Employee 022

Does he know her well? He does, in some respects. The two of them used to be coworkers, back in the day, before some... strange things went down at the office, sealing it from the outside world. Stanley still doesn't know exactly what happened, but he knows that it involves the Narrator and the Curator, possibly even Mariella, and she was a coworker too. He suspects that this is some kind of experiment going on, but he has his doubts about who is involved where. He's pretty sure Thursday doesn't know, though - in fact, he's sure he- she knows less than he does.

He also knows that Thursday is his only real friend. He'll talk to the others in the office, but not the same way he and Thursday have talked. With his friend gone... it's like dying all over again. He needs his friend back, and he's not going to let anything - or anybody - get in his way.

Stanley sends another message, even as the monitor is blinking off and on:

When Vimi comes over, he gives a small smile and a wave. "It's- It's all right. Apparently a lot of things scare me, or so I've been told," he says, trying to make light of his own skittish personality. Being around the Days has helped him in developing that particular skill - making light of things and pretending they don't otherwise bother you, until they really don't bother you anymore.

"They're super nice! Aren't they? They're soo pretty! They pollinate well too! Very yummy! I love em! We have a ton of them back home!"

Does he know her well? He does, in some respects. The two of them used to be coworkers, back in the day, before some... strange things went down at the office, sealing it from the outside world. Stanley still doesn't know exactly what happened, but he knows that it involves the Narrator and the Curator, possibly even Mariella, and she was a coworker too. He suspects that this is some kind of experiment going on, but he has his doubts about who is involved where. He's pretty sure Thursday doesn't know, though - in fact, he's sure he- she knows less than he does.

He also knows that Thursday is his only real friend. He'll talk to the others in the office, but not the same way he and Thursday have talked. With his friend gone... it's like dying all over again. He needs his friend back, and he's not going to let anything - or anybody - get in his way.

Stanley sends another message, even as the monitor is blinking off and on:

He messages back:

Yes, let's go there. I can only be in the shadows, so I'll try to follow that way. If I can't, then I'll have to stay here.

If Vimi leads the way, Stanley will follow, sticking to the shadows as he said. For some reason - that he doesn't understand - he can only manifest where it's dark. If there is too much light, he isn't able to move into those areas. As he follows Vimi, he occasionally pops up under desks and dark areas behind doorways, yellow eyes watching closely for where the headless creature is taking him.

Outside it's another story. From the positioning of the sun, there isn't enough shade close to the garden for Stanley to be able to go there. He does find a tree that's more or less nearby and manages to pop up over there, and watches the people who are in the garden. He can see a brown-haired woman wearing glasses, and... a young man who looks like a ghost. Both are unusual - the ghost for being, well, a ghost; the woman for strikingly resembling Thursday. It's uncanny - that has to be her.

When they get there, they try to puff themself up even more by dispersing the bees. If this works or not, is up for debate, but they did do this either way.

"Hi Thursday! There's a shadow guy here who wants to meet you! Or see you. They have really yellow eyes, and can only be in the shadows! They're cool. I like them! Do you know them?"

Thursday and Timmy are both in the garden when Vimi arrives. The young ghost has gotten over Vimi having no head, although it still is a bit off-putting to him. He remains quiet while Thursday greets Vimi.

"Hey, Vimi! A shadow guy?" Thursday looks up and puts a hand up over her eyes to block out the sunlight. It's a warm day, and with the sky ads inoperable now, the sun is shining down on everything below like it's making up for lost time. She spots the shadow man. "Huh. I've never met a shadow person before. Did he say what he wants?" she asks, a little bit more cautious than she'd have been months before because now she has her baby to worry about.

Stanley waits patiently in the shadow under the tree - as patiently as he can. He's terribly anxious right now. It isn't until Thursday stands up from the work she was doing in the soil that he sees her pregnant belly and he is taken aback. Is that possible? For Thisday to transition and then get pregnant? By whom?!

His shadowy little mind fills with questions as Thursday hikes over to greet him. "Hello!" she says, giving a small wave. "I'm Thursday. I don't think we've met before."

Ah. Well that explains everything. Sort of.

He searches for any electronics on her, locates a phone, and sends a message through it.

Puzzled when her phone goes off, Thursday retrieves the phone from her pocket and reads it.

"Hi! Hello again! Remember me? I remember you! You're Timmy! I'm Vimi! Sorry for scaring you last time! I didn't mean it!"

Does he know her well? He does, in some respects. The two of them used to be coworkers, back in the day, before some... strange things went down at the office, sealing it from the outside world. Stanley still doesn't know exactly what happened, but he knows that it involves the Narrator and the Curator, possibly even Mariella, and she was a coworker too. He suspects that this is some kind of experiment going on, but he has his doubts about who is involved where. He's pretty sure Thursday doesn't know, though - in fact, he's sure he- she knows less than he does.

He also knows that Thursday is his only real friend. He'll talk to the others in the office, but not the same way he and Thursday have talked. With his friend gone... it's like dying all over again. He needs his friend back, and he's not going to let anything - or anybody - get in his way.

Stanley sends another message, even as the monitor is blinking off and on:

He messages back:

Yes, let's go there. I can only be in the shadows, so I'll try to follow that way. If I can't, then I'll have to stay here.

If Vimi leads the way, Stanley will follow, sticking to the shadows as he said. For some reason - that he doesn't understand - he can only manifest where it's dark. If there is too much light, he isn't able to move into those areas. As he follows Vimi, he occasionally pops up under desks and dark areas behind doorways, yellow eyes watching closely for where the headless creature is taking him.

Outside it's another story. From the positioning of the sun, there isn't enough shade close to the garden for Stanley to be able to go there. He does find a tree that's more or less nearby and manages to pop up over there, and watches the people who are in the garden. He can see a brown-haired woman wearing glasses, and... a young man who looks like a ghost. Both are unusual - the ghost for being, well, a ghost; the woman for strikingly resembling Thursday. It's uncanny - that has to be her.

When they get there, they try to puff themself up even more by dispersing the bees. If this works or not, is up for debate, but they did do this either way.

"Hi Thursday! There's a shadow guy here who wants to meet you! Or see you. They have really yellow eyes, and can only be in the shadows! They're cool. I like them! Do you know them?"

Does he know her well? He does, in some respects. The two of them used to be coworkers, back in the day, before some... strange things went down at the office, sealing it from the outside world. Stanley still doesn't know exactly what happened, but he knows that it involves the Narrator and the Curator, possibly even Mariella, and she was a coworker too. He suspects that this is some kind of experiment going on, but he has his doubts about who is involved where. He's pretty sure Thursday doesn't know, though - in fact, he's sure he- she knows less than he does.

He also knows that Thursday is his only real friend. He'll talk to the others in the office, but not the same way he and Thursday have talked. With his friend gone... it's like dying all over again. He needs his friend back, and he's not going to let anything - or anybody - get in his way.

Stanley sends another message, even as the monitor is blinking off and on:

@the-haunted-office

Vimi is doing whatever they do while the eyes watch them. Currently, Vimi is finding out that you cannot unscrew screws without a screwdriver. They're trying very hard, but it just doesn't seem to be working. When they give up, they stand up, and turn towards the shadows. They then see the eyes.

"Whozzat? Who're you? Nice to meet you, shadow eye thing! What's your name? Your eyes look cool!"

He stares at the small person or whatever they are, trying to figure out how to communicate with them. Being unable to speak can make things difficult; not being able to sign because he's a shadow and this other person might not know sign language anyway only makes things trickier. He can't tell if they've got a phone on the them or any other kind of electronic device, so he does the next best thing and sends a message through one of the nearby computers.

A computer turns on suddenly, and green text marches across the screen. If Vimi doesn't notice, the shadow will do his best to gesture at it.

The message on the computer says:

"I know a Thursday! She's not a he, though. She's a she! Unless you're talking about another Thursday. How many people decided to name their kid Thursday I wonder? That's a hard question! Anyway, I know a Thursday! She's usually around here!"

He pushes another message through the computer.

Where is she? Can you show me? She's been missing from our office for a long time and we are worried about her.

"She's around here somewhere! Do you know her well? I do! She's really nice, and sweet, and gave me her hoodie, and, and, she helped plant a bunch of flowers with me!"

@the-haunted-office

Vimi is doing whatever they do while the eyes watch them. Currently, Vimi is finding out that you cannot unscrew screws without a screwdriver. They're trying very hard, but it just doesn't seem to be working. When they give up, they stand up, and turn towards the shadows. They then see the eyes.

"Whozzat? Who're you? Nice to meet you, shadow eye thing! What's your name? Your eyes look cool!"

He stares at the small person or whatever they are, trying to figure out how to communicate with them. Being unable to speak can make things difficult; not being able to sign because he's a shadow and this other person might not know sign language anyway only makes things trickier. He can't tell if they've got a phone on the them or any other kind of electronic device, so he does the next best thing and sends a message through one of the nearby computers.

A computer turns on suddenly, and green text marches across the screen. If Vimi doesn't notice, the shadow will do his best to gesture at it.

The message on the computer says:

"I know a Thursday! She's not a he, though. She's a she! Unless you're talking about another Thursday. How many people decided to name their kid Thursday I wonder? That's a hard question! Anyway, I know a Thursday! She's usually around here!"

"It's very boring here, but the people are nice!"

They seem to be... buzzing? At least a little bit. Not computer buzzing, but, like bees? Or maybe you're hearing things

@stanbeeparable @neverendingparable (I think this is how asks work)

Bradley startles a bit at the sudden voice right next to him, dropping his permanent marker in the process. He’s been busy doodling smug cat faces on all the paintings in the hallways he’s currently in, his way of making the place look more friendly.

He takes a second to stare at the person who just approached him.

“I- yeah, isn’t it kinda hard to see where you’re going without any eyes?” He blurts out. “Are you trying to leave? Good luck with that buddy. I’ve been here for a decade, there are no exits. Only endless maze of hallways, death traps and the occasional alternate dimension!”

Bradley glances at the lights above them, wondering if they might burst with all that buzzing they’re doing. Slowly he realizes that no, the buzzing is coming from in front of him. Or at least it sounds that way?

He rubs at his ear absentmindedly.

Vimi joyfully walks down the hall, with the usual energy as you’d expect. They have their full trust in Bradley, expecting him to know where to go. When Vimi hears a question about the buzzing, though, they slow down a little bit. What makes them come to a halt is the mention of being…

“Filled with bees? That’s.. haha.. silly! Of courzze I’m not filled with beezzz! Funny joke, right?”

They’re buzzing very aggressively now, although it very much doesn’t seem intentional. They’re visibly panicking.

Bradley side eyes them, his expression clearly not believing their attempt at damage control. But he can tell they’re getting upset over his question so he simply shrugs and laughs again, playing it off.

“Yeah, it’s a joke! Imagine being filled with bees, heh. Probably impossible!”

He decides not to mention it again but he will definitely keep his eyes out for any bee related fuckery.

Soon he stops in front of a door that reads 417. It looks like there’s a whole room behind there but when he opens it up, there’s another hallway.

"Woah! How does that happen? It's like a room over here, but it's a hallway here! That's really weird! But cool! This place is cool!

"Vimi! Come look! The seeds we planted are sprouting!" Thursday says.

@parables-for-days

Vimi seems to be staring at a wall absent mindedly until this news comes to them. When it does, they immediately jump in excitement. They run up to the duo.

"Already! Yay! It feels like it's been no time! Let's see them! Go go go!!"

When Vimi presents the drawing, though, Thursday says, "Oh that is so cool! Why do they wail like that, though? Are they low on the food chain or something? I've never heard of a flower that could yell! Actually that reminds me of this homicidal plant in a book I read once, called The Ruins. There was a vine with red flowers that lived on this one hill in... I forget what country... but it could make noises that imitated sounds, even human voices! Excellent book, but ah, pretty gory, so heads up if you don't like that sort of thing."

"And they're fine with bees, if you're careful. And! And the next flower drawing is..."

"Oooh, that is really pretty! I can't wait for those to bloom! I'll bet that makes windy days very interesting," Thursday says.

"A special evolution, eh? Like intentional? Would make sense for getting their seeds to spread, wouldn't it?" Doom suggests. She's been to many different dimensions and worlds and lives but she's never seen anything so different as these flowers. It's nice.

Vimi seems to very much enjoy reminiscing over their past, for better or for worse. They go on about how the Mantises never seemed to get older, or how there always seemed to be 29 of them, or how the Wasps never broadcasted their invasions... it was a lot. Eventually, Vimi comes to some kind of conclusion.

"... and that's why the Queen always has 2 Mantises by her side! Anyway, uhhh, what was I talking about? I forgot..."

They perk up at the idea of writing an encyclopedia.

They're full of energy, and practically buzzing with it. Or, maybe, they're actually buzzing. They are buzzing. Kind of loudly. As they speak, their voice sounds generated. Or synthesized.

"Hi! Nice to meet you, pink person! I'm Vimi! I'm also lost! Do you know your way around here? And what's your name?"

Each word seems to be somehow more energetic than the last. It's clear that Vimi is excited to meet new people.

(@stanbeeparable)

"Nice to meet you! Let's be lost together! Where do you wanna go? Or I could pick! This place is sooo big! It's really cool!"

“Well, I guess you would know this place better than me.. You can choose..”

"This way looks fun! I think there's some games this way! Like Plinko! A friend showed it to me!"

“Games..? Plinko..? I don’t understand what those are..”

They quickly drag Uni on, and drop down to a hallway that has two colored doors. They go through the blue one. Inside, there's various games and attractions. Horse Plinko, an Eeby Deeby Simulator, whatever that is, and in centre stage, an arcade machine with "Street Fighter" written on the side.

"Look at this place! There's so much to do! Do you wanna try the Plinko? Or! We could play street fighter! I dunno what that is, but we could play!"

“What’s plinko..? Is it a game..? I want to play..!”

"So you pull this... and the fake horse falls down into a point spot! It's fun! And funny!"

“Oh wow.. Plinko seems fun..!”

"This is fun, yeah! It's your turn! Go for the 500!"

“I believe this machine may be cursed..”

"Hey, don't be sad! It's a game of luck! Do you wanna try something else? There's plenty more to do! We could try Street Fighter!"

"Vimi! Come look! The seeds we planted are sprouting!" Thursday says.

@parables-for-days

Vimi seems to be staring at a wall absent mindedly until this news comes to them. When it does, they immediately jump in excitement. They run up to the duo.

"Already! Yay! It feels like it's been no time! Let's see them! Go go go!!"

When Vimi presents the drawing, though, Thursday says, "Oh that is so cool! Why do they wail like that, though? Are they low on the food chain or something? I've never heard of a flower that could yell! Actually that reminds me of this homicidal plant in a book I read once, called The Ruins. There was a vine with red flowers that lived on this one hill in... I forget what country... but it could make noises that imitated sounds, even human voices! Excellent book, but ah, pretty gory, so heads up if you don't like that sort of thing."

"And they're fine with bees, if you're careful. And! And the next flower drawing is..."