Week 3

[airlockedmods]

[It takes a disturbingly short amount of time for the status quo to be restored. 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.

There's a new floor to explore, a perverse reward for a trial well done.]

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 2 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[desperateprayer]

...He doesn't like being helped, does he?

[ Also she is pushing a tray of muffins toward you. They're blueberry. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Don't mind if he do! Don't mind if he also butters a couple up. Fresh warm buttery blueberry muffins. Heaven.]

Yyyyyeah, it's...it's kind of a thing with him, yeah. I'm all for people trying to keep it together at all times for everyone else, but it's not really healthy, you know? Everyone has to blow off some steam.

[desperateprayer]

[ Enjoy those, there's plenty. ]

...I hope he lets us share his burden a bit.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I like to thi--[Church, would you please swallow before you speak, thank you.] --to think I maybe managed to talk a little sense into him. We'll see if it sinks in.

[desperateprayer]

...I hope so. I really do. He's going to burn out at this rate.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Him, and Nari, and Queenie. Seems like it. It's like there's something that says they have to be on all the time that they don't get it's okay to be off sometimes and let other people do the heavy lifting for once. I don't think Ardyn's ever been given the chance to let someone else take over, though, so...'s a little harder with him.

[desperateprayer]

I think Sir Roland might be a bit of the same. He's always checking on how I'm doing...

[motherfucking_ghost]

He's a good dude like that. Good group we got. I can only imagine what kind of chaos would've happened if the guys I know back home had ended up here instead of actual level-headed people. [And man oh man is he actually finally glad for that, because...two of them would be dead now. Maybe he should tell her about the room...]

[desperateprayer]

...It sounds like it would have at least been amusing for a bit. But... I think... We can pull through like this...

[motherfucking_ghost]

[...No, he'll save The Room for later. She's specifically trying to not think about it, so he'll...let her have it.]

I hope so, especially now that we've seen what can happen. But--wow. [SUDDEN TOPIC CHANGE] These muffins are good! Oh man, I'm gonna have to try everything, and better hope we get a gym at some point or I'm gonna end up fat and lazy and oh so satisfied.

[desperateprayer]

O-Oh, thank you...! My mother taught me...

[ She is now bright red. She's not used to getting things right. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

She teach you gardening and all the other busywork you do, too, or did you just pick some of it up?

[desperateprayer]

Everyone in Yatski... Had to work on the farms. Trauben were our way of life. Sewing was just... A necessity.

[ So it's more. She had to learn it. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Ah, yeah, you're from one of those kinda worlds. Way less technological. Can't say I've ever had the urge to dig in the dirt except when I was a kid. No wonder you know about gardening, and food, and taking care of business around a house. Must be wild how a lot of the basic stuff just...gets done automatically.

[desperateprayer]

It's... Honestly left me with little to do.

[ She's not been liking it. ]