Week 3

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[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! ))

Comments

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.]

Re: kitchen

[heartswapped]

...it's a pretty big cake, for one.

[Do you know how many people wedding cakes even feed, child]

Besides, having people get on a sugar high and crash is better than seeing them have nothing.

[This is garbage tier food, but whatever, some of you kids have those chewable vitamins.]

[induality]

[Listen her family doesn't... she's not even sure how her family became a family, with three parents. This is probably her first encounter with a real wedding cake.]

S-still, it's better than nothing, isn't it? Trying to keep everyone fed... that might not be realistic.

[She expects people to be out to protect no one but themselves in this situation...]

[heartswapped]

Most important thing is, we've still got water.

[If there's anything she knows from spending most of her teenage years fucking around in the wilderness, it's that your body can go for relatively long without food, but if you don't have water, you're pretty much dead.

Yeah, it's tap water, but it's better than nothing.]

And if I tried to keep this all to myself, it'd get moldy before I could even use all of it. At that point, trying to eat it's like asking for some horrible disease, 'specially if we're kind of bare bones on medical supplies.

[She shrugs. Maybe this girl doesn't understand the concept of basic things like charity, but eh, logic might work.]

So. Sharing sounds good.

[induality]

[That... that makes sense.]

I guess y-you have a point.

[At least she can say this is a problem she never had in Hope's Peak. But then. Y'know. Not in space.]

I wonder why in the hell there's such a big cake here. B-but I guess... a few of the things they give out here don't make a lot of sense.

[heartswapped]

[She's not gonna call attention to the fact it was her cake, but eh.]

A lot of people have been getting stuff from home. Like that one time Noctis' dad's sword was stuck inside a plushie of Will's dog.

...which I'll never understand. That was just weird.

[induality]

At first it seemed like they were just things they took off of us when they kidnapped us. But now there are plush versions of things from home, cakes... s-some of them people don't even remember.

[Like the bloody baseball of Leon's she got. Which he. Thankfully. Still doesn't remember.]

I-it was probably just Blaze's idea of fun. Anything to make us feel worse about all of... this.

[heartswapped]

[She takes out a small red and white ball from the pocket of her butler uniform, then throws it... and out comes a green slime creature.]

And then this.

I mean, I'm glad Adelma's okay, but I'd rather not have her here.

[induality]

[What is it with Fukawa meeting aliens in kitchens? At least her encounters with the other two before their deaths have prepared her a little more for this, she's... still pretty surprised.]

A...delma? Wait... that thing's not from here? ...Is that thing your pet?

[Alien pets?!?]

[heartswapped]

Oh. Yeah, she's been my friend for a while, back where I'm from. Reuniclus can be a little messy, [because slime] but they're one of the smartest Pokemon out there.

[induality]

[O...kay. This is a Pokemon. Got it. But...]

Reuniclus? I thought you just called it Adelma?

[WHICH IS IT?]

[heartswapped]

Adelma is her name.

[What's there to be confused about? ]

Like... Will has a dog, but he calls it Winston.

[induality]

But I thought it was a "Pokemon"?

[Listen. At least she knows cow. Unfortunately one can only know one or the other in this world.]

[heartswapped]

And I'm sure cows and ferrets are also animals, but they don't seem like they're the same as dogs...

[induality]

So... there are many different kinds of... Pokemon?

[Okay, she's getting there.]

I can't believe they've been holding living things among the other things they've taken from us...

[heartswapped]

I know, right? Like, those balls can keep them pretty safe, but you're not supposed to just leave them in there!

[Contrary to what the games say, most people in her world keep their Pokemon outside of their balls most of the time and only use them for travel and, occasionally, for the Pokemon to sleep in. Sort of like a hammerspace dog crate, if you will.]

[induality]

A-animals need space. And exercise. [...] They have to eat too, right?

[She... would guess. Which would make their situation here even worse. Fukawa doesn't want to see anyone's pet they care about die.]

[heartswapped]

[She gives a slow nod.]

I've already taken what I can for them, and most Psychic-types don't eat that much compared to a person, [being able to subsist on dreams and emotions and such] but...

[induality]

[This sucks.]

Th-they probably won't let us die. That wouldn't be any good for their stupid game. Still... I hope this ends soon.

[They'll all be miserable if they start slowly going hungry...]

[heartswapped]

Well, it's either that or one of us starts trying to decide who to eat first.

[She has to joke about this, otherwise she's going to be fucking terrified.]