[Oh no. It's Sollux-Grumpy-Hour again.]

You're all idiots.

[He's staring straight at the camera on his communicator as he says this.]

Doeth no one around here think? You're jumping at the wrong soundest, pissing yourselvesth at a purrbeast meowing, instead of at the sound of wastecansth being tipped over from someone breaking into your hive.

Everyone here is suspicious of the Initiative which sure ok you should be.

But not more than the other people you are stuck here with. What inherently makesth them more trustworthy? We've already had two deal with assholes who go around pulling more shit than the initiative does. Why do you trust them more?

Here let's have a test!!

1. Your neighbor that you don't know very well athks you if he can borrow your lethal laser gun and doesn't say why. Do you give it to him, yeth/no?

2. Your friend that you met here who has been very pleasant two you is suddenly behaving strangely and is running around murdering people. Do you really think they were nice all along or just trying to buy your trust?

3. Thomeone posts on the network about needing an excessive amount of (potentially dangerous) technology and doesn't say why. Do you specifically tell them where two get more and help them without asking any questions at all or say "uh fuck no."

4. A person who was royalty/an important person in their respective world continues two be under the delusion that they still have that same power here and intends two oppress it on the rest of the population. Do you, I don't know, fucking bow and go "Yeth your majesty" or go "who the fuck are you."

If you answered the first response two any of these questions:

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[Have a very annoyed and awkward looking teen. He's still trying to act as proud as possible, but it's not easy given the circumstances. Seeing as his roommates are being TOTALLY unreasonable.]

Someone here must offer instruction in specialized subjects, right? Specifically, in... [He frowns obstinately for a few seconds.] ...cleaning. This wasn't my idea, all right?!

[And with that lovely ending, he cuts off the feed.]


[ooc: I do have a main chores teacher discussed already, but feel free to make fun of him or offer other life lessons that rich kids miss?]

[Jesse's reporting in from the lab, for once, which probably looks a little strange for anyone seeing him in hazmat coveralls for the first time. Look at him. Professional-like. Behind him is a peek at the Initiative's futuristic chemistry equipment, but the focus is on a vial of clear liquid pinched between Jesse's fingers.]

Yo. Remember how I said like a month ago I was working on something? I finished it.

Wait - Um, backing this up a little in case you missed it. We got word a few months back that the U.E.'s been drugging their people with something called verstatsi. A lotta the Exiles that turned up here ended up sick 'cause they couldn't get their fix. A lotta them were dying from the withdrawal. It was pretty bad.

Anyways, I was developing an anti-addictive drug. We tested it this week.

[He taps the vial he's holding, looking pretty proud of himself.]

It's working. Everybody we gave it to stabilized in like under two hours. Cravings totally gone, symptoms gone. And the dose is only once a day, which - if you've ever been on methadone - that is huge, okay.

I know a lotta you are probably like, "Who cares? I'm not a junkie anyway." No, seriously, this shit? This could save your life if the U.E. ever captures you. This is big. We're gonna keep testing it, but I'm making sure the clinic gets stocked A.S.A.P., yo. All my research notes'll be there along with it so I don't gotta sit here explaining science to you for three hours. Everything about dosage... Recipe, too, in case anything happens to me.

So... Yeah. And thanks to Vanadi and Rin for helping me out with getting chemicals. We totally did it, you guys.