JLS HQ Floorplans v1.4

Welcome to the JLS HQ. At least we're pretty sure it's the JLS HQ, not the Levittown Convention Center or Madison Square Garden. Actually, it might be both. It is large and noisy. But does Levittown even have a convention center? Are we even in Levittown? Or am I simply amused by the fact that Levittown is the country's first prefab suburb?

Yes.

Okay, the grand tour. As you enter you'll see our very own gift shop. It is highly recommended you buy some JLS Riot Gear^TM before proceeding any further.

The main area is where all the magic happens. Witchcraft, voodoo, sacrifice, praystationing... if it involves being fantastically gullible and massive bloodshed, you'll find it here.

The lab is evil. Nothing says lovin' like somethin' from the oven. Or chemical bath. Yeah, that's it. Good old fashioned genetically engineered lifeforms.. um.

We have an armory. It has weapons. Scary weapons. Powerful weapons. Possibly illegal weapons. Not child-safe, but not child-proof either. Because then even we couldn't use them.

The Vault is... not for prying eyes. That part of the tour costs extra.

No one ever goes in the kitchen. It's prolly the only room scarier than the lab. We have massive quantities of Tang. Would you like some Tang? Have some Tang. Sorry, fresh out of Tang. Try some Tang.

Bathroom break already? The ladies' room is near the kitchen and men's is near the girly room. This ain't Ally McBeal folks. And ladies, watch out for the hamper. Strange little men lurk in there. And Renie's underwear. Coincidence?

I think not.

The girly room is by the men's room. What, you thought girls actually used the girly room? Fool.

We have an outside. No one ever uses it because they fear the sun. Or the smell. I think that's Joe. We left him in a garbage bag somewhere out there... and the garbagemen refuse to pick up our trash anymore. Something about oozing boils, severed body parts, glowing green rats... wait a minute...

Body parts?

Dammit!