The Masses

Act VII

The men try to determine if it is more efficient to lift them from the carts and carry them, rather than try to roll them over to the tables – taking up potentially valuable cart time. They pull F2.3 from the garden. They lift her from the cart, and the cart is whisked away to load another woman. It is quickly found that the best way to lift them is face up and with two people. While lifting her, Man 3, holding her legs by draping her knees over his elbows and grabbing her by the waist, notices how convenient this position is and pushes into her while he holds her. She gasps. The man (6) holding her from the front notices her open mouth and considers its potential as a new orifice.

Man 3: Put the arms around me, I think it would give greater leverage.

Man 6: Not just yet, I've noticed another entrance.

Man 3: A third one?

Man 6: (while thrusting into her mouth) Well, this is fascinating... It seems to work, but a great deal more interaction will be needed for it to work well. There is no disappointment, though the lust is a bit mild.

Man 3: Tell the Captain. Maybe he'll think of something.

Captain: I'm standing behind you..

Man 3: Oh. Well, another new-

Captain: Yes. I heard. Seems like an obvious one. How did we miss it?

Man 6: No one was looking for it, really. Anyway, it doesn't work very well.

Captain: What's the problem?

Man 6: It turns out they have teeth too. And, as you can imagine, that's an issue against flesh.

Captain: Pity. It looked so promising.

They realize they are partially standing in the way of guys trying to move women to and from the ethereal garden, and move to a table.

Man 3: Might there be a way to train them to perform this one simple task? We've tried getting them to... bounce on us, but that seems beyond their capabilities, at this juncture. Perhaps something simple like squeezing with their lips is something they are capable of learning?

Captain: I wouldn't know. (Gestures man 1 over). But let's find out.

Man 1: (loudly, from across the room) Yes, captain.

The men nearby, again, are startled by someone raising their voice, but less so than before.

Captain: (loudly, in response) Who did you appoint to monitor the... e-garden?

Man 1: Actually, I took care of that myself.

Captain: Oh, well have you had any luck figuring out a way to communicate with them?

Man 1: So far, (he approaches, voice dropping in volume as he gets closer) I've found only one way... well, two, but the only relevant way is to enter the e-garden yourself.

Captain: And the second?

Man 1: Well, it doesn't really qualify. Once they are harvested from the e-garden they can communicate with each other when touching. This is only in theory, however, as I do not monitor them after they are pulled out. But we cannot communicate with them in this fashion, so it isn't relevant to your question.

Captain: That's unfortunate. How does entering the e-garden work?

Man 1: Apparently, they use the garden as a medium to communicate with each other. They've even started to develop a culture, of sorts – passing down rules and information to each iteration, though I couldn't tell you what those rules are, or the information.