Week 2

[airlockedmods]

[Other than the reappearance of the Overseer, there's no real change in the routine. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets.

No other floors unlock, but Cece and Kip will still be appearing randomly to chit-chat.

All you know is... something has to change soon.]

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 1 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

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Thursday

[airlockedmods]

[scourgingstars]

[It was just one thing after another around here. After everything the previous night had chosen to be, Ardyn estimated he was likely to be the only one of them without a hangover.]

[He had much bigger problems than that right now.]

[After leaving Church a water bottle to stave off what was sure to be a miserable headache and spending another morning briefly checking the whole floor again--this time also for any trace of that spatial distortion--Ardyn retreated to the relative seclusion of the garden. He just had to figure out what on Eos was going on, both with that thing and himself.]

[His otamatone companion nowhere to be found today, the confused and eternally disheveled king (with a few flakes of glitter still in his hair despite his best efforts) was relegated to turning that same silver coin over in his hand as he tried to put together a long list of absurd things that rapidly grew longer.]

Garden

[serrata]

[ ... Good day your highness you look surprisingly sparkly today?!

Yuuri's in the process of planting a row of primroses but when she spots Ardyn, she does a bit of a double take. He's looking a little troubled, so... ]

I take it everyone's still in recovery after last night?

[ there, that's a nice light place to start. Probably. ]

in a gadda da vida

[motherfucking_ghost]

[As predicted, everything sucks, and whenever Church is done in the shower (with most of the sparkly-sparkle washed off, but you can never fully get rid of it let's be honest) and done trying to not puke, and when he's just done in general, he's gonna start wondering where The Eternal Sober is.

He's in a unitard undersuit again, because it's fresh and clean, and he smells the same. Looks otherwise like crap, but hey. Admittedly, the garden is one of the last places he looks, if only because the artificial sunlight of the lights also sucks to his eyeballs, but he'll suck it up and deal. He slogs over, water in hand because no such thing as too much rehydration, and sits heavily.]

So that happened.

[No fucking shit, Church.]

Any ideas what it was? Cuz honestly, I have zero. Zip. Nada. Ghosts aren't solid, and they don't have claws, and they don't disappear in glittery...poofs of... [insert wide vague hand gesture here]

Kitchen

[desperateprayer]

[ When he's doing his rounds, Clarith is in the kitchen already doing prep work for lunch. It's a stew, like what she made the first few days. ]

...Hello, Sir Arden. Is something wrong? You look a bit on edge...

garden

[myocordial]

[So at some point when Heart is sort of feeling okay-ish again, he ends up in the garden to see Ardyn there. Which... considering the events of the previous night, is a little embarrassing. But let's all just move on from the past, right? Ha ha... right.]

...So. I'm assuming there's been no more sign of... whatever it was that appeared at the gathering last night.

[goteachother]

[Much to the disappointment of the assortment of hungover gents in the Rest Area Queenie opens the door, flicks on the lights, and strolls in at about 5:30 the next morning. She has a mug of coffee in one hand, a hair brush in the other, and she stops in the door and just stares at the glittery, disaster and all these half dressed fellas and...

Flicks the light off and sighs.

She comes back about half an hour later with a large pitcher and a stack of glasses. If anyone's awake she will offer some of her hangover remedy immediately and for the rest of you heathens the pitcher will remain on a platter by the door with the rest of the glasses. The note on the tray reads:]

One full glass each.
More in the fridge.
I'll clean up but next time share.
~Q

[tacomeme]

[Someone is awake. If awake means mumbling into his cat pillow and lightly kicking Finn in the side.]

[scourgingstars]

[And then there's Ardyn--wide awake, stone cold sober and just hanging around to make sure no one comes by and slaughters the lot of them.]

I don't need one, but the others will no doubt appreciate the gesture.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Following the weird ghost and very manly sleepover, Nishitani wakes up right as rain (please, there wasn't even an orgy.) Feel free to call him out for it, guys. Dude didn't even bother losing his shirt after all. Or maybe he did? It's a little blurry.

Either way it feels like it's a good day for a smoke, since no one's dead and whoever-the-fuck-sends-them-gifts decided that Nishitani deserved a pack of cigarettes. He's also unfortunately from the 80s, which means... smoking indoors hasn't been outlawed yet. But without his roommate he's got no way to light 'em. He's gonna have to find someone else who can.

Which is how he winds up in the garden, looking for Nari, though whether he finds her or not is a whole other story. Not exactly a place for a yakuza to be hanging, now is it? ]

Hey, ya got a light?

[ He never had this problem in the yakuza... Thankfully once he gets a light, that'll help a lot. Later in the day he'll be hanging out on the patio by the pool, smoking his gross smelly nicotine sticks with something almost like a frown. This was supposed to be relaxing but instead he's staring up at metal panels like some caged animal. He blows out a puff of smoke, grumbling to himself. Maybe he could use an ashtray... ]

Used ta be a nice view here before ya went and fucked it up, buddy ol' PAL.

good morning sunshine

[scourgingstars]

Before you ask the obvious question: yes, that did actually transpire and was not an absurd fever dream.

[Completely awake, sober, and not even missing a beat, Ardyn shot Nishitani a smirk.]

Though I've no idea how we're to even begin recounting such a story to the others.

pool

[nojohnyouare]

[Mai walks in, holding an arm to her side and... probably frowning, it's hard to tell with her.]

They have cigarettes?

oh hey there

[everylittlesecret]

[Nishitani will indeed find her there. Why? Because he was right. She seems to be in here a lot. At least today the flowers aren't her victims. unfortunately, she seems intent on making sure the carrots are actually in neat rows. Someone is stressed.

Nari looks up just as Nishitani asks that.]

Huh? Yeah. Kinda never am without one. Why?

[nojohnyouare]

[Mai is up early and goes to the kitchen, both to see if anyone's made anything and to check if her lovely "no" sign is still on the fridge. She'll also be found in the dining hall at mealtimes, because why not.

Afterwards, she'll be swimming laps in the pool, wearing... the laser cat swimsuit. At least it's more practical for exercise. Something might look a little off, though. Later, you can find her in the foyer, eating Dippin Dots and looking at the rose table... whatever is so interesting about that.]

Kitchen

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei's here, slightly worse for wear but nothing like he felt on Monday, staring at the note on the fridge with sheer incomprehension. ????

The jeans he's wearing cut off just below the knee, so his scratches from the night before are visible.]

--Oh. Morning, Kawasumi.

foyer

[scourgingstars]

...The extravagant decorations truly are a bit much, aren't they?

[Hey there, fellow daemon-hunting buddy.]

[daughterofthemark]

[So. Seems like a lot of people are hungover this morning. You'd probably like some peace and quiet, right? Maybe not silence necessarily, but if anyone chooses to sit around and play music it should be something quiet and soothing? Well too fucking bad because Arianna's finally figured out the weird smiley-face-on-a-stick thing she got out of the dumbwaiter yesterday, and in the morning she'll be in the dining room experimenting with it and gradually figuring out how to play a few songs. Welcome to hell.

Later she'll turn up in the garden to check in on the flowers she's been trying to grow, and also to play with her new "friend" a little more.]

dining hall

[nojohnyouare]

...

[Mai stands there and stares. She walks out of the hall.

And comes back with a vuvuzela.]

dining room

[motherfucking_ghost]

[He's hungover and this thing is annoying auuuuugh. He looks like he could stand some coffee and peace and quiet HAHAHA.]

You should take lessons from Ardyn. [he almost called him Aslan but gdi those codenames are not for the general population] He seems to've gotten the hang of...that. monstrosity to the ears.

dining room

[scourgingstars]

Oh, are there more of those around now?

[your unholy squawking has no effect on him]

garden

[getgood]

[Lee doesn't know the source of the sound until she sees Arianna twisting and squeezing the smile-on-a-stick. It's a weird sound and a weirder music toy but one that she might be able to imitate: hell, she's been taught how to sound like a vocoder so why not?

She joins in, her voice sounding a little too much like a human's to match, hoping she can get some laughs.]

[myocordial]

[So the previous night sure was a thing. But we found the answer to two very important questions. Can robots get drunk and can they get hangovers? In this particular case? The answer to both is oh yes.

So when Heart is finally awake...ish, he makes his way over to the dining room where he's just sort of... leaning over the table, holding his head in his hands. Boy, does he look miserable. It was his first time ever drinking and he didn't even know it was physically possible for this to happen, so maybe give him a break. At some point you might catch him frowning and muttering something to himself.] Why would you even program this, Banno...

[Later, he looks a little more alive and can be found actually like. Moving around. At some point he ends up in the foyer, where he'll suddenly stop... frown... and briefly run his hand through his hair.] ...Does my hair still have glitter in it? [The answer: it does. It absolutely still does.]

[serrata]

[ Yuuri's been... coping since Tuesday, for the most part. She's been dragging herself around at a bit of a loss, going through the usual motions of her day. She's exhausted and restless all at once and it's frustrating not knowing what the right thing to do is. It's understandable then that she forgets to take a proper look at what the little dumbwaiter is holding -- she'd taken the instant ramen and that was it. Now though, she figures she might as well see just in case she has something that belongs to anyone. There's a little pedal car, some sort of pill bottle and... what's this can...?

Anyone passing by room five in the morning will hear the dulcet tones of a blaring airhorn only just barely drowning out an accompanying shriek of surprise. Good morning, IGS Fantasy Sweet.

After dinner, Yuuri parks herself in the dining room so she can kill two birds with one stone. She's picking away at her dinner and it looks like she's yard sarding away the garbage she was given. Please. Please take all of it away. ]

[getgood]

[Yesterday helped Lee keep herself up high, and even the stories about shimmering ghosts aren't stopping her from powering through each day like no one's afraid of death. Each little teardrop she sees in the doodles around her is a reminder of what's probably a superstition, but one that keeps her going: an eye that stares down the evil eye. It keeps Ana going, it keeps Danielle going, so why not her? Why be scared when they wouldn't be?

She swims her arms off today, constantly going in and out of the pool, and leaves a note by her side as she eats straight out of her fruit basket in the dining room. I'm going to put my appearance and reputation in all your hands. It might be stupid, but it's a trust exercise. If her teammates are worth her trust with what might as well be her life, she's going to be safe.]

[marvelously]

[Mary still isn't able to accept the fact that she isn't able to connect with the wizard. So, she's come out to the garden this morning- looking around quickly to make sure no one's currently around, before she tries activating her powers again.]

Shazam! [...nothing] Shazam! [again.] Shazam! [....this might go on for a while]

[Much later, she can be found in the kitchen, preparing to bake. She's hunched over the cookbook, frowning]

It's no Little House Cookbook, but it seems easy enough...