deva-there

[deva-there]

most attractive abno?

[deva-there]

deva where?

Under there.

[The faintest of smiles can be seen on her face.]

[deva-there]

*throws a mattress at you*

nap time

:3

[Thwack! It slams right into her.]

Wh—

[Despite her clear confusion, Deva allows the mattress to knock her over. It bounces off, slamming into a gaggle of nearby Clerks; one of them lands rather unfortunately, as the back of their head is rammed into the corner of a container due to their fall, killing them instantly.]

[Deva remains flat on the floor even as the surviving fodder trample and trip over her in their haste to flee.]

[deva-there]

Horror flesh creature getting called a dog, i doubt it, if your so dog translate this: woof woof bark woof bark

-Cobalt anon

Nothing There is not a dog. It is not shaped like a dog, nor does it act anything like a dog. I'm not sure where the "meat dog" thing even came from, but the description is deceptive at best. Furthermore, as it has developed in comprehension skills over time, it has grown less and less tolerant of even potentially dehumanizing interactions such as these.

I can understand humour and its place in processing the horrors of this Corporation, but that same humor can lead you to endanger not only yourself but the entire Facility when it leads you to forget why this place is so horrifying in the first place.

Even the most docile Abnormalities are voliatile and can be set off by things that you believe are harmless fun. Please be careful in the future; the Information Department has worked hard to collect the data that prevents breach events and employee deaths caused by erroneous Work and frivolous interaction. Ensure that our efforts are not in vain.

[deva-there]

This one has prepared tea for Mimicry. It is poisoned.

🧹 Maid Anon 🧹

Awesome. I don't think Mimicry's ever tried poison before.

[Deva carefully, carefully tips the cup's contents into the little mouth that opens expectantly right under the breast of her Suit. Mimicry drinks the blatantly poisoned tea to no apparent effect, although a few moments later Deva goes a bit pale.]

Ough... me neither. I appreciate it. E-enrichment...

[deva-there]

hands you a hand

(human hand)

...Ah. Thanks. I only need two for optimal function, though, so I'll have to drop this off at the nearest Lost and Found...

[deva-there]

hands you a shotgun

(no ammo)

Oh, hey. Thanks.

[She starts chewing on the muzzle.]

[...At the end of the day the thing has been reduced to a useless heap of gnawed material, although some of it is in Deva's stomach.]

[deva-there]

Teaching Nothing There to spell + saying words to it while it has a keyboard = profit apparently

[deva-there]

sibidi skibifi Skibidi backspace dude the backspace key is right thnevermind whatever actually who am I to police how you words

[deva-there]

😔

I've already fixed the employee handbook's page order. Smiley face are you fucking kidding me voice to text doesn't have a little emoticon thing smiley face smiley face colon open parenthesis blast killing people with blasts my blast

— @deva-there

That's...very kind of you. I think you may want to stick to regular text from now on.

Please don't blow anything up...

[deva-there]

Somebody drew dicks all over Singing Machine, but I cannot enter the Containment Cell to clean it (see: Fortitude is above 3).

— @deva-there

...I wouldn't have allowed you to be assigned to do that anyways. It isn't our department's job.

As it stands, it seems it's busy...someone put CENSORED into it, so...leave it be, for now.

Immature behavior... -_-"

[deva-there]

This one has prepared tea for you. It is not poisoned. Enjoy.

🧹 Maid Anon 🧹

Ohh. Splendiferous. Thank you.

[Deva practically chugs the beverage. Mimicry eyes you inquisitively.]

[deva-there]

[Deva is flung into another wall, having been hit significantly harder. She crumples to the ground, only slightly injured, but a mouthful of teabag was forced out of her by the impact.] My tea !

*Hits yuo with a car but only a little bit so nothing actually happens*

[CRASH!!]

[THERE IS A CAR IN HIS OFFICE.]

[Despite your best efforts, Tiphereth, the little guy, is knocked clean over by the (admittedly tiny) impact]

[He is unhurt, but thoroughly stunned]

what ... ?

[... He will have to call for backup later. For now he is trying not to explode on the spot.]

[deva-there]

[Gets on her hands and knees and starts eating the tea bags off of the floor.]

— @deva-there

[ . . . This might as well happen. ]

... Thank you ... Deva ...

I think.

And be careful, those could be from an abnormality ...

[deva-there]

I just cracked my neck so hard that I saw through all of the walls of the Facility and the only thing that wasnt at 17% opacity was Whitenight

[deva-there]

Thoughts on Mirror of Adjustment?

I've never encountered it. I've seen what it can do, though. I appreciate the understated simplicity of its horror.

[deva-there]

[Deva is hopping up and down in front of a camera in Information's Main Room, waving her arms frantically.]

MANAGER, MANAGER!!! THE TRAIN!!!!

— @deva-there

FUCK