Futuristic Imprisoned

[AbatedBigfoot]

Jake gave a look. "Eh, whatever" Jake looked around for places he could climb. Jake walked over to the counter and began cutting


(Assuming you meant me. You said Jason)

 

[Edanra Tilna]

[Crap. Yeah, I meant Jake. Sorry!]


The chefs mostly ignored the two as they worked. As time passed, more people filed in to work.

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

Jake just realized they trusted him with a knife. He thinks about keeping to use it as an escape.


Jake throws a piece of food at Weslie


(If not aloud let me know)

 

[Edanra Tilna]

A chef grabbed Jake's hand.


"I'd advise you to NOT do that again," the uniformed man growled.


Weslie, bit of potato in her hand, blinked. What would happen to Jake?

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

Jake pushed the chef "Get off me. Dang dude all I did was throw some potato at her."

 

[Edanra Tilna]

The Chef reached into Jake's pocked, pulling out the Work permit. "You will not be insubordinate. This has been detained for a week. You will return to your Overseer."

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

"Fine I don't want to work for you anyways!" Jake took off down the hallway. He slid the knife in his pocket as he ran.

 

[Edanra Tilna]

The chef turned to his station, pressing something in his ear as he did so.


In the living areas, the Overseer marched towards Jake.


"Knife," she said in a bored voice. "Not much you can do with it anyways, kid."

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

(aw man that was a smart response)


Jake took off down the hallway. He took the first turn he saw and booked it. Weslie he thought. I couldn't leave her. As he was running he thought of a plan to get her.

 

[Edanra Tilna]

The Overseer sighed. "Why do they even try... they've got everything they could want." With a grumble, she set off the silent alarm.


Within moments, armed guards had filled living area. Two of them grabbed Jake, then went to a different set of stairs; this one leading to the third floor.

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

Jake gave up on fighting. There was no point. "Guys guys guys can we just say we were playing a game of tag and you finally got me? I'll be nice and go back to my room now."

 

[Edanra Tilna]

One of the guards looked at him. "Until you have your work permit, you have no rights. You may return to your room."

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

Sweet Jake though I'm not in that much trouble. Jake willingly walked back to his room. With a smile " sup overseer. We're gonna be great friends I just know it." Jake walked over to his bed and took a nap.

 

[Edanra Tilna]

The Overseer mumbled a curse word, then went back to scribbling on papers until the work hours were over.


Weslie came back to the Living Area.


"Jake?"

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

Jake rolled over. "Yes? Who is it?" Jake rubbed his eyes. A slight yawn broke free from his mouth.

 

[Edanra Tilna]

"Me," Weslie replied. "Are... what happened? What'd you do?" She crossed her arms, standing over him with a slightly angry look.

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

Jake shot up. "Dont you think it's a little weird that we are here. One day they captured all of us and brought us here. I don't know about you but something is going on. I don't want to be trapped inside this huge box. I don't want to be a slave!" Jake said angrily high. "I want to go back home. Be free like I used to be" Jake started tearing up. He sat down and covered his eyes. In a low voice "why are we here?"

 

[Edanra Tilna]

"I don't know," Weslie said. "But... I don't think it's that bad. We're not slaving for them. All that work is to keep US alive. In this little... biosphere. I like the idea of finding information, but not wasting a perfectly good life."

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

"I don't want to be trapped" Jake stood up and started pacing back and forth. "there's something not right here"

 

[Edanra Tilna]

"Why don't you ask the Overseer if you can talk to people in charge?" Weslie suggested.

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

"do you really think k they will just let me talk to the people in charge.

 

[Edanra Tilna]

"We haven't tried," She replied.

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

"Fine whatever" Jake walked over to the overseers room. "Hey can we talk to someone in charge? You know the master of all this?"

 

[Edanra Tilna]

The Overseer looked at him lazily. "No," she said. "You don't have a permit. But you can get one of your friends to file a memo."

 

[AbatedBigfoot]

"what's up with this permit bullshit. Like your rules are stupid" Jake walked back to Weslie "I can't do it but you can if you want"