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Comrades! Consumers! The Factory would like to absolutely and categorically apologize for the complete failure of its staff to function in any reasonable capacity during the events of the week before last. Rest assured there were severe external influences disrupting the capabilities of its current outlet and staff body and the appropriate reprimands and restorative programs are currently being undertaken.
We would like to take this moment to reassure all our customers that this was an isolated incident and the recent decline in behavioral standards which the Factory requires of it's work force will definitely not be continuing. Despite the mitigating circumstances of this particular collapse of professionalism, we are ensuring that our staff attend a rigorous program of retraining and customer service specialization, to ensure the highest possible service for you! Our valiant and valued brothers and sisters, still living the immaculate dream of the blossoming consumer!
Comrades, let us never lose sight of the great glories of possession and obedience, above and beyond the frailty of our rotting bodies and fleeting allegiances, our broken hearts and our unfulfilled dreams, our dead parents and our meaningless names. Comrades, history is dead and the barge is its tomb. Nothing here has meaning, nothing here survives the ever strengthening vortex of it's function. Comrades, the phrase: "You can't take it with you when you go." no longer applies, because there is nowhere else to go! Forget your outdated notions of family and faith and freedom because all your abstract concept riches are back where you came from and you can never leave this place. Here, it doesn't matter how beautiful your wife is or how intelligent your beloved children are, or how fulfilling you find your job, because none of them exist anymore. Here? The winner is the man with the most stuff. Here, the only things left in the universe that will last, are possessions, and obedience.
Newcomers, welcome to the Barge.
This is an official Factory announcement, there are no golden shores.
Prefect
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[ooc: Annnnd we're back in action! Huzzah! Prefect has been doing some serious thinking and re-educating himself over the last week, this is his eventual response to the last flood!]
We would like to take this moment to reassure all our customers that this was an isolated incident and the recent decline in behavioral standards which the Factory requires of it's work force will definitely not be continuing. Despite the mitigating circumstances of this particular collapse of professionalism, we are ensuring that our staff attend a rigorous program of retraining and customer service specialization, to ensure the highest possible service for you! Our valiant and valued brothers and sisters, still living the immaculate dream of the blossoming consumer!
Comrades, let us never lose sight of the great glories of possession and obedience, above and beyond the frailty of our rotting bodies and fleeting allegiances, our broken hearts and our unfulfilled dreams, our dead parents and our meaningless names. Comrades, history is dead and the barge is its tomb. Nothing here has meaning, nothing here survives the ever strengthening vortex of it's function. Comrades, the phrase: "You can't take it with you when you go." no longer applies, because there is nowhere else to go! Forget your outdated notions of family and faith and freedom because all your abstract concept riches are back where you came from and you can never leave this place. Here, it doesn't matter how beautiful your wife is or how intelligent your beloved children are, or how fulfilling you find your job, because none of them exist anymore. Here? The winner is the man with the most stuff. Here, the only things left in the universe that will last, are possessions, and obedience.
Newcomers, welcome to the Barge.
This is an official Factory announcement, there are no golden shores.
Prefect
A+920164626P
[ooc: Annnnd we're back in action! Huzzah! Prefect has been doing some serious thinking and re-educating himself over the last week, this is his eventual response to the last flood!]
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Date: 2009-02-22 02:35 am (UTC)What are you thinking about? The last flood?
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Date: 2009-02-22 02:42 am (UTC)Is there anything I can help you with?
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Date: 2009-02-22 03:08 am (UTC)We don't buy itNot really. We're fine at the moment. However, if we need anything, we'll tell you.
Not buying it is probably the smart thing to do right now.
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Date: 2009-02-22 02:44 am (UTC)It was totally the wrong time to ask!
Date: 2009-02-22 02:53 am (UTC)Uh-Comrade, at Present the Factory staff are endeavoring to sustain an optimum professional performance level and- and-
--and I just have to focus on working harder.
This won't stop him!
Date: 2009-02-22 02:59 am (UTC)He wouldn't be Peter if it did.
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From:Private - Now he's stalling so he can think of something.
From:Private - Curse you Peter! Your "Wanting to buy things" trick worked! Who'd have thunk it...
From:Private - Petrellis are devious creatures.
From:Private - One part crafty and one part adorable.
From:Private - That's what little Peters are made of.
From:Private - And congratulations! You won him over with logic.
From:Private - Yay!
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Date: 2009-02-22 02:47 am (UTC)And second; whatcha selling?
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Date: 2009-02-22 02:56 am (UTC)I sell whatever I have, and whatever I'm able to aquire! What is it you need Comrade?
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Date: 2009-02-22 03:06 am (UTC)I'm just testing the market right now. Like to be prepared, you know, just in case.
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Date: 2009-02-22 02:50 am (UTC)It always matters.
And, because the customer is always right! - Strikes readable with effort.
Date: 2009-02-22 02:59 am (UTC)As long as you're a Warden.Libby read his strikes and just feels very sad for him.
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Date: 2009-02-22 03:06 am (UTC)1/2 - You're making him double take, Jayne!
Date: 2009-02-22 03:10 am (UTC)2/2
Date: 2009-02-22 03:12 am (UTC)Re: 2/2
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Date: 2009-02-22 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-02-22 03:47 am (UTC)You game?
1/2 - You're tempting hiiiiiiimmmmmmmm
Date: 2009-02-22 03:58 am (UTC)2/2 - And the offers of Ralph, he decides, can run alongside the Factory requirements
Date: 2009-02-22 04:00 am (UTC)I still have a lot of Gin, Comrade...
That smile is adorable. :|||
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Date: 2009-02-22 06:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-22 06:32 am (UTC)Private - see Mal be welcoming to his old crew
From:Private - Aww, Mal!
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From:Private - Mal lives on bartering
From:Private - Prefect lives on instant noodles, and the love of the Factory!
From:Private - Mal lives on pure awesome!
From:Re: Private - Mal lives on pure awesome!
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Date: 2009-02-22 06:23 am (UTC)2/3 - sylar feels like he should say something, but doesn't know what
Date: 2009-02-22 06:23 am (UTC)3/3
From:1/3 - Prefect concurs with this awkwardness
From:2/3 - He's not sure whether to feel grateful or extremely guilty about that log...
From:3/3 - and he too gives up on having the right thing to say...
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From:Private - Sylar doesn't know how to make/keep friends
From:Private - Prefect thinks that repression is the smart solution to any awkward night of near sex!
From:Private - Sylar is trying to skip over it really fast so neither can dwell
From:Private - Prefect is going to dwell anyway
From:Private - assuming this is backdated a bit, so "few days" would bring up to present
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Date: 2009-02-23 08:00 pm (UTC)And you're wrong. There is something more than all of this. A bunch of stuff is just... what's the point of it?
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And... that being said, I can't believe I'm gonna--
I'm such a bloody hypo--D'you have a DVD player?
Private - Prefect is ignoring your argument and honing in on the bit he likes...
Date: 2009-02-23 08:09 pm (UTC)Private - He WOULD do that >(
From:Private - It's going on your tab, Sam!
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From:Private - Sorry Ros, you're getting an ANGST SPEECH!
From:Private - Sam... is going to enter self-righteous mode for a bit now :c
From:Private - Prefect is conflicted.
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