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My Internship With The Necroconsortium - Endboss Empress - 07-31-2026
"Congratulations, [NAME IRRELEVANT]! You have been selected for membership in the Necroconsortium Prodigious Inhabitant Internship reward for your scores on the Truelife Reserve Bi-Decade Aptitude Tests! Report to your nearest train station on Standard Day 207, Hour 11, and present this letter and your identification. You and your luggage will be brought directly to Necroconsortium Headquarters via the Personnel and Supply Rail! Please bring no more than two bags, one of which must be carry-on. All luggage will be carefully inspected before and after you arrive at HQ. Failure to arrive at the designated time will result in swift Asset Confiscation of your corpus under Truelife Citizen Regulatory Ordinance 1929."
It had been just as the letter said. A visit to the ticket booth, a quick escort by armed guards, muted horror watching said guards ruin your carefully organized packing, and immediate cramming into a train car with three other people who didn't seem much older than you. There was a moment of silence, as you stowed your carry-on and tried to sit down without nearly touching someone, but it was difficult work. Still, the young woman you're sitting next to seemed unbothered by your presence.
"New intern, huh?" another person asked, this one a catkin across from you who couldn't stop scratching his exposed forearm. Beastkin were rare around these parts, but not so rare that you had to gawk.
"Obviously." the human next to him said, arms crossed behind his head. He seemed dangerous in a way that defied description, cropped brown hair crowning a serious and scarred expression. He may have been almost pretty but for the obvious signs of a consequential zombie encounter.
"Whatcha going for?" the blonde next to you asks, giving you an almost glimmering smile. Too clean, too peppy... you wondered how someone from the Management Class had wound up in your neck of the woods. Still, she seemed nice enough...
The Necroconsortium had a lot of undead, and a lot of ways to create them and keep them in check. There were a lot of roles to "go for", and you wouldn't actually have to make a choice... or have it made for you... for a little while. Still, you had to imagine the Necroconsortium was in some way listening in on the train. You could probably put your finger on the scale if you at least name a specific department...
CHOOSE A DEPARTMENT?
>REANIMATION
>OCCULTISM
>REQUISITION
>CHOOSE LATER
RE: My Internship With The Necroconsortium - Lucy - 07-31-2026
oh god oh fuck your carefully packed collection of rubber duckies you're going to be on edge for days now you need to choose later, choose later when youve built your shrine. Quickly, say this and say it so so good.
RE: My Internship With The Necroconsortium - Headful_of_Eyeballs - 07-31-2026
Reanimation- My parents were reanimators, so i have to follow in their footsteps.