week 1

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Week 1

[With the introduction to the relationship experiment and their overseeing hosts done with, the Champions are left to their own devices to explore the first floor of the mansion as they please. Cece and Kip will pop-up every once in a while to chit-chat but for the most part they're somewhere inaccessible.

Each morning the Champions are awakened promptly at 7 am by PAL's even, almost laid back voice announcing the time and each evening at 10 pm to announce when the kitchen is closing for the night. Unlike the Overseers, he doesn't seem to be one much for conversation.

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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[ooc: welcome to week 1, everyone! This first week is a peace week which means there will be no murder this weekend! Feel free to start submitting threads for the benefactors]

Comments

garden

[nojohnyouare]

It's nice.

[Mai kneels beside her on the grass, not caring about getting grass stains on her space bodysuit.]

Are you well?

[brokencode]

I am... better than yesterday, at least. [Angel shrugged. Her muscles were readjusting well, at least.]

How about you?

[nojohnyouare]

Good. Don't get hurt. Have you eaten?

[Her voice is as impassive as always, but she's still asking.]

[brokencode]

I'm trying, at least. [No more falling since her little episode yesterday.]

No, I have not.

[nojohnyouare]

It's healthy. [pause] Someone at home. He always brought food when I'd forgotten.

[brokencode]

Oh? [She tilted her head to the side. She was ignoring the "it's healthy" comment. Very mature.] That is nice of him.

[nojohnyouare]

I don't know why. He doesn't have to. ...But Nari cooks for us. Maybe it's like that.

[brokencode]

Nari seems very good at what she does. Does your friend cook like she does?

[nojohnyouare]

Yuuichi buys it from the 7/11 down the street.

[So no.]

Sayuri... She makes our lunches every day. She's very good.

[brokencode]

Um... What's a 7/11? [Seven hundred and eleven? Is it a very expensive store?]

[nojohnyouare]

The convenience store. It sells instant food and simple supplies. ...Are you from a time without them?

[brokencode]

Stores like that? No, we have plenty of those. But I had never heard of that particular name.

[nojohnyouare]

Oh. Because people remember different countries and times.

[brokencode]

And planets, too. [Hint, hint, Mai.]

[nojohnyouare]

...You're from space.

[stare.]

[brokencode]

N-no. Just another planet.

[Just don't ask her which one.]

[nojohnyouare]

...

[She has to think about this.]

All these different times and places. Worlds. It's the Ichinose theory, right?

[brokencode]

Sorry... the what theory?

[nojohnyouare]

Other worlds with small differences. Variations. It might be called something else for you.

[brokencode]

Perhaps a few days ago, I might have questioned the validity of such a theory. But... it is hard to deny, now.

[nojohnyouare]

...That's how a lot of things are. People don't believe. Or they don't want to.

[brokencode]

It seems silly, burying your head in the sand and pretending as if something isn't real.

[nojohnyouare]

...[nod] But people want things to be normal.