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welcome to the Glade

hope you enjoyed the one-way trip; maze runner au

➸ rules of the Glade:
1. everyone does their part
2. never hurt another Glader
3. never go outside the Glade
➸ fresh from the box: Once a month, someone new shows up, and today's your lucky day. You have no memory of anything before waking up in darkness to the sound of metal grating against metal, the floor shuddering and lurching beneath your feet. You're going up, you realize, but the trip seems to take forever. Finally, you see a light, and the box comes to a stop, and as your eyes adjust you see people looking down at you curiously, with vague greetings for the new Greenie, and no answers for any of your questions. And all you have to offer in return is your name. It's your first day in the Glade. Enjoy your stay.
➸ doing your part: You've been here for a while, got yourself a job and everything. What is it? You one of the Builders, Sloppers, Cooks, Med-Jacks? Maybe a Runner? Or are you the Keeper of your respective area of expertise? Whatever the case, you've got a lot of work to do to earn your keep. Best hop to it, shank.
➸ the maze: There's a secret to the Maze, and it's time the Gladers solve the puzzle. But beware - the Walls change every night, and the Grievers are a constant risk. Only the Runners are allowed outside of the Glade, but maybe you're exiled, or maybe you made a run for it anyway. Whatever the case, there has to be a way out somewhere.
➸ the changing: One way or another, a Griever's gotten it's claws into you, and now you've got to suffer the consequences. The Changing is a painful process, and maybe you suffer hallucinations, seizures, or worse. Whatever the case, it gives you flashes of memories from before the Glades, and they're not all pretty - some have been known to go insane being stung. What'll happen to you?
➸ the ending: The Doors won't close, and the Gladers at the mercy of the Grievers. What do you do now? Hide in the Homestead? Try to fight them? A Glader dies every night you try to sort out what to do. Better hurry before you're next.

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[ Keeper of the Builders. ]

[ One of the Runners. ]

[ bagger ]

[ Med-Jack ]

[ Runner ]

[ Slopper ]

[ second in command; former runner. ]

Y'know, some days I think we work too hard, [ Nathan complains loudly, leaning on his broom. ] And who says us Sloppers should be at the bottom of the heap, anyway? Where would you lot be without us, eh? Who would have to clean up your klunk if you didn't have us? I say we should be treated far better for the things we have to put up with. Have you ever smelled your dirty socks? Because it's hardly like smelling a dozen roses.

[ A normal day for the Sloppers, then, right down to this shank slacking off. Something should really be done about this. ]

[ ~~question asker~~ ~~greenie~~ runner. ]

[ The problem with being a Runner, Kira has learned, is the lack of social interaction. You're out in the Maze every day, trying to track it as best you can despite knowing that everything changes every time the Doors close. It's a tough job, and unrewarding, but at least they're trying.

It's hard not to notice the new kid that's been hanging out with the Keeper lately, though, and she glances at him every chance she gets, subtlety completely forgotten in favor of the new curiosity among them. Normally, a greenie would be hanging out with the second-in-command, or the other Keepers before the Runners even became an option. What makes him different?

Dinner is her only real chance at talking to him, so she walks up with food in hand, smiling. ] I haven't seen you around before, [ she says warmly, sitting next to him. ] I'm Kira, one of the Runners.

[ builder. ]

[ as second in command of the glade, it's newt's job to make sure everything's been running smoothly. one of the new girls--and how weird it is, that they're starting to get boys and bloody girls up the boxhole, but he's not complaining--just got assigned a job as a builder. she's the first one they've had in ages, and newt's still wary enough of gally after his changing that he wants to make sure she's doing okay.

frypan called for dinner a few minutes ago, and newt had noticed she wasn't there, either, so when he comes up on annabeth working hard on something, it quirks kind of a grin to his face--looks like she's fitting in great. ] Oi, greenie, if you're gonna work all night, you're gonna miss dinner. Havin fun?

[ Annabeth knows she's smart. She doesn't know how or where she amassed all this information, but most tasks come easily to her. Building, however, is her favorite. It feels right, laying bricks, giving input in designs. She might be green but she always carries herself with assuredness, even if she's still finding her footing in the Glade.

It's not an easy life - she goes to sleep with a ball of fear and anxiety in the pit of her stomach, when she can fall asleep - but she will take the small pleasures when she can. ]

Actually, yes, [ she admits, standing up and wiping her forehead with the back of her hand. ] Maybe I should actually eat. Wouldn't want to offend Frypan.

[ Getting someone new from the box is always a big deal - moreso now that they've started getting girls, too. Leo, of course, is ecstatic that this one's been assigned to his group, and he can't wait to see what she has to offer. He comes to check on her now and then, just poking his head in and making sure she hasn't run off or gotten her foot crushed by a wayward beam or something, and when he sees her off by herself, Leo figures it's time to investigate.

She's met him before - Annabeth's her name, he remembers with a nod. ] Hey, newbie. Whatcha up to? [ In other words, he's trying to be a responsible Keeper for once, and make sure she's actually working. There are few things a Builder can do on their own when they're in charge of making the buildings in this Glade. ]

[ It's difficult to resist. Annabeth had been drawn to that copy of the plans, picking up a pencil to provide her own alterations. The design flows naturally from her fingers, the parts clicking into place in her head. Being a visual thinker, it's easy to see how things work, but it's even better when she can see the results in front of her.

It isn't meant to be an act of insubordination but when she's approach, she immediately lifts her head, almost blushing. ]

Nothing. I mean, nothing important.

Nothing, huh. Looks like something to me. [ He leans in to take a look at her drawings, nosy as ever. His eyes scan the designs, analyzing them and already figuring ways to put them together with what materials they've got. ]

These aren't bad, [ he says thoughtfully, settling in next to Annabeth. Where does a newbie learn architecture? Something from her life before, he wonders, like building obviously is for him? Leo grins, lifting his gaze to meet her eyes. ] You trying to say our designs aren't good enough?

[ really fu shucking pissed off greenie. ]

[ Life as a Med-Jack is never easy, and trying to help the greenies figure out where they belong doesn't make the job any easier. Aerith doesn't mind it, really, but sometimes it's hard to determine what a person's specialty might be if they don't take to it immediately, like she had, and explaining the different medicines and their uses could easily get overwhelming.

Thankfully, there aren't many patients for them to tend to when Natalie arrives in the Glade, so when she's transferred over to Aerith's group for the job experimentation portion of adjusting to life here, she can go over everything as slowly and calmly as the new girl needs. There are no emergencies today, and with any luck, there won't be for a while.

As she gathers the tools and things to go over the job to her, Aerith offers a smile. ] So, how are you liking it here so far?

[ It's not easy, waking up with hardly any memory of your life. Natalie knows that everyone has gone though the same process, though she has realized that the boys still look at her and the few other females around like they're aliens. (Aliens. Vague images of little green men and a lot of running. Maybe she liked something to do with aliens.) She's sure that she certainly isn't an alien, though she sometimes feels that way.

Generally, she's surly and pugnacious, more because she's endlessly frustrated with her own mind and the mysterious nature of the Glade, though it sometimes comes off as if she's the only person this has ever happened to here.

She is not, however, unkind to the Med-Jack showing her the ropes. That meanness is even beyond her. ]

I'm okay, [ is all she says, rolling bandage wraps. ]

[ It's not hard to remember what it was like, being the newest Newbie straight from the Box. She hasn't been the first girl to show up in the Glade, nor the last, and even she still catches the occasional odd look from one of the older Gladers, the boys who had been here long before any girls had appeared. Aerith simply nods sympathetically as she shakes out the right amount of pills into one hand. ]

I know it's hard, [ she says softly, counting them out before looking back up at Natalie. ] But you get used to it, in time. And before you know it, you won't be the Greenie around here, anymore, and maybe you'll even be teaching them how to do a job, once you find the right one. It really isn't so bad, as long as you stay in here.

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leo valdez | heroes of olympus

kira yukimura | teen wolf

jayne cobb | firefly

aerith | kingdom hearts

wally west | young justice

nathan young | misfits

newt | the maze runner

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thomas | tmr

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annabeth chase | pjo

8> hi

c: hiii

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natalie | n2n

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