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

[buddyoldpal]

Fuckin' radical.

[ He is from the 80s after all ]

[myocordial]

I'm starting to suspect I may have worried too much about how people would respond.

[A few freak outs, but. Most people are pretty chill about this??? Somehow?????]

[buddyoldpal]

I mean this is fuckin' nuts, but it's also cool as shit.

[myocordial]

Thank you, I suppose. These are definitely the most positive reactions I've ever had.

...Though usually I reserve it for combat, so very few people have actually seen it in circumstances like this.

[buddyoldpal]

's cool that ya can just transform like that. Yer not a demon like Roland-san, though, huh?

[myocordial]

Hah, no. No, I am no demon. I'm mechanical in nature, not demonic.

[buddyoldpal]

Lucky us! Ya don't gotta eat people or anythin', yeah?

[myocordial]

Are you worried?

[A slight pause. And then a quick, good natured laugh.]

No, no, nothing of the sort. Eating isn't much of an issue for us in the first place, but especially not eating humans.

[buddyoldpal]

Nah, long as it ain't me, we're fuckin' golden!

[ Someone's confident. ]

Yeah, I heard ya talkin' earlier, you're like, a robot, right?

[myocordial]

Ha. Noted.

Not a type of robot anyone here is familiar with, but yes, I am.

[buddyoldpal]

Yeah, well, there sure as hell ain't any fuckin' robots back in my day, so that ain't sayin' much.

's pretty fuckin' rad, though. Technology's fuckin' insane.

[ And he thought his cellphone was all the rage... ]

[myocordial]

That seems to be different for everyone. Well, even where I'm from, there's only ever been 108 of us. Or... 109, depending on how you look at it.

[Which is a decent number but, y'know, not nearly as much as humans.]

[buddyoldpal]

Still pretty fuckin' cool! You guys come from some crazy government experiment or from space or what?

[myocordial]

...No, nothing like that. Just from one man's ambitions, with some help from a partner. That's all.

[buddyoldpal]

Damn, one guy 109 robots like you? Dude musta been a genius.

[myocordial]

He... was, yes. [Don't mind him sounding a little bitter there it's fine.] Though we're far more impressive now than when he first created us.

[buddyoldpal]

I'm sensin' some daddy issues here. You an' him not get along, or was he just an asshole?

[myocordial]

He was... hm. [How does he even begin to describe it?] It might sound ironic coming from me, considering my appearance right now, but he was a monster.

The world is much better off with him gone.

[buddyoldpal]

Hah! Don't gotta tell me twice, buddy. I know what ya mean.

[ You know, even Nishitani's loving dad calls him a monster. But then there's some jobs only a monster can do. ]

I know a real monster when I see one.

[myocordial]

Hah... Good, I'm glad I don't have to clear that up at all.

I honestly don't think I'll ever meet a more loathsome human than my creator. But that's fine... It just makes me that more determined to prove myself to the world.

[buddyoldpal]

Yeah, that's a good attitude ta have. Shitty parents suck, ya know?

[ Where are your parents, Nishitani, maybe they should have been a little more strict... ]