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UNIT 7 APPLICATION FORUM

Application Header: Project Ember – Civilian Integration Intake Form
Designation: Post-Photosphere Evacuation Protocol (The “Wandering Ember” Initiative)

Personal Statement of Intent:

SECTION 1: TERMS OF CIVILIAN INTEGRATION – UNIT 7

By submitting this application, the undersigned (“Applicant”) acknowledges and agrees to the following binding terms without exception, reservation, or future legal challenge:

1.1 – Indefinite Labor Obligation
Applicant accepts compulsory, uncompensated labor assignment for the duration of residency within Unit 7. This includes, but is not limited to: maintenance, waste reclamation, fungal agriculture shifts, tunnel excavation, radiation scrubbing, and any duty deemed “critical to collective survival” by Unit 7 Administration.

1.2 – Revocable Status
Civilian status in Unit 7 is a privilege, not a right. Applicant accepts that they may be de-selected at any time, for any reason, or for no stated reason. Grounds for de-selection include, but are not limited to: resource shortages, administrative discretion, biotic contamination risk, or “reduction of non-essential headcount.” De-selected individuals shall be returned to the surface via the East Access Lock. No appeal process exists.

1.3 – No Legal Personhood
Upon entry into Unit 7, Applicant waives all claims to legal personhood as recognized by any pre-Event government, treaty, or charter. Applicant is classified as Unit Material—a biological asset with no right to representation, relocation, or refusal of assignment. The term “citizen” is ceremonial.

1.4 – Biological Surrender
Applicant’s body, including all tissues, organs, genetic material, and post-mortem biomass, becomes property of Unit 7 upon death or de-selection. No burial, no memorial, no return of remains. Composting or protein reclamation shall occur within 48 hours.

1.5 – Family Separation Clause
Applicant acknowledges that family members not listed on this intake form (including but not limited to spouses, children, siblings, and elders) hold no claim to future berths, visitation rights, or information regarding Applicant’s status. Unit 7 is not obligated to confirm whether Applicant remains alive.

By signing below, Applicant states:

“I own nothing. I owe everything. I accept the floor corner.”

Section 2: Applicant Identification & Disclosures

I, the undersigned, submit this application for permanent civilian status in Underground City Unit 7. I attest that all information provided is accurate under penalty of summary removal from consideration.

Dependents: Two (spouse, minor child). Neither will accompany me. Family financial reserves are insufficient for multiple berths. This separation is permanent and voluntary on my part alone.

Contribution: *”A one-time deposit of 10,000 LabourTokens (verified, non-counterfeit, encoded on a chipped manganese wafer) is offered to Unit 7’s general trust fund upon conditional acceptance.

Section 3: Statement of Intent

Humanity no longer looks to the sky for hope. The sky is white noise—a silent, furious shriek of radiation where Sol, our progenitor, once hung. The surface is a tomb of molten silicate and ghost towns turned to glass. Above ground, there is no dawn, only the ceaseless expansion of a red giant consuming what little remains of our solar cradle.

I am applying for citizenship in Underground City Unit 7 because I have nowhere else to go. Not because I am exceptional. Because I am desperate.

I understand what Unit 7 is. Everyone on the surface knows. There are seven underground units in total—Units 1 through 6 are the survival units. They house administrators, engineers, medical staff, scientists. Their air is filtered. Their hydroponics are automated. Their children learn mathematics. Unit 7 is not a survival unit. Unit 7 is the workhouse. It is where the other six units send their broken equipment for repair, their waste for processing, their dead for rendering. It is where the heavy lifting happens—tunnel excavation, geothermal vent maintenance, radiation scrubber overhaul, corpse disposal. Unit 7 has the lowest life expectancy and the highest birth rate, because even in the apocalypse, someone has to dig. I know this. I am applying anyway. A short life underground is still longer than a long one on the surface.

I am coming alone, I have decided for my family. My wife and my daughter remain above. There is no currency for three tickets. There is barely money for one. I sold everything. I borrowed. I begged. Please understand—this is not abandonment. This is arithmetic. One men in unit 7 is worth more to unit 7 than my wife and daughter combined. (No offense intended to all the relevant races, genders etc, this is merely just for effect)

I can deposit 10,000 Labour Tokens to Unit 7’s general trust fund upon conditional acceptance. You know what Labour Tokens are, but let me state it plainly for the record: Labour Tokens are the official currency of the underground network. There is no coin. There is no paper. There is no digital credit—the old networks died with the old world. A Labour Token is a physical disc stamped from recycled manganese, encoded with a unique signature that cannot be counterfeited. You earn one Token for 1 hours of continuous hard labour—mining, hauling, scrubbing, rendering. You do the work. The government gives you the Token. You then trade the Token for food, water, medicine, or—if you save enough—a bunk. Ten thousand Tokens represents approximately 120,000 hours of labour. That is nearly fourteen years of twelve-hour days. No breaks. No weekends. I did not earn these Tokens alone. My wife worked beside me. My daughter, when she was old enough to hold a pick, worked beside both of us.

Section 4: Affirmation

Signature: _____________ ( <—Pretend there is a signature on the left and pls don’t deduct points for this)

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