Gregor was filling in for some box shuffler duty, since for some reason or other the section had a dearth of personal. Maybe it had something to do with the rash of tail-grabbing incidents. Greg shook his head; he couldn't believe there were really people who bought into that whole 'no means maybe' thing.

The world has all kinds of people.

Things did seem more... energetic, than before. Ifrit had tried to use her fire powers to get him to do some 'damn exercise, you pig', fury in her eyes. Not wanting to waste his time with such nonsense, being a thiCC fully grown mutant man, he slapped her down with his big 'ole dinosaur arms.

... perhaps that's why he was shuffling boxes right now.

"By god man, you're like a forklift! If we had a couple more guys like you, we'd have the box shuffling problem solved easy!"

"... is good then?" Gregor learned very early on in life the less you speak up in life, the less you stand out. And the less people expect from you. Good advice in general - a matter of life and death when you were built like a shithouse like he was.

"That's right!"

Gregor wondered why they didn't use a forklift if it'd help so much, and what exactly the purpose moving the boxes from one end of the room to the other served. He caught himself before he started having Math Thoughts - he wasn't here for that.

Box shuffler duty. He shuffles the boxes. Big stupid mutant with a Russian accent. Rawr.

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Viper was spending her noon in solitary daydreaming about all the manly hunks she was going to play with once she got out of this joint.

She shuddered at the thought the only man she might ever get to see for the rest of her life might be Tedic. She'd figure out some way to fool that bastard psychologist that she's been cured of her uncontrollable manlust!

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Evil Tofu and Mr.Chonkers were having a delightful meal together. Evifu had been bringing down tasty morsels on the regular and used them to make friends!

Some of the other nessies tried to steal a bite, but Mr.Chonkers showed them their place! He'd gotten so greedy he didn't even share any of the treats with the fine nessie ladies. They could go find their own food.

He enjoyed the conversations he had with his new friend! Like the current one!

"Quack quack quack."

"Skwabble? Scoonie ka'rah fel roooooooooooOoooooooooooo..."

"Quack! Quack quack quack quack?"

"Uba uba. Reeee sha sha rooool."

"Quack."

Of course to outside observers, the 'quacks' all sounded like a man drowning, but Evil Tofu knew what they meant!

A sound down the tunnel caused Evifu to dive under the water and swim away with the rest of the morsel. Mr.Chonkers could tell it was the matriarch!

"It's peanut butter sandwiches and fish heads today, guys." She dumped the treats into the water and patted Mr.Chonkers on the head.

Compared to the delicious meaty things Evil Tofu brought, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his matriarch.

Mr.Chonkers... was feeling like his loyalty was being divided!