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Here is the schedule that all specimens will follow.

5:00 AM- Lights Up
5:05 AM- Roll Call
5:15 AM- Morning Hygiene (Shower, eat and such)
5:30 AM- Physical Activity
6:30 AM- Hygiene Break
6:35 AM- Mandatory Assignments
12:00 PM- Afternoon Hygiene
12:15 PM- Health Inspection w/ Free Time
12:45 PM- Physical Activity
2:00 PM- Hygiene Break
2:15 PM-Free Time
3:30 PM- Mandatory Curfew (For Afternoon Roll Call)
4:00 PM- Mandatory Assignments
6:00 PM- Evening Hygiene
6:15 PM- Mandatory Assignment
10:00 PM- Mandatory Curfew (For Evening Roll Call)
10:30 PM- Lights Out

Follow the schedule, or you'll be penalized

Here are the rules
1. Do not attempt to escape
2. Do not attempt to speak with a guard unless aloud to do so.
3. Do not attempt sexual conduct of any kind
4. Follow instructions given by guards.
5. Do not leave your cell during Curfew or Lights Out.
6. Do not fight with the guards or scientists, they will not hesitate to fire

The cells were dark, as Clyde made his way to the light switch. It was a big switch, something that looked like it could turn off a nuclear generator. With an intake of breath, Clyde yelled. "Rise and shine, people!" he yanked the switch down as the blinding lights flashed on. Everyone needed to get up, or they'll be punished

Cessair grumbled as he heard the voices then the sudden light, gently flicking his tail in annoyance, he sits up and stands up after. Rubbing his face then his horns. He hated this guard, annoying and loud mouthed, enough to rub anyone the wrong way after hearing it so many times. He grumbled to himself as he moved to the same old door, waiting at the same old line, waiting for the same old roll call.

A robot scanned passersby, adding them to the roll and considering the person present. A robot, the V-Predator (Check Clyde's info) was on standby just in case anybody pulled anything stupid. "You got 10 minutes to attend to your business, head back or you'll get penalized" he said, as he motioned them away

She scratches her head and stretches. As she changes for the day, her horn gets caught and rips the front part of her collar slightly. "Great..." she mummbles as her chest is more revealed than she desired. She continues getting ready. Her wings down by her side.

She is in the lab early as she is fascinated by something she is looking at in the microscope. "Fascinating... this could really be crucial!" She smiles to herself. She chews on the cap of her pen before writing some notes.

Jules Geist wrote:
She scratches her head and stretches. As she changes for the day, her horn gets caught and rips the front part of her collar slightly. "Great..." she mumbles as her chest is more revealed than she desired. She continues getting ready. Her wings down by her side.

Jules was almost late for roll call, and her shirt can get her in trouble

Alyson wrote:
She is in the lab early as she is fascinated by something she is looking at in the microscope. "Fascinating... this could really be crucial!" She smiles to herself. She chews on the cap of her pen before writing some notes.

A random guard asked. "Should I get Clyde?" he knew of their relations

Cessair muttered under his breath as he slipped on a baggy shirt and pants, running his fingers through his hair like a comb, weaving it around his horns and over his face, eye and eye patch before moving for roll call, his hands deep in his pockets as he plays with a string inside it

"Hmmm? Oh well, if you want. I'm just observing this. Nothing too interesting yet until I get the facts straight." She smiles.

Her outfit they have given her is too tight fitting which is why it ripped in the first place. However she heaved a heavy sigh and quickly tried to pin it together until she could properly sow it together. She runs to roll call making it just in time.

Cessair Pier wrote:
Cessair muttered under his breath as he slipped on a baggy shirt and pants, running his fingers through his hair like a comb, weaving it around his horns and over his face, eye and eye patch before moving for roll call, his hands deep in his pockets as he plays with a string inside it

He was scanned, he was free to go through his routine hygiene for 10 minutes

Alyson wrote:
"Hmmm? Oh well, if you want. I'm just observing this. Nothing too interesting yet until I get the facts straight." She smiles.

He left to get him and Clyde came over a couple of seconds later, looking down at her. "What's up, Alyson?" he smiled a little

He snapped his tail before wondering off too the showers, stripping down his clothing and taking a quick 4 minute shower before drying off, riding his hair again, getting out of the shower room.

Jules Geist wrote:
Her outfit they have given her is too tight fitting which is why it ripped in the first place. However she heaved a heavy sigh and quickly tried to pin it together until she could properly sow it together. She runs to roll call making it just in time.

A guard looked at her clothing and scowled. "A-004, what is wrong with your shirt?" he asked as he approached her

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