Today was your first day working at the S-n, and boy were you- You had to hold back a wince as the graphics glitched and the audio sharpened on the operator training video. "And that's ALL we have to share with you on your first day!" Boy were you disappointed. You had signed up because you thought you'd get to see some cool action, and in the process help some little pitiful object through death! (Sure, wandering through the vast expanse of space and time might have gotten a little boring too.) Not some stupid office job where you have to psychoanalyze every step of some boring life for who knows how long, before you can get to the fun stuff.

"Good luck to you! We sincerely hope things go smo-" That's enough of that. With a sharp click from the remote the stupid video was silenced. Usually, you would have just lit the thing in a plasma fire and watch it melt and bubble until it shut up. . but sadly, your new form was a bit limiting. You sat down at the desk, fidgeting with the gray band on your wrist, staring at the screen- you were assigned to some object named Charcoal. You just had to watch an wri-

Screw it. Within fifteen minutes you were wandering around the achingly white 'building'. C'mon, something, anything interesting. Soon you hit the mass of 'Charger _____' Charger Cords, Chargers, Charger BLOCKS. . Then, you spotted a pinwheel, wearing the same grey band you wore.

Perfect.