"> Act I Intermission I"
"> End of Act 1"
You sadly close your husktop. Someday she'll understand. You then slide into the Announcement Hall before anyone else does. One of the High Overseers recognizes you and waves you over. Luckily, you get so sit with the High Overseers for events like this. You have a feeling this might be the most important one yet! You then decide to talk to your friend on the staff of the High Overseers, though not a High Overseer himself.
Callah: Hello Kylenn! How are you doing? I haven't talked to you in a while.
Kylenn: I'm doing just finE, thank you. I surE hopE your drEams comE truE. HavE you convincEd your othEr friEnd yEt Callah?
Callah: Unfortunatley, not yet. I do hope she'll come around. Oh! The ceremony is starting! We'd better hush now.
"> Callah: Continue to msg Quarri"
You do just that.
AA: Well, I just wanted to see if you were as excited as I.
AA: And whether or not you're actually heading down to the Announcement Hall. Please tell me you aren't just sitting in your respiteblock.
LL: λs much λs it might suprise you, i λm λctuλlly heλding down there kiddo. now id λppriciλte it if you shut up λnd stopped spying on me for the dλmn overlords. seriously, get λ new hobby.
AA: Are you seriously not excited? I wonder what the special announcement could be! ;)
LL: kid is this more of your working together to creλte λ peλce bullshit? cuz if it is i hλve no interest. seriously give up kid.
AA: Hmmph. I suppose I'll see you there then? Maybe after this announcement you'll believe me that they're not ALL bad. I had another dream. ;)
LL: mmmhm λnd im the fucking empress. seeyλ kiddo.
leadLicorice ceased being msg'd by abidingAcolyte
"> Callah: Msg Non-Accepting Friend"
Oh the suspense! Who could this person possibly be? No. You just msg her already.
abidingAcolyte began msging leadLicorice
LL: whλt do you wλnt kid
After hearing what the announcement said (see page 10), you are very excited and bound down the hallway before some of the more groggy members of the facility are even swearing at you yet. You are always excited for announcements. Even if they're bad, they can have good effects later on. And some of them announce your own ideas, so that's exciting. You also had the foresight to grab your husktop so you could contact your "friends", most notably your non-accepting one.
"> Reader: Name Troll"
Correct. Your name is Callah. You are a very strangely optimistic troll with strange dreams, which you have gotten to thinking are real. A lot of other trolls on Yalot hate you, because you walk with a confidence in your stride that has been long forgotten on this dreary planet. You are a very dilligent worker, though not the most productive by any means. Some have called you the High Overseer's pet because you are the only one they can talk to without getting openly hostile stares. You would hate the highbloods, but your dreams have told you that one day you'll work together with some of them, and that they are just as emotional and stressed as lowbloods are. You have more credibility with the High Overseers than almost any miner here, and your blood is a rusty as the pickaxe you swing each day for 12 hours. You actually spend the extra 3 hours talking with the High Overseers about what they should do to calm riots and such, and are very smart about it. You don't have many interests, as there is nothing to interest you here, except your dreams. Your username is abidingAcolyte And you speak in a manner which is unbecoming of most Trolls. You are still "friends" with some miners, who believe your dreams as well, however, one of your "friends" is still holding grudges left and right. You try to sympathize and understand what she is saying, and you suppose she would be right if not for the future ally with them. You had a day off yesterday, which happens for almost no other rusty or miner in general. You wake up to the sound of an announcement today.
"> Writer: Contact Reader directly"
Hello! Reader! I finally was able to move us to someone else, someone hopefully more interesting. More cooperative. More willing to show us their INTERESTS? But first they must be named.
"> Quarri: Be the other troll"
Pfft. You WISH you could be another troll. However, at the moment, you're heading into the Announcment Ha-
"> Quarri: Be awakened"
You are abruptly awakened by a morning announcement. A highblood is coming today for a special ceremony. Whoop-dee-fucking-doo. The last ceremony was an announcement that the colony workers' rations were being reduced to reward the High Overseers for their excellent job sitting on their asses and yelling at rosies and rusties all day. Oh, what is a rosy and rusty? Blood color. What did you expect? This entire damn hierarchy is based on the color of the shit running through your veins, and yet, when we get cut, we all bleed. The difference is if that blood is fuschia, the agressor is culled. If that shit is below anywhere from Jade to Rose, you're either culled for whining, or at least turned a blind eye. However, you still get up and open the lead door, then file down the hallway just like every other troll in this colony, toward the Announcement Hall.
"> Quarri: Log onto Minermsg"
You head inside the giant lead door and sit down on your 4-legged-sleeping-apparatus.
You do not have a recuperacoon, because sopor slime is only makeable on Alternia, and only the High Overseers of colonies have a recuperacoon. The common slang word for your 4-legged-sleeping-apparatus is cot, though this word is never said among the Overseers. You open your husktop and check your chump list. Still not online. Unfortunately, most of the other miners value your hard work, but steer clear of anything beyond that. You're a bad influence, as per the previously mentioned whippings. However, the young troll currently on your chump list has not had her spirit broken yet, believing that sometime soon, for a select few, they will all have to work together to create a cosmos of peace. You think she's youthful, idealistic, and most importantly, full of bullshit. You lay down restlessly, and stare at your blank walls and ceilings until lights out comes into effect, and you're trapped in darkness, closing your husktop and eventually falling into a fitful sleep.
"> Quarri: Return to your hive"
You don't have a hive, you have a respiteblock in Minerhive K, Sector IX. If you had an entire hive to yourself, you'd have to live on Alternia, for even lowbloods there are treated better than any of the colonies. One good thing about the colonies is that because Alternia can't afford to send more trolls, instead of being culled for disobedience, you're simply disciplined. Wow, what a relief.
"> Quarri: Mine for lead"
You're on the lead shift today, so luckily you won't get any oil on your clothes, however it is still incredibly grimy down here. You quietly acknowledge the other workers, swing your pick, and work in silence. For 15 hours. You also find some lead licorice. This is a funny name given to lead that comes in thin strands that is particularly hard to mine, as well as your username on Minermsg, given by the High Overseers of this colony for being a "tough shell to crack" as they call it. You think they're stuck up pieces of shit. And at least in your mind, you're right. In fact, you've very vocally called them out on it several times. You've also very publicly been whipped several times. However, these two events have no correlation whatsoever, surely. You aren't the smartest shell either.
"> Quarri: Look at chump list"
You look at the empty list, save for a single younger troll who is incredibly irritatingly kind, and almost never on nowadays. And of course, being she isn't usually on, she isn't on now in some kind of miracle to give exposition to more of the cast. Cast? What cast? You expel these stupid thoughts and close your husktop.
"> Quarri: Log onto Minermsg"
You open your government issued husktop after changing into your mining clothes and open your Minermsg, a government issued program for messaging practical mining business. However, you just message your acquaintances on the damn thing. People who you don't openly depsise. Which is almost no one. Your username is leadLicorice.
"> Quarri: Go to mines"
You proceed to go to the Yalot Mines, to work your 15 hour shift. This colony was set up 12 solar sweeps ago, you arrived 10 solar sweeps ago, and began working 8 solar sweeps ago. You mine for lead and oil every day. At least you didn't get stuck on a hostile planet mining helium-3. However, this is not much better.
"> Reader: Name Troll"
Correct! Your name is Quarri Masone. You have a variety of INTERESTS an-.. Oh. You're going to work. In the mines. Apparently you don't have time to show us your INTERESTS. Well then. Just between you and I reader, she's blunt, cynical, and speλks in λ mλnner thλt is exhλusted and wλry.
"> Reader: Begin Reading"
A tired troll stands in her respiteblock. It just so happens that her 6th wriggling day....happened 4 sweeps ago. What is her name?