⇨ POLARIS 2.0

[ringleaders]

Who: Everyone!
When: Days 110 - 114
Where: Polaris
What: After a mysterious explosion shakes the station, the staff of Polaris struggle to maintain order while the test subjects fight for freedom with the aid of hidden allies. Productivity info is here.
Warnings: More graphic experimentation.

THEORY & CONCLUSION↴ At the midnight between Day 109 and Day 110, something happens. For most people, it won't be clear what - yet, they are shaken by it just the same. Violent tremors appear out of nowhere, rattling the entirety of the Polar station, violent enough to throw sleeping test subjects off their bunks. The source is unclear, but there is a sudden flurry of activity from staff as power flickers and is lost in various parts of the facility. Subjects, for the most part, will be left to their cells while they try to sort things out. The next morning, the staff are late picking people up. It's more like 6:30AM than the usual 6AM when they arrive to take people to the farm, which is a bit of tardiness that is entirely without precedent. Any questions about the incident the previous night will be waved off with the explanation of 'technical difficulties' that have been 'resolved.' ► DELTA: The three new Deltas will be left in their cells for even longer, waiting to be picked up, instructed that they would be escorted elsewhere instead of to the farm. Around 6:45AM some unfamiliar technicians will arrive and tell them that they are here to begin their processing into Delta. They are led into a previously untouched section of the station, where they are invited into a somewhat more intimate medical room to be asked some cursory questions and given a check up. Then, their suits will be removed, and they will be provided with their new uniforms, which they can apply like normal clothes. Delta life begins there. There will be a top level for the initial parts of their processing to be played out. Ultimately, however, they will end up being given a tour of the new Delta facilities, which amounts to a waterfront area that borders the new apartments they'll be staying in, as well a small supply shop where they can pick up an allotted amount of 'amenities' per day, based on their level of productivity and other achievements. This includes luxury items like food, pleasant smelling soaps, or other hygiene related tools. There are even small things like decorations or pictures of other places available, though they are fairly expensive. The first day will mostly involve the processing, a tour, and some basic training regarding the new tools they will be using, such as the mandatory visors and basic computer access. The next day, observation shifts in the farm will start, as will participation in trials. ► FARMING: The Farm will continue as normal, though it seems like there are fewer staff observing it at the moment. The ones that are there seem a little bit more tense than usual. Power is still down in some places, but the Farm is thankfully still active. Sometimes the productivity turn-in scanners might be a bit glitchy, so try not to panic if it measures fewer points than you're due. ► TRIALS: Trials are continuing as projected, though with the most broad of experiments already under way, they may be more selective. If you have an idea for a trial you can be sure to share it with the staff, and they will take it under advisement! Any information you want to provide is encouraged, they will say, especially if it involves notable traits about you or your fellow test subjects - or perhaps behavioral patterns you've noticed. You might even be rewarded!

Comments

[osteothropy]

"Yeah," Sans agrees, a weird mixture of both resigned and determined. Resigned to what's happening, but determined to follow through. "However long we gotta do this... I'm gunna keep moving up." Till they get somewhere else, anyway, which is hopefully ASAP.

He looks at the tablet, and turn moves to turn it off. His voice sounds a little bit tenser.

"Some parts of this place... it's almost like being home. Kinda weird."

[prazerbutterfly]

"Same here," he confirms, his back oozing into the furniture he's in, "If we're stuck here, we may as well make ourselves comfortable. I've no objections to whatever tasks they hand me." Being that Sans was the only one he didn't really want to screw over in all of Polaris. Not again. "Though it seems Deltas work together more than against."

"Which 'home'?" he asks, Sans' name on the tip of his tongue but not voiced in case they were being recorded.

[osteothropy]

"The first one," he says, tapping his finger on the tablet even though it's been turned off. "I grew up as an academic, y'know that? Probably how I ended up in Epsilon to start with. Less experimenting on people, I guess, but... not completely absent."

Most of that stuff wasn't part of his department, but it doesn't mean it wasn't a thing that happened.

[prazerbutterfly]

"I can see that," he muffles, taking another bite from the first apple, a large one this time, and instead of chewing he'll savor it, rolling it over his tongue to taste it. He liked sharing with Sans and was always well appreciative of any information, "It's not why I ended up in Epsilon. I had very little schooling. It's not my strong suit nor is any of that..."

He gestures to the tablet in Sans' hands.

If Tyki took a guess at it, it was likely his abilities, the way he commanded others at home, or how he took on almost a general's stance out in the battle field. Yet he was a fresh Delta and couldn't see himself doing that soon. He'd have to earn that trust and compliance.

[osteothropy]

"Must be your charming personality," he says, with a bit of a tease to it. He kind of doubts that Tyki flipped out during his interview, for instance, since public hysterics didn't really seem to be his thing.

Sans glances over at him. Looks like Tyki is enjoying the apples, as expected. He looks back to his tablet.

"There's a lot of interesting stuff, here. I can see how someone'd get into the whole thing, after a while."

[prazerbutterfly]

The more anyone gets to know him the more they'll realize that he is extremely predictable, if only because he portrays himself that way. He's a simple man, full of pleasures and comforts, eased into a lifestyle of being surrounded by friends and family. And he always, always holds his wild cards until the last minute. Always smiling, always laughing. It's when he's serious that anyone knows something is wrong.

Which is why he acted so differently earlier yet now he's soothed by his surroundings, chuckling at the teasing, "Maybe. I certainly aim to please~"

He looks upwards, eyeing the space above them where the bed lies. He hasn't gone up there yet, "It's quite beautiful, relaxing, charming really. There's a lot I'm already learning that I didn't already know." Just like he had with the carnival.