Stay in public places if you can. Well-lit, somewhere you aren't alone. As silly as it may seem, trust your instincts. If something seems suspicious, don't second-guess that.

I can't remember-- maybe it's better not to think too hard about that.

It shouldn't last past midnight, if last time's any indication.



[ooc; fgsdfg please pretend this was earlier in the day sobbb]

[VIDEO;]

[The camera is trained on a table. On the table is a carton of eggs, a pile of newspapers, some plastic cups, some bubble wrap, several rolls of several kinds of tape; scissors, packing peanuts (the biodegradable sort, of course,) a few cans and plastic canisters, cardboard tubes from toilet paper rolls, paper towels, some twine, some fishing line, a few distressingly-shaped surgical implements, clamps, cotton balls, and a number of other assorted items. And a half-full bottle of Elmer's glue, because half-full bottles of Elmer's glue always turn up when you get this kind of junk together. Something inaudible is muttered and the picture sways a little before moving in-- not zooming, because this is not that kind of nice camerawork, but physically moving closer-- to the carton of eggs. After another moment it pulls back and wobbles up, to show Allison Cameron standing with her hands on her hips, looking firm, measured, and totally in control.]

This exercise was designed for the staff of City General, but if anyone else wants to try their hand you're welcome to join us. [She smiles coolly.] We have plenty of supplies.

[She leans over slightly and picks up the box of eggs.]

Your task today is to design a container that will hold and protect one ordinary egg, keeping it from breaking when the container is dropped. You'll have three hours to design and build your boxes. Once everyone has finished, they'll be dropped from successively greater heights-- first five feet, then ten, and subsequently from the windows of the hospital, on different floors. The egg that survives the longest-- from the highest drop, that is-- is the winner.

Supplies are in the third floor lounge. I encourage you to work in pairs.

[She smiles, a tight and authoritative little curve of her lips. Whoever she has roped into filming this deserves an award for putting up with the (mostly) curse-induced craziness.]

There will be a prize for the winner. Good luck.



[ooc; sob please pretend this was earlier, inspiration didn't hit me til now ;_; feel free to either WTF at her or play along. If people actually want to COMPETE, I will... idk flip a coin or roll a die or something, she will indeed give the winner a small prize.]