Tales of the Admins

[Remnant]

It was a rough ride over to the new workplace. After the shady establishment decided that they had a job to give, Moveit56 was ushered to a ship which looked suspiciously like a starflier. After being given a uniform which once again, looks suspiciously like a janitors outfit, he was promptly shoved inside the Temple of the Damned and the door closed behind him.

Deciding to take a walk and figure out what this new job consisted of completely, a few things were immediately noticeable. For some strange reason, every second hallway which he progressed down, was a coffee machine. Completely out of place, yet there they were. Functioning at some unknown capacity which brought upon a sinking feeling of great destructive power.

There was a strange smell in the air. Something which has faded for a long time, however there was still a faint smell of.. tears? "What kind of establishment are they running here. Where are the new bosses anyways? I'd at least like an explanation on what I should be doing."

Passing by a room, he had to double back quickly in question. A man was huddled on the ground staring at a box which looked suspiciously like a farming machine model. Quietly, he pulls out a small PDA and looks up whatever may be on the floor in front of the man, pulling the assembly instructions manual from the Neural Net. Embarking on a virtual hunt for wireless printers, he discovers twenty of them. Setting the manual to print on all twenty, he calmly puts the PDA away and walks away.

Continuing down the hallway, he yet again sulks past a second suspicious room. Another man was talking to a coffee machine this time. "What on earth.. I need to get out of here, the driver must have taken a wrong turn or something. Everyone is acting really stran-.." Cut off from his mumbling, he spots a coffee spill on the ground a little before the room.

Sighing, he goes to find a mop. "I guess cleaning up should come first."