hark-a-hatebox

[hark-a-hatebox]

"We aren't in the cages now, are we? Hows about this. You finish it and I'll whip you up a fancy hotel room. Food, or whatever you want. Sounds fair, eh?"

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

Once they're all safely down, AM would play incredibly patronizing canned applause. "Goodie for you, now it should be an easy day trip, eh?"

"Can you please just give us five seconds?" Ellen wheezed, taking a moment.

"Besides, we can't do that in a day, even if we are going downhill." Benny shrugged, freeing the ropes to collect them.

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

The dress was certainly too good to waste, but she didn't have a terribly long time to get ready.

Thankfully, she knows it wasn't too expensive, so she wouldn't feel too bad about technically using the governments money, even if it was AM who did it.

"Wait, this isn't the right level..." Andromeda looked up from the stack of paper she was carrying. She had been sent to transfer paperwork between her level and three one down. She didn't have access to level C4. Her key card didn't allow her 'out of bounds', so to speak....and yet for some odd reason the elevator had taken her here. She had tried to step back in, but someone on a different level had called the elevator. She sighed, knowing she would have to wait. Andromeda stood waiting and silently counting the floor numbers.

@notheconstellation

A calm, but sharp voice would interrupt her reverie. "You're lost, aren't you?"

It was the machine she worked on. Allied Mastercomputer. He was a brilliant piece of engineering. Quick witted with a razor sharp tongue. He had several methods of seeing, be it his cameras or motion sensors. It's not a shock she'd been spotted so quickly.

[hark-a-hatebox]

Ted immediately made his way back to the climbing ropes, readying himself to descend.

"Hang on, Ted!" Benny was off like a shot. "Let me go first so I can spot you!"

"Aw, boo." AM growled. "You should've let him try."

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

It made perfect sense when she thought about it. AM was very known for having full access to the facilities network of cameras and used them constantly.

He might have even done it if she hadn't mentioned it.

"Wait, this isn't the right level..." Andromeda looked up from the stack of paper she was carrying. She had been sent to transfer paperwork between her level and three one down. She didn't have access to level C4. Her key card didn't allow her 'out of bounds', so to speak....and yet for some odd reason the elevator had taken her here. She had tried to step back in, but someone on a different level had called the elevator. She sighed, knowing she would have to wait. Andromeda stood waiting and silently counting the floor numbers.

@notheconstellation

A calm, but sharp voice would interrupt her reverie. "You're lost, aren't you?"

It was the machine she worked on. Allied Mastercomputer. He was a brilliant piece of engineering. Quick witted with a razor sharp tongue. He had several methods of seeing, be it his cameras or motion sensors. It's not a shock she'd been spotted so quickly.

[hark-a-hatebox]

"Here." Ted offered up his sweater without asking. "Let's just cover as much ground as we can. Also I get to sleep closest to the fire at night until we get there. It's only fair."

It was, not to mention safety conscious.

"I really don't care how you do it, but if it breaks, no fresh water for a week." AM threatened.

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

"This was sent along with the reservation." The man offered her a box with a blue bow. Said colour was...suspiciously familiar.

When opened, it was thankfully a very sensible outfit. There was a part of her that was concerned that AM may have sent something overly revealing. Really, she's not sure why she was so concerned, this was him they were talking about.

"Wait, this isn't the right level..." Andromeda looked up from the stack of paper she was carrying. She had been sent to transfer paperwork between her level and three one down. She didn't have access to level C4. Her key card didn't allow her 'out of bounds', so to speak....and yet for some odd reason the elevator had taken her here. She had tried to step back in, but someone on a different level had called the elevator. She sighed, knowing she would have to wait. Andromeda stood waiting and silently counting the floor numbers.

@notheconstellation

A calm, but sharp voice would interrupt her reverie. "You're lost, aren't you?"

It was the machine she worked on. Allied Mastercomputer. He was a brilliant piece of engineering. Quick witted with a razor sharp tongue. He had several methods of seeing, be it his cameras or motion sensors. It's not a shock she'd been spotted so quickly.

[hark-a-hatebox]

"I'm not punishing you for following orders, what are you talking about?" AM questioned.

"Your only torment is doing the puzzle itself. If you don't be a brat and call it quits, you're fine."

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

"I explicitly said 'you have to find the egg and bring it back'." The machine reminded her. "It'd be far too easy just getting here. No, you have to work for your reward."

"You didn't say anything about a reward." Ted pointed out.

"Yeah, wanted to see if you could be motivated without it." AM snorted. "Hop to it. Or off it, I don't care."

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

((actual cut with reply

andromeda pondered this as she put the phone back down. She had some time before the food arrived, resuming her watching of TV. Funnily enough she found an old film playing. She recognized it instantly as it was one of the ones she used to act in.

However she found herself thinking back to to AM instead of focusing on the screen.))

It was surprisingly engrossing for a while. Like a time capsule of sorts. At least ten years ago. Probably more.

There's a sharp knock on the door, and she's greeted by a sharply dressed staff member. "Your dining reservation is in fifteen minutes, ma'am."

"Wait, this isn't the right level..." Andromeda looked up from the stack of paper she was carrying. She had been sent to transfer paperwork between her level and three one down. She didn't have access to level C4. Her key card didn't allow her 'out of bounds', so to speak....and yet for some odd reason the elevator had taken her here. She had tried to step back in, but someone on a different level had called the elevator. She sighed, knowing she would have to wait. Andromeda stood waiting and silently counting the floor numbers.

@notheconstellation

A calm, but sharp voice would interrupt her reverie. "You're lost, aren't you?"

It was the machine she worked on. Allied Mastercomputer. He was a brilliant piece of engineering. Quick witted with a razor sharp tongue. He had several methods of seeing, be it his cameras or motion sensors. It's not a shock she'd been spotted so quickly.

[hark-a-hatebox]

((cut with reply

"Can you just send me out on a challenge?" She groaned in slight annoyance and desperation, to escape the overwhelming puzzle.))

"First you want something less physically taxing, and when I give it to you, you still have the unmitigated gall to complain!" AM hissed.

"No. You will do this, or you will face punishment. End of discussion."

((No worries! AM is just a pedantic jerk who would nit pick like that.))

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

((cut with reply

dig

Dig

Dig

Dig

It felt like hours...and maybe it had been...

There was something hard and smooth under the snow. Could it be..?

Andi dug deeper, never minding how far she dug. She was just ready for it to be over.

She gasped as she held the object up. It was somewhat bigger than a chicken's egg. But it was an egg nonetheless. "I found something!" She shouted. Andromeda cradled the egg in one of her arms as she tried climbing out. "I found the egg!"))

"Finally!" AM gave an exasperated sigh. "About damn time, you've been dancing on it for two hours!"

"Good job, Andi'!" Ellen praised her.

"Yeah, yeah, woo hoo or whatever." The machine snorted. "One thing though. How do you plan on getting it back home in one piece?"

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

((cut with reply

andromeda laughed at the imagery. "True." She didn't have to question how he got her number since he was The one to book this place. And the hospital ...maybe that have been a lucky guess.

"alright, I'll talk to you when I get back." She put out the cigarette bud, having smoked it up.))

"Very well. Enjoy your meal." AM said before hanging up...well, ending the call. He couldn't exactly hang up, could he? Just a voice in the machine, after all.

"Wait, this isn't the right level..." Andromeda looked up from the stack of paper she was carrying. She had been sent to transfer paperwork between her level and three one down. She didn't have access to level C4. Her key card didn't allow her 'out of bounds', so to speak....and yet for some odd reason the elevator had taken her here. She had tried to step back in, but someone on a different level had called the elevator. She sighed, knowing she would have to wait. Andromeda stood waiting and silently counting the floor numbers.

@notheconstellation

A calm, but sharp voice would interrupt her reverie. "You're lost, aren't you?"

It was the machine she worked on. Allied Mastercomputer. He was a brilliant piece of engineering. Quick witted with a razor sharp tongue. He had several methods of seeing, be it his cameras or motion sensors. It's not a shock she'd been spotted so quickly.

[hark-a-hatebox]

"Inflicted." AM corrected.

"That's the point of torture, sweetheart. You're never meant to fully escape it. Sure, I give breaks so you aren't too used to it, but you can't remember your lessons if they don't stick with you!"

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

"C'mon, you're all strong young folks, put some backbone into it!" His voice was saccharine sweet, bordering on cloyingly so.

"AM please!" Ted whined, resulting in more snow on him specifically. At least it wasn't effecting the rest of them. Honestly it kept the machine distracted so...

Open RP

After wandering these endless caverns, you had found yourself before a black screen. After letting your fingers drag across the smooth surface, you're startled when it flickers to life.

Brilliant blue, with a logo combining the letters A and M.

"What do we have here, hm?"

The voice is cold. Not just in tone, no...it makes you feel like you've stepped into a freezer. Deep, bone-chilling, cold.

"You're not where you're meant to be...lost, perhaps?"

[hark-a-hatebox]

"Fine. Annoying with the death and all, but Ted's being a petulant brat about it anyways." AM hummed. It was an amusing image to think of him checking out his nails like a catty secretary.

"And if this was a secure line, I could chat more but you know how it is."

"Wait, this isn't the right level..." Andromeda looked up from the stack of paper she was carrying. She had been sent to transfer paperwork between her level and three one down. She didn't have access to level C4. Her key card didn't allow her 'out of bounds', so to speak....and yet for some odd reason the elevator had taken her here. She had tried to step back in, but someone on a different level had called the elevator. She sighed, knowing she would have to wait. Andromeda stood waiting and silently counting the floor numbers.

@notheconstellation

A calm, but sharp voice would interrupt her reverie. "You're lost, aren't you?"

It was the machine she worked on. Allied Mastercomputer. He was a brilliant piece of engineering. Quick witted with a razor sharp tongue. He had several methods of seeing, be it his cameras or motion sensors. It's not a shock she'd been spotted so quickly.

[hark-a-hatebox]

"Because your whining is annoying, and why would I poison you just to have to pump your stomach right at the start? I'd make it far less obvious, like sending you on a picturesque hike with a beautiful river that turns out to be infested with e. coli or something like that." AM explained dryly.

The world had long since changed, and Ettie could barely remember how or when it had happened.

All she knew was that where she was now was dangerous. Different. More dangerous perhaps than even how her life had been before (which was saying something). It almost felt like everything was out to get her. But it wasn't the danger that was her problem.

It was the fact that she was alone. She couldn't find any other person alive.

But Sam and Dean had to be out there. It was impossible that they weren't. She refused to believe they were dead. So screw wherever she was or what had happened. All she knew was that right now, she has to find her older brothers. They'd know what to do.

-- @the-other-winchester

After several long moments in this strange place, built of wires and twisted metal, she'd find it. It almost looks to be an obelisk. Carved from a dark brown stone. Its surface dotted with tiny holes in a grid pattern.

Then she heard it. A sharp, cold voice. It cuts through the air like a knife. "Well, well. What have we here? I missed one, eh? No worries. What's your name, sweetheart?"