PnP Group [DATA REDACTED] Session 2

[16:04] <~Headlong>  GDRL-2 Addendum 02
[16:06] <~Headlong>  It is now 8:30 am, and the express to Baltimare thunders through downtown Manehattan. The morning news reports sunny weather and clear skies, but, like so many weather stations, today, it is wrong. Instead, large gloomy clouds hang low in the sky, and a slight drizzle is starting.
[16:06] <~Headlong>  What a wonderful day to start a new job.
[16:12] * Scribbles opened her curtains slightly, a mug of coffee fresh in her hoofs. She smiled at the sight of the clouds for she enjoyed spending time in the rain, unlike many ponies. With a quick gulp of coffee and a quick snatch of her favorite coat, she was out the door, accidentally leaving the desk lamp on over her typewriter once again.
[16:12] * Kopesh lays in bed for several minutes after waking up lost in thought about what's to come.
[16:13] * Bonnet finishes up her morning coffee and oatmeal while staring out the window of her home. Her coworkers had taken the news surprisingly well, and she had swated them playfully for their overeager smiles at taking up the slack in her orders. Normally she'd love a rainy day, but this one seemed more oppressive.
[16:15] * Kopesh finally get's himself up and around, and starts out the door.
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[16:17] * Scribbles shifts in her long coat. She never got wing holes tailored into the coat, so it felt just a little uncomfortable, but it was also the only coat she had.
[16:18] <Giddy_Up>  /me wakes up. Coughs a few times to get that phlegm out of the back of his throat, eyes still tightly wanting to be closed right now. 8:30 AM is a cursed time where which no good party pony should ever be awake, and if the god-damned superfeds hadn't have found him, then he wouldn't be even dealing with this bullsh- No, this has graduated to minotaur shit right now. He gets out of bed,...
[16:18] <Giddy_Up> ...grabs his jacket, and starts heading to the bus,
[16:20] * Bonnet shakes her head forcefully and leaps up from the chair, cleaning up her dishes before returning to her extensive wardrobe. She wouldn't let this get to her! She was going to make the best of it! She carefully selects a pair of outfits and stuffs them into her saddlebags, selecting out a third, a dark blue, one-piece swimsuit and slipping into it carefully.
[16:20] * Bonnet smiles a wide, genuine smile as she dons her saddlebags and heads out back to the diner, waving to her former co-workers as she trots through the rain without a care.
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[16:22] <~Headlong>  The bus pulls up to the best stop closest to Giddy's house, crammed tight with ponies on their way to actual, completely legitimate occupations. The bus driver, a slimy old stallion, gives Giddy a glare that says "I lost money on a race because of you."
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[16:25] * Scribbles continues to walk, pulling up the coat's collar to protect at least some of her unruely mane.
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[16:27] * Bonnet sashays down the street, smiling at everypony and hopping around some of the puddles. Is surely quite the sight, but she doesn't mind at all.
[16:28] <~Headlong>  As our heroes... sure, heroes walk to work, the drizzle slowly picks up, working into a proper rain. A few ponies that know Bonnet give a smile and an amused roll of their eyes. Oh Bonnet! The neon "Open" sign outside Flint's flickers lightly.
[16:29] * Giddy_Up , as ever, just puts on a throaty grunt to greet the bus driver, and finds a unoccupied space to inhabit. Stupid ponies. All get to go to what they want to do. None of this being pulled about by the mufflers.
[16:30] * Kopesh arrives and opens the door to Flint's after his enjoyable flight in the rain.
[16:31] * Scribbles gives up on protecting her mane from the elements and simply enjoys her stroll in the rain. She walks into Flint's behind Kopesh, smiling at him. "Morning!"
[16:32] <~Headlong>  Dr. Headlong is seated at the bar, having a chat with SCP 616-1. She gives both Scribbles and Kopesh a smile as the enter. Parked outside are a pair of fancy black Neighponese cars, basking in the rain.
[16:33] * Kopesh gives a respectful nod and smile to Scribbles, "Good morning."
[16:34] * Bonnet takes her time trotting through the rain. When she finally reaches the restaurant, she pauses under the awning and shakes herself off before opening the door with a smile, "Hello!"
[16:35] <~Headlong>  The bus comes to a stop about a block away from Flint's. Giddy_Up knows he'll probably have to get off here.
[16:36] * Giddy_Up gets off the bus and trots the rest of the way to the restaurant.
[16:36] * Kopesh looks at Bonnet and noting the odd fashion choice, but gives her a smile and nod too, "Good morning."
[16:37] <~Headlong>  Giddy_Up passes the fancy cars, which seem like they're begging to be driven down a long strecth of highway at a blinding speed. Dr. Headlong waves them all. "Come in, come in. Have a seat and get some breakfast, won't you?"
[16:39] * Bonnet waves to the changeling, trotting up to the counter, "Thank you. I'd love some more of those flapjacks, if you please." She smiles and drops a 100bit piece into the tip jar.
[16:40] * Giddy_Up passes by them... And then promptly stops and inspects the hardware.
[16:41] * Scribbles promptly joins the good doctor at the bar, "One cup o' joe, if you would Flint. Black."
[16:42] <~Headlong>  The stallion smiles between them both and nods. "Flapjacks, Joe, comin' up. And, Ms. Scribbles, the name's Gridle Cakes. Gridle's fine, though." He says, watching Bonnet tip him with a smile.
[16:43] <~Headlong>  Giddy_Up can tell that this car probably cost a lot of money, and definitely goes -really- fast.
[16:44] <~Headlong>  And there are two of them! Giddy_Up definitely loves twins.
[16:45] * Scribbles nods, returning the smile. "My fault entirely, Gridle. I'm terrible remembering names." She takes off her coat, hanging it off the back of her stool. "And just Scribbles, please. Nopony's called me Miss anything since high school."
[16:45] * Bonnet smiles back to Gridle and carefully plants her rear on one of the seats up at the bar, "Quite a lovely morning, isn't it, Scribbles?"
[16:46] * Scribbles flashes her morning smile to Bonnet. "One of the lovliest, if you ask me."
[16:46] * Giddy_Up looks it over. Four door sedan. Neighponese cars aren't normally his thing, but he can tell that they were a little bit off from some things he saw at the races. They looked glossy, but that could just be the rain. Oh. Right, it's raining. He heads on inside. "Hey. Oatmeal. Apple Cinnamon. Brown sugar on the side. And a dry towel." Says the sopping wet unicorn.
[16:48] <~Headlong>  "Apple Cinammon, Brown on the side. Comin' up. Fresh out of towels, though!" The magical chef hollars over the sizzle of the grill.
[16:52] * Bonnet giggles softly, giving the shoulder-band of her swim suit a little snap, "It helps to be prepared for the weather, dear."
[16:52] * Scribbles nods, looking over Bonnet and her swimsuit. "Gotta say. Swimsuit for the rain is a new one for me." She said. "But it's a pretty good idea."
[16:53] <~Headlong>  Dr. Headlong looks between the four of them and smiles. "Well! Now that we're all here, I'd like to go over a few things before we head over to the office. Did we all sleep well?"
[16:56] * Giddy_Up goes to a booth and drips for a while.
[16:56] * Bonnet giggles a little more and smiles between the pegasus and unicorn, "Why thank you!" She turns to Headlong and nods, "I had a lovely night."
[16:57] * Scribbles looks at Dr. Headlong, her smile still intact. "Best sleep I had in years, personally."
[16:58] * Giddy_Up hacks. "Why are we up this early." It was more of a deadpan statement than a question.
[17:01] * Headlong crosses her hindhooves and smiles as the food is delivered. "Well, that's great to hear! We'll need each of you wide awake for the tour."
[17:05] * Scribbles takes a drink of her coffee. "Tour? We're going an a field trip on our second day?"
[17:05] * Headlong nods gently, flipping out her Foundation-Issue wallet. "Do we all have or ID's?"
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[17:07] * Bonnet takes a few bites of the flapjacks before tapping a hoof to her saddlebags. There's a new pouch sewn onto the front that you can see her wallet through.
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[17:08] * Scribbles digs her wallet out from her wet coat, showing it to the good Dr. Headlong.
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[17:14] * Giddy_Up clops his hooves together. "So! Let's do that tour thing." He sounded more deranged than enthusiastic. The fact that his mane was slicked down over his eyes didn't help.
[17:15] * Headlong smiles, nodding at each of them. "Good, good. You'll need those, too, or our Competitor Deterrence Field will disntigrate you on contact." She turns to Giddy_Up and smiles. His piping hot bowl of oatmeal lands in front of him.
[17:15] * Scribbles blinked. "W-What?"
[17:16] * Bonnet giggles softly as she downs the rest of her second breakfast. She lets out a small sigh when she's finished, giving the chef a grateful smile before turning back to the group, "Ah... Since we're going to be working together for a while, don't you think we should have a proper introduction, before heading out on this tour?"
[17:18] * Headlong holds a hoof up to her mouth as she giggles softly. "Oh, that's just something we like to scare the new recruits with. Harmless fun. And that is an -excellent- idea, Ms. Bonnet. Again, I am Doctor Headlong, Director of Euclid Investigation at the Foundation."
[17:21] * Scribbles , although still unsure about that whole disintigration thing, returns to her coffee. "Scribbles McPrint. Nothing special, I write a few books is all."
[17:25] * Giddy_Up rolls his eyes. "Name's Giddy Up. You can see me at the race track near the Everfree preserve on friday, saturday, and sunday at 7:30." He glared at Headlong. "Evening."
[17:26] * Kopesh sits down with the others, "I'm Kopesh Secundus. I was a Latin and Romane history professor. I'm also a reinactor, philosopher, and studier of numerous other things."
[17:27] * Headlong returns the glare with a smile. "I wouldn't count on it, Mr. Giddy."
[17:30] * Bonnet smiles gently and taps her fore-hooves together once, "My name's Floratine Bonnet, I'm sure some of you must have seen my work at some point, especially you, Mister Kopesh, if you're interested in history. I've supplied quite a few historical endeavors you see, in my time as a seamstress."
[17:32] * Kopesh to Bonnet, "hmm, now that you mention it, your name is a bit familiar."
[17:38] * Bonnet beams with pride at the changeling, "Actually I was /supposed/ to be designing the outfits for the big 'William Milkshake' festival coming up in a few weeks." She gives Headlong a sideways glance.
[17:40] * Headlong catches Bonnet's glance, but says nothing. "Well then, now that we're all acquainted, let's get moving, shall we?" Gridle Cakes takes the remainder of Scribbles' coffee and pours it into a to-go cup.
[17:40] * Giddy_Up growled, then dug into his oatmeal. He eats admirably fast.
[17:43] * Kopesh still to Bonnet, "'Caesar Salad', right? A couple of my friends want me to go see it with them."
[17:44] * Bonnet smiles a little more and slides off the stool, stretching her legs gently and nodding to Kopesh, "That's right, and 'Omlet' as well."
[17:45] * Giddy_Up 's head sunk. He's surrounded by geeks.
[17:48] * Kopesh get's up, not exactly excited about, but ready (or so he thinks) for what's coming.
[17:50] * Giddy_Up gets up and brushes himself off, ready to get this over with.
[17:50] <~Headlong>  SCP 616-1 gives each of them a smile. "Celestia speed, all of you." he says, saluting. Headlong holds the door open with her magic. The rain has picked up significantly.
[17:52] * Giddy_Up frowns and follows.
[17:52] * Bonnet smiles back wide to Gridle, "Have a nice day, and thank you for the meal!" She gives herself a gentle shake to make sure everything is secure and then heads out the door.
[17:53] * Kopesh follows the others out.
[17:53] <~Headlong>  Outside, the doors to the Bitsubishi Lancers open, revealing a warm, all leather interior. "Two in one, three in the other. Mr. Giddy, would you care to drive?"
[17:55] * Giddy_Up tries not to grin. "Do I get to push'em?"
[17:55] * Kopesh stands back, indifferent to which car he's in and let's others pick their spots.
[17:56] <~Headlong>  Dr. Headlong floats Giddy_Up a pair of keys and climbs into the driver seat of the first car in silence.
[17:56] * Giddy_Up gets in car number two in the driver's seat. Ho, baby. We're going to go places.
[17:57] * Kopesh suddenly being hit with reason, get's in the front car.
[17:57] * Bonnet smiles a little and climbs carefully into the car with Giddy Up, settling down onto the leather seat.
[17:58] * Giddy_Up gets in the car and revs it up a little. Not as... Muscle-y as he would like it, but there's some potential power under his hooves. He grins.
[17:58] <~Headlong>  Dem seats be heated. Headlong turns the car on and hollars back to Giddy_Up. "Follow me, and don't deviate. You don't want me to have to press the blue button, do you?"
[17:59] * Scribbles joins Bonnet in Giddy Up's car, showing a little faith in his ability to drive, with her coffee and coat in hoof.
[17:59] * Giddy_Up raises his eyebrow. Blue button?
[17:59] <~Headlong>  In the console of the Lancer, next to the GPS unit, is a small, blinking blue button.
[18:03] * Giddy_Up resists the urge to press the button.
[18:06] <~Headlong>  With everypony situated in a vehicle, Headlong pulls off the curb and into the flow of Manehattan's morning commute.
[18:07] * Bonnet wiggles gently in her seat, looking over the car's interior.
[18:08] * Kopesh stretches out in the back seat with his back hooves up and his front hooves behind his back, enjoying the leather seats.
[18:08] <~Headlong>  It's a very nice car. Nicer than most company cars, anyway. Full leather, the console has a fine, real wood finish. There's even a radio!
[18:08] * Scribbles just drinks her coffee. She was never a car-mare. Which is why she prefers walking everywhere.
[18:09] * Giddy_Up follows, keeping the car warmed up. He revved the engine more than what would probably be necessary. This thing begged to run rampant. This thing begged to be rid off all this excess weight, and wanted more than anything to be a carbon fiber race machine, with so many stickers slapped on it, that it countered the weight of taking out the radio.
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[18:12] <~Headlong>  Headlong weaves through traffic with skill even Giddy_Up could appreciate. Eventually, (after an hour or so), she arrives at the Apple Family Wharf, near the sea.
[18:16] * Giddy_Up pulled in, behaving for just this moment. Just this one.
[18:18] * Headlong parks under an overhang near an unassuming car garage, Garage 7. She opens her door, and opens the door for Kopesh as well. "Here we are."
[18:19] * Kopesh groans a bit as he has to get up, but thanks her for opening the door for him.
[18:22] * Bonnet had been asking Scribbles more about her stories, just small talk as she admired the city in the rain. She usually didn't get much of a chance to drive, even though she could easily afford a car herself.
[18:23] * Scribbles didn't get much of a chance to talk about her work, not everypony reads mystery novels nowadays. She ended up chatting through the whole car ride.
[18:25] <~Headlong>  Twin garage doors open as Headlong motions for them to follow her inside.
[18:27] * Giddy_Up drives it inside. As a little rebellion, he let the engine roar one last time before cutting it.
[18:28] <~Headlong>  Garage 7 is surprisingly void of vehicles. A few other Bitsubishi Lancers are parked nearby, and a single unicorn stallion is asleep in the watch booth by the gate. Headlong breezes past him and ducks under the arm of the gate.
[18:30] * Scribbles starts following Dr. Headlong, slipping under gate's arm as well. "I take it we're allowed in here?" She asked, mostly just to be sure.
[18:30] <~Headlong>  But, there is a remarkable amount of empty space. Scribbles' voice echoes down the expansive garage. "Of course!" Headlong replies, her voice casting itself around as well.
[18:31] * Bonnet waits until the car has come to a complete stop before carefully climbing out. She stretches her legs a bit and then trots after the group.
[18:31] * Kopesh says as he ducks under, "you never know with operations like this."
[18:34] <~Headlong>  Acroos an empty row of parking spaces is a small door, as unassuming as the rest of this building. "Welcome to Site 25. For the next three months, this will be your office."
[18:38] * Scribbles steps closer to the door. "I've always wondered what doors like these are for when I was a filly.."
[18:39] * Bonnet looks around with an appraising eye, "Quaint place. Will we be staying here the whole time?"
[18:39] * Giddy_Up blinks. Wait, did that just echo with... Okay, test time. "Winter Wrap-Up, Winter Wrap-Up..."
[18:40] <~Headlong>  Headlong shakes her head towards Bonnet. "Not the whole time, unless you want to. Might save you some gas." Giddy_Up's own voice echoes back with "Let's finish our holiday cheer!"
[18:41] * Giddy_Up slumps. "... This is one of those things you were talking about."
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[18:41] <~Headlong>  Headlong freezes. "You didn't... just sing to it, did you?"
[18:43] * Scribbles looked back at Giddy_Up. "Sing to what?"
[18:43] * Giddy_Up "The thing just knew the other part of it."
[18:44] <~Headlong>  Headlong hurls a stray rock at the sleeping pony in the guard booth. "Hit it!" She turns to everypony else and shouts, "Get down!"
[18:45] * Kopesh drops to the ground.
[18:45] * Giddy_Up blinks. What? He crouches. A little.
[18:45] * Bonnet was about to make some comment about the offices but cuts herself off to drop to the floor at the shouted instruction.
[18:45] * Scribbles hits the deck, coat shielding her head and coffee.
[18:46] <~Headlong>  The stallion in the booth flails a little, but quickly slams his hoof down on a large green button. A large, mechanical whirring echoes around the garage as bolts of blue magical energy crackle through the air.
[18:49] <~Headlong>  The whirring fades after a few seconds, and the arcs of pure energy cease. Headlong rises, dusts herself off, and glares at Giddy_Up. "-Never- sing to it."
[18:50] * Giddy_Up glares right on back. "No, bullshit, you tell me when we're going into a freak garage!"
[18:51] * Kopesh starts slowly getting up once the lightning stops.
[18:52] * Scribbles sits up, drinking her coffee. "No singing, got it."
[18:52] <~Headlong>  Headlong opens the door and heads inside. "That was the -next- thing I was going to mention. Do not, under any circumstances, sing, whistle, hum or tap dance in this garage. Understood?"
[18:52] * Bonnet groans softly, carefully standing up, putting one leg over the scratches made by the pavement in the other.
[18:52] <Kopesh> "A warning would be appreciated in the future."
[18:53] * Giddy_Up points at Kopesh. "Yeah, what bug-eyes here said, do this shit /before/ we get into the garage."
[18:54] * Scribbles nods, throwing her coat back on and following Headlong
[18:55] <~Headlong>  Headlong sighs and ushers them all inside. There's a steep staircase that spirals down to below street level. "You have my apologies, but there are simply too many anomalies around at the moment for me to possibly explain each of them to you."
[18:57] * Kopesh follows her in a little grudgingly.
[18:57] * Giddy_Up flared his racing jacket. "What the hell happens, anyway?"
[18:58] * Scribbles just threw a guess out there. "Explosion?"
[18:58] * Bonnet trots gingerly behind the group, keeping to herself.
[18:58] <~Headlong>  Headlong shakes her head. "Something that you really don't want to see this early in the morning." She says, carefully trotting down the stairs. Below them is a landing, lit by a single flickering light.
[19:03] * Giddy_Up grumbles. "I don't want to see anything this early in the morning. I don't even think there is a time where I want to see this shit."
[19:04] <~Headlong>  Headlong jumps down on to the firm concrete. "Mind that third step." She says as she opens the door and holds it open.
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[19:06] * Giddy_Up , for once, takes her advice.
[19:07] * Scribbles rolls her eyes and resumes drinking her coffee. She looks down at the aforementioned thrid step and steps over it.
[19:07] * Kopesh flies down.
[19:07] <Kopesh> Or over, whichever it is.
[19:09] <~Headlong> Inside the door is a gleaming white hallway. Doors are evenly spaced down it's seemingly endless length. "There we are. The facility proper. Welcome to your new home, Dullahans."
[19:11] * Giddy_Up looks around. "Looks... Uh. Empty."
[19:11] * Bonnet very carefully follows down the steps, taking a somewhat shakey step over the third step.
[19:12] <~Headlong>  Headlong nods slightly at Giddy_Up. "Well, we're one of the first ones in today. Most of the researchers don't get her until around noon."
[19:13] * Giddy_Up twitches. "Then why are /we/ here this early?"
[19:13] <~Headlong>  "Becuase you're not researchers, of course. Task Forces are always on call, ready to go at a moment's notice."
[19:14] * Scribbles tucks her no-empty togo cup into her coat. "Guess danger never sleeps, why should we?"
[19:14] * Bonnet gives a soft sniff as she limps along, "If we really need to be ready at any time you think you could arrange a safer way to get out of the building?"
[19:14] * Giddy_Up stares at Scribbles. "Do you want a sleepy driver taking you anywhere?"
[19:15] * Kopesh caustically, "because sleep is good us."
[19:15] <Kopesh> For*
[19:16] <~Headlong>  Headlong turns around to trot backwards. They pass dozens of darkened windows as they trot towards an intersection. "Good to see that we're all getting along well, huh?"
[19:21] * Kopesh sarcastically, "nice of you to give us reasons to get along."
[19:21] * Scribbles glanced at the cup in her coat. For the longest time, she was either devoid of sleep or slept when her coffee machine was out of whack.
[19:21] * Giddy_Up looks at Kopesh. Huh. Bug's got his head on straight.
[19:22] <~Headlong>  Headlong smiles at Kopesh. "Well, if you're too busy snarking at each other to notice anomalies in this building, than you -definitely- won't be any use to us in the field."
[19:23] <Kopesh> "You picked me."
[19:23] <~Headlong>  "Not for your attitude."
[19:24] * Bonnet just trots along quietly at the back of the group, her head down.
[19:24] * Kopesh seeing an opening, "so, why did you pick me?"
[19:26] <~Headlong>  Headlong fires back with her textbook, "Above your security clearance" response and slips into an open door on the right. "Here we go. This is the main office." A few mares clicky-clack away at terminal keyboards. Headlong presents her ID to a small scanner and trots inside.
[19:26] * Scribbles joins Bonnet in the back of the group. "Hey, I heard you sniffling. Everything okay?"
[19:26] * Kopesh follows suit.
[19:30] <~Headlong>  Headlong points to one mare in the corner, with her back to the group. "That's Task. One of you... Kopesh. You're now the official Dullahan archivist. You'll hoof in all your SCP logs to Task, and report to her each morning for your assignment. Sound like a plan?"
[19:32] * Bonnet looks up at Scribbles and shakes her head a little, "We'd better keep up.
[19:32] * Kopesh cringes internally as his fear is relised, he's stuck with the paperwork. "It is a plan. I'll grumble, but I'll see the work done."
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[19:35] <~Headlong>  Headlong claps her hooves together. "Great! Now, all of you, we can go meet my favorite pony in the facility, Gunny."
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[19:43] * Headlong looks around at everypony. "Right... good to see some silence. Right this way, then."  She says, slipping out of the office past Task's desk.
[19:45] * Kopesh follows behind.
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