10/25/2024
Michael walked up to the grand entrance of the park, the sign proudly declaring corporate greed to the world at the entrance glowing a bright pink that read “EDEN: DALLAS”. Michael was carrying an instant pot filled with his addition to the Potluck: Spicy bean and beef chilli (made with halal beef as a few of his co-workers were muslim). He went through the employees only door in the Hell Creek building and went through the pristine black and white tiled hallways until he reached the employee common area. Here, he saw all the Coworkers he came to know as friends, along with some newbies.
Michael placed his pot on the table where all the food was laid out, a menagerie of both simple and exotic foods laid out upon it. The only other chili option was one made from a Protoceratops, something he wanted to try but also didn’t; he didn’t want to try the taste of his work pet. He put a sticky note on his pot with his name and what it contained before he looked at all the other food options.
Godzilla— a giant, Zimbabwe man who actually went by the name “Innocent” — had put out some funny little cupcakes that had plastic dinosaurs on top, while a couple of new people named Ember and Lindsey made Anomalocaris based sliders. From the moment he laid his eyes on one, he wanted to know what they tasted like. He kept looking at all the options: Dinosaur claw shaped carrot cakes made by the Clyners, mildly dark considering what happened to the two of them; There was also a delicious looking bowl of Israeli Couscous made by Benjamin, and next to it a bunch of small Shwarmahs made by Osama (an unfortunate name, especially when considering the fact he works for the company that killed the famous one) and his wife.
Michael looked around for Godzilla while holding one of his cupcakes, it was surprisingly hard to find Godzilla despite him being nearly as tall as a lunarian. Speaking of lunarians, he happened to bump into Clyner on his way. Clyner was short for a lunarian; despite that, he was easily 6 '9, even with all his injuries. It was always a little disturbing to look at Clyner, especially if you knew where he was in 2025, but, in spite of the scarred and eyepatched surface, Clyner was a kind soul. “OH, hey mate!” He said while looking down at Michael, who was much shorter in comparison, as he was only 5’ 11 .
“‘Ello mate,” Michael said while still looking around for Godzilla, “‘You see Godzilla? I hafta’ give ‘em compliments for his bloody good baking.”
“Yeah, I see him, he's over there by the door to the Theropod room.”
“Isn’t today the day he got out?”
“Yeah, still got his power armor on, actually.”
“Oh, a bloody bad time he had in there,”
“He doesn’t look too hurt.”
“He gets at least ten more bloody scars each time, mate.”
“True,”
“Thank ye for helpin’ me find him though, mate. Have a jolly good time.”
“That I will!”
After that, Michael went through the small crowd of people to get to Godzilla, who was, as Clyner said, still in a full set of Power Armor. The armor was covered in small dents, and he had placed the extremely broken helmet on the table next to him with a cake on it that said “Happy 15th theropod duty!”
If anything, that cake was there to celebrate the survival of 15 of them, it wasn’t some dumb promotion cake, it was a proper sign of his strength. Everyone remembered the scare on his 10th, so they were glad he made it that far. They all thought the company should just stop sending him in after the time his leg was nearly torn off by a dilophosaurus. Thankfully, the dilo died, and Godzilla got out with his leg still mostly attached and his insides, by some luxury, not burned.
Michael had to jump to high five Innocent, after all, the guy was nearly 7 feet tall, he probably would be if his leg wasn’t nearly torn off by a dinosaur. Godzilla chuckled in his thick Zimbabwean accent “Michael! I'm so glad to see you!”
“And I'm bloody glad to see ye mate.”
“So, have you got any news on any upcoming assignments for the company?”
“No, not yet.”
“Not even from Clyner? I saw you talking to him.”
“Nope, just chatted with him to be able to find you,”
“Ah, well then, I have some news for you.”
“And what is that, mate?”
“You’re next on Theropod Duty… specifically the rexes.”
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