it quickly.

[because kiddo you are not going to last in here]

[toomanybaseballs]

[That's not vaguely threatening at all.]