week 4

[airlockedmods]

[Just like the previous week the status quo is restored with frighteningly quick efficiency. 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. Even the glass roses Choromatsu and Takumi broke after the trial in their fit of anger have been replaced with fresh ones. All signs that there was anything amiss this weekend are completely gone.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 3, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[daughterofthemark]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

[SORRY ABOUT YOUR EARDRUMS]

[misanthropicprinciple]

...Ow!

[daughterofthemark]

--oh! My apologies.

[VERY EXCITED APOLOGIES]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Is it really that exciting?

[It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss.]

[daughterofthemark]

Sir Junpei! How can you think it isn't exciting?

[misanthropicprinciple]

I mean for other people. Obviously, for me, it's... it's different.

[daughterofthemark]

[oh good you get to live until at least thursday night]

...as I said, you both are my friends.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...Do you always attack your friends dressed like a... deer-themed magical girl?

[daughterofthemark]

No, I only received this outfit this morning.

[misanthropicprinciple]

It's a cute look. Really works for you.

[daughterofthemark]

Thank you! I was a little nervous about how I would look, but I just had to try it.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[And, because they're friends:]

Shown it to anyone special yet?

[daughterofthemark]

Sir Junpei, you are special.

[...arianna how the hell did that manage to fly over your head]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Oh--I--

[!!!!! CRITICAL HIT. OVER 9000 DAMAGE. F.O.E. JUMPYDOLL HAS BEEN VANQUISHED!

He covers his face with one hand, then mumbles.]

I meant... I mean, if you have someone you like here. Y-you know. Like-like.

[daughterofthemark]

O-oh!

[The reddest teenage princess DWRP has to offer.]

No, I... I have not done such a thing.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Uh-oh. The hand slides down.]

Iiiiiis there someone? That you might want to show.

[There's blood in the water now, Arianna.]

[daughterofthemark]

[Well, it's not really a secret.]

...Dame Clarith.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[...Aww.]

You should. She likes animals.

[IT'S FUNNY 'CAUSE... anyway.]

[daughterofthemark]

Perhaps I will.

[thankfully she doesn't get it]

[misanthropicprinciple]

So you got that out of the dumbwaiter?

[daughterofthemark]

No, it was already in my closet.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Huh. Just--suddenly there without it having been there last night? I wonder how they could have gotten it in there without waking you up.

[daughterofthemark]

Perhaps Sir PAL did it. He seems to have access to most parts of the mansion.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Oh, I guess he does have arms that can come out of the ceiling and walls. Uggh. Thinking about that happening while we sleep? Creepy.

[daughterofthemark]

It does seem a bit off-putting.

[And that's before she remembers the creepy eye-hand grabbers from Ginnungagap B5F.]

But I can see no alternative, save perhaps for some absurdly precise application of geomagnetic energy.