audio; un: hob

[100more]

Uh, hello everyone. It looks like we might be here a little longer than we hoped for, unless anyone has figured out how to leave yet.

[ He tries not to sound pesimistic about it. ]

I mean, whoever brought us here threw us a really dull mixer and hasn't made themselves known, so a lot of people are probably looking for places to stay and figuring all that stuff out.

No one's asking my opinion, but I would encourage everyone not to live somewhere too secluded. We don't know what might happen, and if you need help, it may be difficult to reach you. I know most of us probably don't know anything about each other, and it can be difficult to trust strangers, but putting city blocks between you and your nearest neighbor won't make things easier.

That's all.

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[gripper]

( greed breeds innovation. )

Oh, there could be any number of things. Testing new methods for dying, memory adjustments, how much gaslighting it takes until someone breaks, the effect of certain gases on the human—or, in the cases of certain creatures here, non-human—body, so on, so forth... ( hmm. ) Perhaps nothing's started yet. Perhaps they're waiting for paranoia to take the worst of us. Who knows? Until there's something distinctly clear-cut, at least.

[100more]

( Some of those testing ideas sound ridiculous to Hob. Why would anyone need to know those things? )

Well, let's hope that's not the case.