October catch-all [open prompts forthcoming]

[superposition]

WHO: Qubit, various
WHERE: Various
WHEN: October 2016
WHAT: Catch-all post!
WARNINGS: None known

Petty office revenge against the wrong person
Medicine and armor

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[superposition]

[And to be fair, short of melting it down, there's pretty much no way to ruin a computer to the point where Qubit can't fix it. But... how. How. That desk has to weigh a hundred pounds at least! And the floor lighting's actually wired?! If he wasn't so pissed off, he'd probably find the effort impressive.

Ted can't be working alone, Qubit concludes. It's not as if he has powers. And that means this has gone from an innocent office prank war to a conspiracy. It's time the gloves came off.

The very next day, right after lunch, there's a grizzly bear in Ted's office.

Now, I know what you're thinking, but of course it wasn't real. It was, in fact, a robot bear. But it looked real, sounded real, and acted real, rooting around in his desk drawers as if following the scent of the cheese balls. Perfectly harmless, of course. Its claws and teeth were blunt, it didn't weigh quite as much as a full-grown male grizzly, and obviously it was programmed not to actually hurt anyone - just menace and roar a bit, maybe chase them into a janitors' closet, that sort of thing.

And this time, Qubit wanted to see the look on his face. So he picked a cubicle within sight of the door, someone he was on a project with at least, so no reason why he shouldn't be there. Other Ted would get off lunch any minute, and then, let the games begin...

(If he saw imPort Ted, of course, he'd greet him with a friendly wave like anyone else. Why would he have anything against that guy? :D)]

[deadkord]

[ When he's not in the middle of a project that's consuming all of his time, Ted likes to take a nice long lunch. Longer than is technically allowed by Starrware policy, but he's never really been one to listen to policy anyway. So Qubit is going to be waiting awhile before Ted strolls in, still picking at a to-go bag of fries with salt and vinegar he got on his way back to the office.

The fact that he's absorbed with checking something on his phone means he doesn't notice anyone eagerly watching his door from nearby, so there's no stopping him as he unlocks the door and heads inside.





There's a pause, punctuated after a moment of silence by a bear roaring, before Ted calmly comes back out with his things under one arm, a paper and pen in hand. He scribbles a hasty "DO NOT DISTURB" note, tapes it at eye level, locks the door, and walks away without any further reaction. ]