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[v_knidh8er]

Just as all roads lead to Rome and all rivers to the sea, all pipes in New Loompaland lead to the Cistern.
The Cistern is the main waste water collection site, a fitting end for what was once the metallic chamber Wonka used to bring them all over from Loompaland in the first place. With every flush of ever toilet and ever empty of ever trash bin the Loompas tell Wonka daily exactly what they think of his protection. In hindsight, they were better off with the Wangdoodles.

The Cistern itself is a long cone shaped structure, which allows for the collection of any and all sediment that should find it's way though the series of filters and screens. For reasons of a sanitary nature, it is also bisected into domestic and industrial waste. The heart and liver of New Loompaland all in one. Two large arms holding baked cotton candy paddles churn each side to keep it circulating.

Water is boiled away and transported back to the underground reservoir. Solid products captured by the lower level filters, broken down to chemical components and then further processed into familiar cleaning solutions. Solutions in high demand as the population of the bustling bar and community grow.

Into the sides of each compartment are foot and hand holds. They have been pressed into the very metal itself.

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[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Nightmare scenarios inspired by Swift start to play in Indy's head as he ascends the passage, moving towards a more open area ahead. The tunnel eventually widens into a cavernous hall, with many other passages feeding in, each with its own ubiquitous rail link to the main loop around this central chamber.

In the middle of this hub is a statue of a lone Oompa Loompa in a toga, a shackle with a broken chain above his slippered foot and a blazing torch held aloft in one of his chubby hands. The effigy looks suspiciously like sculpted rock candy—not that the red and white stripes give it any less majesty.

Indy looks around nervously.

[v_knidh8er]

Doctor Jones isn't the only one who's nervous. Loompa-monium has broken loose in the square. The locals scream and run in any direction they can that will get them as far away from the human as possible.

In the stampede, a small Loompa child wails having lost its mother in the chaos.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Indy reacts helplessly, recognizing the orange people and finally getting an inkling to where he might be. He pleads desperately with the fleeing crowds.

"Wait! Noooo... I'm not going to hurt you! I don't know how I got here. I just want to get back to the bar. Oh geez!"

His gruff bellow just causes more widespread terror and an aged veteran from the original group of refugees is trampled in the hysteria, his candy cane lying broken nearby.

[v_knidh8er]

As quickly as the square emptied, it is filled again. Not by Loompas in shotty smocks made of dingy fabric, no these particular Loompas are clad in brightly colored body armor. They surround Indy making sure to remain just out of his extended reach. A whistle sounds, and a path forms in the crowd. The Loompa General steps forward, sizing Indiana up as he goes.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

In the mayhem, Indy misses the chance to react to the encircling maneuver. Goddamn... it's the Hovitos all over again.

With a light groan, he waits for a reincarnated Belloq to show up, and seems a little disappointed when the portly leader approaches instead. All the same, he adopts a watery smile and tries not to make any sudden moves, giving a show of respect to this new culture to the best of his ability.

"Uh... greetings."

[v_knidh8er]

This tallest of the Loompas gives Indy a good stern looking at. The rumors are beginning to spread like molasses on a hot day. In the streets they are saying that Wonka has returned to take them all back to the factory. This tallest of the Loompas is one of the few that remembers Wonka. This man is no Wonka. What this man is, is a mistake that will set their operation back weeks. Someone has made a grave error. The council elders will have to be told.

He turns on the balls of his feet and begins to march away. The pathway closes behind him. When it is completely sealed, the tallest Loompa whistles.

With that, the Taffy Patrol opens fire on Doctor Jones.