Science Is King

Science dictates lives: what you do, where you live, who you marry. It takes care of you, covers your bills, keeps you healthy, and all it asks in return is that you participate in a few experiments. Ridgeway has always been a control group, left mostly alone, but the Department of Science has been moving in, and everything is about to change.

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 Let's Make A New Beginning, Macintosh / Dawn
Dylan Malone
 Posted: May 12 2018, 05:53 PM
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Age // 20

Posts // 19

Merit // Neutral

Alias // Sarah

Occupation // College student - Statistics

Partner // Mac Apfel

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+ Stay away from "it" and we're golden.


The big day was here, finally. Some people might have headed into the Courthouse with dread. Others might have gone with nerves or eager anticipation or, hell, even excitement. People wanted and expected different things out of the government's idea of a good life.

Dylan wanted a new start. That was the whole of it. The whole expectation. Macintosh seemed like an all right girl. She wasn't a townie, so she didn't have the Malone bias, and that counted for a lot. She seemed smart. He liked her sense of humor. As a partner went, there wasn't a whole lot more than that he could ask. If more happened, well, so much the better.

Unless, you know, it happened with a cow.

Still, here he was, only a couple of minutes late to the beginning of a new life, dressed as nicely as he had. Hands in his pockets, waiting for the new missus to arrive.

Macintosh Apfel Dawn

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Macintosh Apfel
 Posted: May 14 2018, 03:52 PM
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Age // 22.

Posts // 13

Merit // High

Alias // Dawn

Occupation // Livestock Vet. Student

Partner // Dylan Malone

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live in the sunshine. swim in the sea. drink the wild air

GMT +1 + She/Her


    Macintosh stared after her brothers car as it disappeared down the street, then slowly glanced down to the small dog currently chewing on the toe of her boot. Her heart had melted the moment she had been introduced to Crispin and his litter of giant puppies – But she hadn’t expected to ever own one of them. Until a month ago she still lived at home, a place that already had all of the animals they could take.

    It’s a big house. You’re gonna want something to fill it with. Macintosh sighed. You’ve always wanted a dog of your own. Crispin had plenty of good and well-thought out arguments, and unfortunately he had known that Mac had lost the battle as soon as she had been face to face with a puppy to take home. But she still suspected it had more to do with her potentially having a dog to protect her against a potentially shady husband than anything else. She had spoken Dylan’s case, their contact through texts being rather amusing and him not seeming all that bad… But Crispin had been in Ridgeway for longer than she had, and the prejudice was showing through.

    Well… He did say that he was okay with dogs and cats…” She said, kneeling down for a moment to scratch the overly excited puppy behind its ears. It was still so little. It wasn’t an ideal starter dog either but she took some solace in her brothers experience with the breed. It did make her a little nervous though… Even for Alaskan Malamutes, the parents of this little thing were rather big. It’d take some time to grow to that size, but Mac wasn’t large or in charge.

    Lightly looping the leash around her hand, she tugged it with her, the puppy soon leading the way. It didn’t stop and hesitate the way that she did when she was about to enter the building, the reality of what was about to happen hitting her all at once. She’d gone on to see Honey have a – mostly – successful partnership, even if she didn’t like John at all. Crispin’s had never seen as rosy and romantic as the ones Mac imagined and heard of, but there had been genuine affection between he and Harlee. Even so, it felt like a big step in life and she was nervous.

    She could barely talk to guys in her daily life. The pressure was even bigger today, and her cheeks were heating up just crossing the floor to the receptionist. She stuttered and had to repeat her name twice, a little taken aback by the look of judgement she received. She wasn’t entirely sure if it was the charming joke that was her name or if it was the puppy that was pulling and tugging on the leash. Perhaps the receptionist just had a really poor day.

    Bracing herself, she walked into the waiting area with her head held high and strong steps. Then immediately spotted Dylan, felt her cheeks turn tomato-red and lowered her gaze. The moment of hesitation being all the puppy needed to make a run for it, and with her moment of distraction the leash slipped, and the little ball of fur bolted into the room.

    No!” She exclaimed, wincing when it was just loud enough to make a slight echo and cause people to look up. “I’m.. I’m.. So sorry to disturb…” She began, moving to take a couple of long steps to grab the leash, it slipping just by her fingertips.

    So much for a good impression.
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