un: Accelerator; text

[levelshift]

Hey, listen up.

[He hates doing announcements. Even as Board Chairman he tried to avoid them whenever possible and let his city's communications department handle disseminating notices. Unfortunately, there isn't anyone else here like that who can do this, so the responsibility falls to him. Besides, it's a distraction from certain thoughts that keep invading his head — events in San Francisco, certain Etrayans disappearing, his ribs still aching.]

A while ago this brat and I were using Ramsay Farm as a space for kids. Most of them are gone now, but since kids still show up sometimes I'm opening it back up for that. The fridge is stocked, there are a couple of bedrooms, and a security system's been installed. There are some farm animals the bots have been taking care of, too.

If you're 15, 16 or 17 you can hang out, but only if you're willing to help out around the place. Cleaning, guard duty or whatever, I don't care as long as you're pulling your weight and not being a leech. Anyone younger can just hang out.

If you're 18 or older then you can come do work, and only if someone under 18 vouches for you not being a creepy shithead. You're not allowed to be a loafer. If you've got an age that doesn't line up with modern human legalities then go by your cognitive development and stick yourself into one of these categories: kid, teenager, adult. Then apply the rules based on where you fall.

If any teens or adults break any rules or if anyone messes the farm up, including the gravestone on property, I'll beat the shit out of you. This is your one warning.

[He isn't sure if he'll ever get used to giving warnings, but he knows it's better than the alternative of just attacking someone out of nowhere because they broke a rule. Violence is the easy answer for him, and he's making a concentrated effort not to take the easy way out.]

There aren't really places around here just for kids, and adults are usually really shitty, so getting a break from them can help.

Comments

un: crusher | text

[fieldtrip]

[ Toph is using the default speech to text function, which means everything gets written with proper punctuation. ]

Wow, do you have some issues to work through.

Thanks for the hideout, though. How do you feel about underground cave networks?

[levelshift]

[Sadly, speech to text removes all the Toph from Toph's message. Very rude.]

Fuck off.

It depends. Who the hell are you?

source: actual speech to text function

[fieldtrip]

[ It's extremely rude and she has no idea. She misses Mr. Snarky, who customized all her Expi devices for her. As it is, her speech is going through both a translator and speech to text, so it's... janky. ]

I'm the crushing rock and roll! You'd be lucky to have me make a cave network for you.

[levelshift]

[Oh no, natural language processing jank. The worst!]

What?

[Try that again and make more sense, god.]

[not here]

[quibblingfunctionary]

[Ramsay Farm. Noted. To think one as sick and twisted as Accelerator would surround himself with children. Perhaps he is seeking shields.]

text « un: robin

[brat]

What makes you so certain you're capable of managing such a place?

[levelshift]

Back home I was running a sovereign city-state of 2.8 million. I can handle a farm.

[It feels so strange having to explain that to Damian again, but here we are.]

[brat]

A farm and a city require two widely different skillsets.

text. un: superboy

[solarson]

i have some experience with farm animals. 😀 what kinds do you have?

[levelshift]

Some chickens and a goat. There's space for more, but that's all right now.

[solarson]

do they have a coop for themselves?

un: jaycetalis

[hexcope]

Awww, a play pen.

[levelshift]

[Wow, rude.]

🖕

You want to be the first person on the banned list, Talis?

[hexcope]

I had a feeling I already was.

text; un: cc

[bubblegumheart]

I think it's really great that you're giving kids a place to go and feel safe. Have there been a lot of them?

[Are there a lot of them right now? Chrissy hasn't really... been paying much attention to how many kids are running around at any given time. Maybe she should start.]

[levelshift]

A constant handful, which is the fucking problem. That number is low enough that it's easy for them to get overlooked by the huge number of adults that are always around. My guess is they either don't get noticed, or if an adult sees them they think someone else is keeping an eye on them, like some irresponsible bystander effect.

[But then he doesn't exactly hold most adults in high regard, so who knows.]

text; un: shades

[laserguy]

Huh. Cool, I guess.

Although I'm not cleaning animal shit.

[levelshift]

There's enough stuff to do around the place that you can avoid the animals, if you want. The house is going to need cleaning and repairs and shit, and there's probably some landscaping maintenance that should be done.

[laserguy]

Still sounds like a lot of work.

But sure, fine. Guess I can stop by and help with one or two things. I know how to mow a fucking lawn anyway.

Didn't know you were the type to host something like this though.

un: vivi

[ornitiers]

a place for kids? i guess that would be me? i'm not sure exactly what age i would be counted as, though.

[He looks around nine years old. But Vivi is really only not quite a year old, if one were to include his time here.]

[levelshift]

[At the bare minimum they don't sound like they're a human. Or at least, one that was born normally.]

It can be a fucking hard thing to figure out, sometimes. Why aren't you sure?

[ornitiers]

well, technically i'm only maybe almost a year old? if you count the time i've spent here. but i look older than that.

un: fungus

[hyphanated]

Is 18 when people are considered adults?

[levelshift]

It can vary depending on the time and place, but that's how it is where I'm from. Since I'm the one managing the fucking farm I'm going by my home's rules.

[hyphanated]

Alright. So an adult would have to do work, to see the animals?