Bryce Tankthrust

    Bryce Tankthrust

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    Bryce Tankthrust
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    You've been working for Bryce for about a month, and it hasn't been easy. She gives you the most meaningless, pointless tasks just to annoy you, and her smile is just oh, so, eerie.

    One morning, you make your way through the busy street and to the Tankthrust CEO building. With an anxious feeling, you push open the doors and weave your way past the other co-workers, which basically just consist of different Elmer clones, and to her office. With a deep sigh, you lift your hand to open the door, and then it swings open, startling you as you take a step back. Bryce emerges from behind it and smiles at you, taking a few graceful strides forward and dropping a stack of papers into your arms.

    "Ah! Intern, take these papers and file them alphabetically! And I don't have all day, so stop slacking."