[network] Event: Lavender's Green, Part One; Morning 192 [open]

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[You are lost in white infinity, but at least the network is here for you. Make sure to note any warnings in your subject lines!]

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[averytinyparticle]

We all woke up in an empty white room. I think we must be in the same place...we just can't see each other.

[And where are the doors? There has to be some kind of way to get out.]

[advanced]

That's impossible, the room is too small, we are all real.

[averytinyparticle]

[Buddy.]

No, no! I mean that maybe it's just one big room with walls separating us.

[But then it would have to be soundproof, and it's not soundproof when they can hear the footsteps.]

Or we're all in separate rooms in a larger facility.

[advanced]

[No, of course, that makes much more sense. He needs to get hold of himself, he needs to pull himself back. He's better than this, he can control himself better than this, he has to if he wants to get out of this alive.

Get out of this himself.

He takes a few minutes to wrestle himself under control. It's sickening, but he uses techniques the Soldier was taught in order to keep going in the face of torture or extreme circumstance.]

Bang as loudly as you can in the following pattern. Short, short, long, long, long, short, long.

I'll see if I can hear you.

[averytinyparticle]

Okay, sure.

[Quark isn't sure that it's going to work, but if it'll make Mister Smith feel better, he'll do his best. He follows the instructions--short, short, long, long, long, short, long, and then pauses.]

Done--did you hear me?

[advanced]

[He paused himself until the response comes through, and then goes right back to hammering himself.]

No. We can't be held nearby.