Week 3

[airlockedmods]

[Four people dead now - six, if you include the crew. Things have been a little rough on the Starfield Penitentiary this week. Blaze Dudely doesn't make a public reappearance during the weekend, so you've got a few days to yourselves to recover, though he's probably still sticking to his office hours if you really feel like going to see him. On Sunday morning, you may find that you're recovering a a few other things as well - both strange dreams and some new items.

In addition, there's a new set of doors at the end of the corridor, by that empty space where you'd been having your fight club. Looks like you've got a new wing to explore.]



Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( ooc: Don't forget to turn in your AC for Week 2, submit your memory regains, and put in your benefactor threads! ))

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WEDNESDAY

[airlockedmods]

[Happy Benefactor Day!!

Oh, also there's no more food.]

Mods, this contains an investigation.

[toomanybaseballs]

[Craaaaap.]

[The stuff that arrived at Cell 10 doesn't look like food either. And is that... A maid uniform?! SCREW THAT SHIT, Leon's getting rid of it. At least he and Oda can share the bearies they got earlier.]

[After that's done with, Leon was gonna take the maid dress directly to the room of fire, but... What was that sharp looking metal in the exercise yard? He's not gonna stab anyone and vore them, but having a pile of metal bits in a place where you run seemed a bit weird... Might as well take a look.]

10

[tenimuho]

[Two maid uniforms, if you're not counting the one Oda got with his stuff. He's sorting that into the 'to give away' pile.]

Good morning to you. Did you sleep the night through?

[...that's not what he wanted to say.]

[rickdiculous]

Prompt A - Closed to Akande

[Rick wakes up hanging halfway off the lower bed, a small puddle of drool pooled on the floor underneath his open mouth. It's also noted that he's currently afflicted with what just might be the worst hangover he has ever had, and he audibly groans as he awakens from his drunken stupor.

He staggers out of the bed, nearly tripping over himself as he places his palm against the cell wall. He hasn't yet put his labcoat on, having used it as a blanket last night, and his eyes are half-lidded.

Good a time as any to catch his roomie before he heads out.]

Uh. Sup.

Prompt B

[Okay, for the most part, Rick is going to confine himself to the cell for the day. There's not much point in leaving it outside of grabbing the hoe and the maid uniform that show up and placing them back in the room.

But briefly, he'll make an appearance in the kitchen, eyes half-lidded. He grabs himself a bottle of water, and turns to leave. But in the process, he'll notice somebody standing there, and offer them a slightly quieter greeting than what would normally be expected of him.]

Yo.

bee

[helladoptera]

[ Max gives a little wave. ]

Hey there, Rick. Feeling... how are you feeling?

[goldrighthand]

[The groan - an actual conscious groan, as opposed to mumbling in sleep - awakens Akande almost instantly. Not that he gets up or even opens his eyes, instead simply listening and figuring out Rick's motions through those cues. Good thing he did put him on the lower bunk, considering how uncoordinated he is; also a good thing that he was able to move the mattress from the upper, down to the floor.

Because that's where he is now, albeit tucked as out of the way as he could get it. Didn't want the hungover man stepping on him, after all. But as his eyes slit open, taking in the sight of the man...]

Hm.

[OH SHIT IT'S THE SILENT TREATMENT YOU REALLY PISSED HIM OFF-]

I'm glad we're out of liquor.

[-nevermind they're cool]

b

[nightcure]

[ Huh. Ain't that different. Noctis raises a hand in greeting. ]

Hey. Doing alright?

[tenimuho]

How are you feeling today? After that whole display.

[Oda suspects that Rick has the hangover from hell, but he might as well ask first.

...he's getting used to the rhyme thing.]

[silverguitarhero]

[John stares with exasperation at the maid outfit he's received today, especially when he notices the boob window. After a while, he folds it up and starts carrying it to the incinerator.

Later on, he can be found again in the library, flipping carefully through a pocket-sized book that looks much more old and worn than the others here.]

It looks just like I remember. Maybe a bit more worn over time...

library

[tokencanadian]

[Pyrrha's also in here, checking out some of the literature, but she notices the pocket-sized book that John seems so fascinated with.]

Is that an interesting book?

[tenimuho]

[Today Oda woke up only being able to speak in rhyme, and he's not sure what to make of that.

Also, there's no more food publicly available, but Oda heads to the mess hall to lay out his pile of stuff with the same sign as usual. He's wearing the fancy outfit he just got - minus wig - and is spending his time sitting there trying to crack open the nuts on his nut basket without aid of a nutcracker.

(He gets it eventually.)

Later he can be found in the library, looking through the nonfiction shelves in case there happens to be a book about things you can safely eat that aren't food.]

A garden would have helped, or something off the shelf...

[After that, he checks through the medicine in the infirmary once again, to see if there are vitamins widely available and not just in fruit-flavored chewable form.]

mess hall

[goldrighthand]

[Oda will get a surprised look from Akande when the man sees what he's wearing - but no comment on it. Instead, he sees what he's doing, and-]

Allow me.

[If there's something decently small and solid nearby, Akande will absolutely use it, the table, and his own strength to do the job. If nothing else there's something in the kitchen, probably.]

Library

[silverguitarhero]

I think you mentioned wanting a good look at The Long-Lost Friend? [John seems pretty happy to have finally gotten his copy of said book back.]

[heartswapped]

[Well, if some mysterious entity is going to be so nice as to deposit a butler outfit at her door, it'd be rude of her not to wear it.

Since regain items are apparently still available, Cheryl's going to the kitchen to check on that cake first thing in the morning. After seeing that it's still there, for the most part, she takes a piece of paper, Writes "FREE CAKE" on one side, and sticks it on the fridge door.

Her work done, she gets herself a glass of water from the tap and heads on over to the arts and crafts room to distract herself from her normal habit of stress cooking being cruelly ripped away from her. She works on some small items with the felt and beads for a while, before moving on to try to draw something.

It looks like...a map? Still very childish and not at all to scale, though.

She seems oddly quiet today. Well, "oddly" if you hadn't been at the group drinking game last night.]

kitchen

[induality]

[Fukawa came for a drink but blinks when she sees Cheryl putting a cake in the fridge, especially considering the shape of their food stash being... well... empty.]

...i-it might be a while before we get anymore food... wh-why are you giving it away?

[She doesn't understand you lady.]

kitchen

[tokencanadian]

[Pyrrha wasn't expecting much in here, but basically nothing was it. To... suddenly find a huge cake in here...?

She feels almost blasphemous for looking at it.]

Is... is this alright to eat?

kitchen

[andneversaydie]

...Oh, well, that's nice of you.

[...but she won't go ahead and take a piece yet. because uh. damn. never have I ever got real awkward and she's more interested in letting other people go before her regardless...]

Do you know who all's gotten cake?

kitchen

[chides]

...Thanks, but are you sure about this? We don't exactly have a lot of food left.

[induality]

[ closed to Soma ]

[...another batch of univited gifts. Fukawa starts with the most obvious one this time. It's another outfit. Definitely not hers. In fact, it's definitely a butler's suit. A fancy one with purple accents. She'd wanted to replace this ugly jumpsuit as quickly as possible past time but was this going to be just another case of someone else's stuff she'll just be giving back a day later? Besides... men's clothing...

She's making faces at it out in the hallway.]

[ Everything else ]

[After her exchange with Soma, they've traded. But she's not wearing it just yet. There's one thing she has to fix first. Hence why she can be found in arts and crafts cutting a piece of white fabric out of the removed apron.

From that point on she's wearing the costume-- boob hole now tastefully covered with some white fabric from the inside. At last-- a small piece of almost normalcy. Which she plans to enjoy for the rest of the day in the library

But eventually she remembers there were some other things out in the hallway and checks them out. And immediately she regretted the entire order of everything. Holding a small plush. Behind all her surprise she seems... happier than she's ever been.]

Th-this is...!!

...that said, either in the library or the hallway you might also notice some scars on her legs now that the costume change is complete. They look like... the tics you make when you're keeping track of numbers...]

hallway

[tenimuho]

Oh, it's cute.

[Cuter than the Monobear plush, at least.

Oda wasn't eavesdropping, he was just walking past, but...]

It's something you recognize?

[power_of_dominance]

[This is the first time he's gotten something. It's only one thing, but...

What the hell is he supposed to do with this? He's sure as hell not going to wear it. He's just staring at the floofy wad of black and white fabric until he notices Fukawa.]

Is that... did they give you a suit?

[tokencanadian]

[Pyrrha awakes in cell 1 to the sounds of a squawking, robotic parrot. Said parrot was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking right at her before it starts to talk in a metallic voice. It's also rather... loud.

"Brawwk! Pyrrha Nikos didn't make her bed last night!"

Yes, that is the best it can do. It's going to be one of those days.

On the plus side, even more clothes? Pyrrha's actually going to be wearing the butler clothes she found, though maybe not with all the little details. She can at least look fly as they're starving to death.

After looking in the kitchen for any food to eat turns up less then helpful, Pyrrha heads over to the library where she hangs out in a chair, reading a fiction novel and nursing a cup of tea for her breakfast. The parrot is still with her, albeit sitting silent as it rides around the carpet on a... roomba with huge eyelashes? weird.

Even later, Pyrrha's taken to the exercise yard again. She's brought Scraggly's metal broom out and is practicing fighting moves with it. She's doing pretty well with it, albeit she's focusing on this mostly to ignore the hunger...

The parrot is still there. Watching, always watching her. Waiting.]

[pr159]

[ You know what would have been great to find at the door to his cell this morning? Food, or actual men's clothes, or another bottle of whiskey to help distract him from the fact that he hardly has any food or clothes.

You know what's not great? Okay, yes, the maid uniform, but mostly this weird music box (or jack-in-the-box? he doesn't know, he never had many toys) with "DON'T LET THE MUSIC STOP" scrawled on the lid. This might just be the sketchiest god damn thing he has ever received, and that's saying something.

Rideaux is not a superstitious person, and he doesn't get scared of things, but given the situation he's in, he's pretty sure he'd have to be an idiot not to be wary. Odds are this is just some stupid prank, but on the off chance that something might pop out and stab him in the eye or squirt acid on him or something, he really doesn't feel like taking his chances. At least not when he doesn't have his chromatus watch, or any disposable low level agents he can make open this thing for him.

So like a true champion of innovation, he carefully moves it into a cardboard box (so if it accidentally opens while he's carrying it and one of those paranoid worst case scenarios turns out to be real, at least he'll have some kind of barrier) and then just. Chucks the whole damn thing into the incinerator.

WHICH HE REALIZES IMMEDIATELY AFTERWARD MIGHT HAVE BEEN A HUGE MISTAKE IF THERE WAS SOMETHING COMBUSTIBLE IN THERE, but... nothing blows up, so.

Okay.

...God, this is fucking stupid. Is there any alcohol left in the mess hall after last night? ]

[ebonyknight]

Cell 3

[Today, CT and Kiss-Shot might have a laugh at their roommate. The reason? As soon as she wakes up and gets out of bed there is a loud thud as Apollo falls on her face. The reason for this is a pair of roller skates that someone managed to get on her while they all were passed out.]

Who did this?!

[Yes. She's yelling from the floor.]

Open

[Later, Apollo can be found struggling down the hall. Eventually she just ends up in the library and just reads. Maybe if she just. Reads about planets and such again both the ridiculous footwear and hunger will go away. Yes.

Judging by the fact that she eventually leaves the library it doesn't work. Hopefully you don't get run into by the giant or maybe you do.]

slightly later wednesday morning

[pr159]

[ Wondering what the hell that screeching was earlier? Well, if you are, or if you ever wanted to see Rideaux sweeping broken glass into a dustpan with a robot monkey on his back messing with his hair, that sure is happening in the doorway of the mess hall. ]