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...The fuck's happening? I wake up an' the entire bloody network's screaming their heads off.

Give it a rest. Some people're trying to sleep, y'know.

S'rude.

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From:

tallwithfeelings

You can turn off your computer.

[hello he has no idea how this place works]

From:

this_corrosion

What, sleep? It's fucking -

[Gary goes to check his watch, looks inside his sleeve, then remembers he doesn't wear a watch.]

- fucking early is what it is, stop bitching.

From:

maced_eggs

Fuckin'-...

Gary?!

[This is Mason rolling out of his bed in surprise and dropping onto the floor]

Ow.

From:

maced_eggs

No I can't bloody well do that. It makes beeps an' things. E'rry time you talk, it makes nose. A man's got to sleep.

From:

tallwithfeelings

[He's just assuming "warden" here; even though he's seen prisoners talking over this thing there's a big part of him that goes "INTERNET ACCESS = NOT AN INMATE".]

Why are you sleeping on the job? Who's your supervisor?

From:

maced_eggs

Don't have a fuckin' supervisor. Don't have a job.

Unless you mean Gwenny. Gwen doesn't care if I sleep in.

From:

tallwithfeelings

... What are you?

From:

maced_eggs

I'm a fuckin' grim reaper, who's not had enough sleep by far!

From:

tallwithfeelings

[Oh. A crazy one. Must be a prisoner, then.

He laughs, because he's a dick.]

Oh, the grim reaper, huh? I'm fucking terrified.

You're not at home with your mommy, kid. Sleep is a privilege, not a right, so cut the crap and quit your whining.

From:

maced_eggs

Not the grim reaper, you sausage-faced fuckwit.

An' I'm not a kid. Likely I'm older'n you. So let me fuckin' sleep!

From:

tallwithfeelings

[He bends closer to the camera.]

You think I care how old you are? Are you under the impression that that matters?

From:

tucky

Sausage-faced fuckwit.

[A++, bro. She blows him a kiss through the phone.]

I wanted to call him something like that for years and years.

From:

smilingbluff

Oh. Hello. I'm sorry if I disturbed you.

Say, this isn't the segment of my show where I take calls. I was just about to discuss the quarterly earnings at Strex. Unless you had something you wanted to say about that? Otherwise, I really will have to ask you to call back at the appropriate time.

From:

maced_eggs

I'm under the impression that you best get off me back, mate.

From:

maced_eggs

You know this guy, Tiff?

From:

maced_eggs

Considering I know fuck-all about Strex..

Who is this? What d'you want?

From:

tallwithfeelings

[And he lowers his voice, still leaning in.]

I know your kind. I've broken your kind. I might not work at this prison, but I am still your superior, and if you talk to me like that again I'll find someone who does work here and see that you spend the rest of your sentence regretting it.

Are we clear?

From:

this_corrosion

What?

[He checks behind him, in case it's another Gary that happened to be standing in the vicinity.

Looks like it's him. Oops, now he has to pretend to remember.]

Yeah, what uh - what can I do for you?

From:

maced_eggs

Gwenny would not listen to you. Who the fuck are you? This isn't funny. You're not funny.

From:

maced_eggs

[from the floor, Mason scrambles for his communicator]

You're back on the Barge?! I didn't hear you next door, why the fuck didn't you knock?!

From:

tallwithfeelings

You think I'm trying to be funny?

Any CO worth their salt is going to listen to me. If you're in this business for more than five minutes, you learn you've got to lay down the law. We aren't your friends. This isn't a summer camp.