Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-26854056-20170709205646

Typing this before my flight because I have no self-control whatsoever

Oscar sat, alone, in the dark lab. Trickles of moisture from the heat outside trickled down the wall, affecting his results as he sat hunched over a battered computer, it's artificial, stinging glow being the only illumination in the disgustingly clean area.

Being the only scientist in Serene that didn't choose to be evacuated or executed, funding was obviously cut, leaving enough money for light, air-conditioning and the occasional hot bath, most of the money going towards the steel walls that embraced the facilities itself in order to be protected by... "Rouges".

He reached out for a ready-made sandwich in the small mini-fridge next to him, too distracted in watching the drone cameras he set up all over the place to even pay any attention to the sandpaper like texture of the bread and the mystery mush that was sloppily slapped onto it, making the stale carbohydrate... Repulsively moist and sweaty.

Despite knowing fully well the laboratories intentions from the very beginning, Oscar, surprisingly, still had at least some humanity in him. Always dedicating his time to hopelessly searching for survivors, creating new rescue AI's or trying to develop new cures. All three attempts were unsuccessful.

He glanced at his newest drone, Washigton, in disdain. It was a tiny little floating pyramid, held together with pieces of scrap metal and a bootleg camera that he bought off an antique dealer back in 2399. Bastard couldn't do much help in terms of rescue, so he often just sent him out for little test rides in order to spook a nesting bird or cause petty inconveniences for a tiny pang of entertainment.

He stuffed the rest of the bland sandwich in his mouth, typing out a series of jumbled letters on his keyboard in an attempt to control the damned thing, letting it hover in one place at a halfway point between the laboratory and a cluster of what was presumably civilization as he rummaged around for another glass of black coffee.