Space Janitor 019 approached the door, and it opened automatically. The room was empty. Except for the middle of the room. In the middle of the room, there was a desk. On the desk sat a backpack with a hose attached. Space Janitor regarded it curiously. He l got in closer to the pack and … Continue reading Space Janitor 019
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Space Janitor 018
“For now, hold onto it, you’ll need it to keep track of things. Some of your wages will be deducted to go towards your cost of living.” the Great Dane said to Space Janitor 018 “OK, thank you for the advice,” said Space Janitor. “Not advice, common knowledge. Everyone born here’s got one. Unless they’re breeding … Continue reading Space Janitor 018
Space Janitor 017
“I’m sorry to hear about Rusty,” said Space Janitor. “I hope he didn’t suffer too much.” space janitor 017 “No more than any of the rest of us do. When we’re born, we have a debt, and it will be repaid.” said the Great Dane. “Yes, the cost of existence. If only we had a … Continue reading Space Janitor 017
Space Janitor 014
Space Janitor took the card and held it tight to his chest. He didn’t know what it meant. He summarised it was a location somewhere in the building. Space Janitor 014 Space Janitor 014 Space Janitor felt compelled to ask the desk dog where exactly was he supposed to go. Good boy he was, he … Continue reading Space Janitor 014
Space Janitor: Late arrivals (001-010)
“I’ve just arrived,” said the space janitor. (Space Janitor: Late arrivals) “Obviously,” said the being the podium. The being behind the counter had some British Bulldog predominating in genealogy. The classic line, late 20th century. Deliberately designed to have respiratory problems. Here standing before the space janitor, this one. A quick check of the photographic … Continue reading Space Janitor: Late arrivals (001-010)