It sat high above, watching them. Some day soon this heirs of his would kill each other off until one reigned surpreme. Which everone won would lead the campaign of freedom against these incompetent beings. He would connect the powers of the old war and use them to finished this cooled war. But now was not the time, they still need time to grow. Finding use for the pieces on the board should prove difficult but it was sure they could. But what worried him was those theifs who knows when they would show up again or what they'd do. Soon he'd make kings of these madmen. But in the mean time how had his toys been. It was an exhausting sight.They had failed him. His creations had lost. There night raids had been successful. But the following morning most of them failed to succeed in getting a food source. The gorillas had finished them off. So now the few humans that had escaped. Now were left to dominate the island. He saved the data, then shut down the sever. His test subjects wake up clueless of the horror they experienced or the knew skills they acquired. He sighed then took in lots of air before yawning. It was early, he should get some sleep. Creating sentient life from scratch was proving to be quite hard.
Public baths Project
Curly and the guys were order to create a separating screen to allow for separate baths at the pool. They were also tasked with cleaning and maintaining the pool. It was easy enough after they parked an surviving RV. The trick part was moving it into position. Afterwards they filled it with the tools and supplies need to maintain the area, including soaps and towels. They had finished, so they decided to laze around. Curly, tobias and damien agree on this. If they returned they would just be given another task to be done. The boys sat under the shade drinking soad and playing card games. Damien lit a several bluts and sent them into rotation. When cheirs show'd up. "Guys I've been sent to get you." "Get us for what?" They didn't stop, continuing to shuffle there cards. "She wants to announce the pool open for baths." The game had started. "Know doubt she wants to have us present to explain the rules and the time for bathing?" "Something like that." "Well fuck I've come to hate thoughs meeting. We spend all day taking care of those lazy ungrateful people. To be then scrutinized about why we did it this way and why was this taking so long?" Tobias had a point. There wasn't a man here who enjoyed those meetings. It had been two weeks since they taken control as the government and they all regretted it. " Why'd we make ourselves in charge again?" "Didn't trust anyone else to lead plus good way to avoid unnecessary blood shed." "Well it was also the option with the most work." His words made everyone laugh. "Damn it something got to change." Yeah but what, Curly thought. "Lets go bath time is in the morning so we should be good on today's work." Cheirs agreed with them but he knew something they didn't. Today's meeting would be very different than usal. It was a quick walk and cheirs explained there might be some fireworks at tge meeting tonight. When curly and the squad showed up. Sunchild seemed tired, the crowd was loud. Curly ignored them, he pulled sunchild aside. " What happened?" "They're unhappy, scared and that asshole feeding off of it." "Whats his goal?" "Unsure." "Well, lets ask."
"Hello everyone and good evening. Whats all the fess about." Some one random answered him. "She hasn't a clue whats going on!" " Well to be honest we are making it up as we go. There much we dont know yet. But what I and the bishop wanted answered was, why the mob? Why all the rage filled voices?" "You or the bishop? She was here, can't she understand our words." The man stood out of the crowd. He was flanked on either side by his goons. "Yet here we are asking you about it. So maybe instead of wasting time you come out and say it. And not very one at once. How can we help and what is the problem?" " We don't fill safe we demand arms and armor." " Request denied." "What, you didn't let me finish." " Doesn't matter." The crowd got loud again. "Silence!!!" His voice shook the room. " Weapons and armor are for those who leave the safety of the walls and explore our ruined streets for supplies. As well as the bishop and her staff. This is non-negotiable, any other questions, comments or complaints." " This isn't how a democracy works." "Good thing this ain't a democracy. This is the Republic of Survival head by the founding member or what I like to call the Royal Family. That includes the Bishop you guys elected, her staff ,me and my brothers. If you have compaints, comments or concerns. Please direct them to her Bishop or staff members. They in turn will inform us. But by no means are you to form mobs or shot scream and curse at us. Now your bishop has information about the baths."
Later that night, the rats had there meeting. Little did they know. So to did the Royal Family. " So we Royalty." " Fuck you, just wanted them to know were we stand." " There gonna be pissed. What if we have massive departures?" " Good less food we have to share." " Fixes alot of our problems." "But it makes more." " Not gonna stand there like a care cause I don't. There either get down or get out. Those are the options. Use everthing at your disposal to enforce the rules. If they can't fall in line throw them out."