#honoraryhuman

@malusspiritus

Michael had waited for this day for his entire life. Graduating college was hardly a simple feat and on track to become an architect, he was fulfilling all of his dreams in one go and he had no idea how this day could get any better. 

Then he saw her. Meg. The Bad Place’s number one torturer. He had been tracking her progress since before he had started education and had fallen in love with her techniques and abilities. No one could skin a human just as well as she could. He’d even heard rumours that she had perfected skinning the inside of a human as well, given the right equipment. 

She had been called to give a speech at the ceremony but he had never imagined that she would be at the after party as well. He was pretty much vibrating with excitement but he managed to build up the courage to speak to her. 

He walked up, re-adjusting his outfit, hoping it looked ok. The flesh suit was new, a randomly assigned human form that showed he was on his way to working in HQ, and he wasn’t quite used to dressing it yet. He had found bow ties worked well, so far at least. 

@flxbber

Michael’s plan was in motion...very very slow motion but there was movement and he was very enthusiastic. He had drawn up a check list of the multi-step process that would allow him to create a fake Good Place and right at the very top under convincing Sean and the board of his plan was learning how to be a Good Place architect. 

It had been a suggestion from one of the lower board members and to be honest, he was glad he had had it suggested. It was difficult for Michael to figure out how to actually be good and as that was a pre-requisite for being an employee of the Good Place then he’d have to learn. 

Sneaking into Good Place HQ was impossible but he figured that if he stood in the neutral zone for a while he’d manage to catch an employee at some point and they could patch him in or maybe help him themselves. 

@contrivedinnocence

Michael’s next person to introduce to the good place was an interesting one. His life as a single father and lawyer seemed to be quite a hard one and it was such a shame that he had moved on so early. It would be hard to break the news but hopefully he would respond as logically as he had done in his life. 

He stood and walked to the door, opening it to look at the man in the waiting room, the large “Welcome! Everything is fine.” on the wall hopefully having made him feel comfortable. 

Oh thank you! Eleanor assured me it would help me to be in contact with other humans because my sample was a bit too small. It has been very informative so far!

        ❛   --- if i can get my SHIT together, i’m going to run away and never see any of you again.  ❜