week 6

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[Even with three deaths two weeks in a row, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to some semblance of normalcy come Sunday morning. The messes are cleaned up, the bodies are safe in the morgue (or in Kip's case, still in a liquor bottle in the garden) and with this new week comes a fresh crop of returning memories.

There is no new floor this week.

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 5, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[serrata]

I've just been sleeping.

[ ... she says, as if sleeping this long on a Sunday of all days in the Fantasy Sweet isn't worth concern. ]

I didn't feel like I could... talk to anyone. I didn't know if I could do it today.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I can just keep you company, and you can listen to me prattle the fuck on if you need.

[serrata]

... would you mind, actually?

[ She shifts a little where she's sat. Settling down. She even picks up the apple even if she doesn't quite make a move to start eating it yet. ]

Just... anything. Your friends from home. Something stupid that happened the other day that I missed. The silliest thing you've ever gotten in the dumbwaiter. Anything.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You wanna know about the dumbasses from home? Cuz they're a trip. Like, just on the Blue side alone, there's Tucker, the stupid womanizer who can't resist a sex joke. He'd think this place was heaven for the ladies. He's the one that had an alien kid who's also part of some dumb prophecy that doesn't matter anymore. Caboose is literally dumber than a brick. I don't know what happened that he even managed to make it into the army. Or put his armor on in the morning. I mean, I think he's more or less picked it up now that he's been shown often enough, but still. He's convinced we're best friends. We're the main part of the team.

Then there's Grif's sister Kaikaina, who wears yellow and is colorblind and so she joined the wrong team at first. She uh. She's got stories. Weird sex stories. And there's Captain Flowers--he's dead now, again, but he led the team before he died, and what a weirdo. Like a Bob Ross type if Bob Ross made you feel really uncomfortable instead of peaceful. And Tex, she's a Freelancer, but an honorary Blue because we paid her to help us out and then she was sort of stuck with us. A real mean bitch of a lady and the scariest force to be reckoned with.

[serrata]

[ She lets the chatter wash over her and a tiny smile turns up the corners of her mouth. It all sounds so loud and colourful -- literally, apparently. And despite all the harsh words, he's talking of them... she thinks fondly. Like, well, teammates. ]

They... sound like a handful. In the nicest way, of course.

Do you think we might get to meet them, once we're all out of here?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Who knows? I'd like to think so, but we got all reassigned lately and I ended up on a base alone. But man, then you've got the Reds. [Glossing over the pseudo solitary not so confinement!]

You've got Sarge who is old as balls and comes up with the wildest, most impractical plans ever. Pretty sure he's been in the army since he was born. Simmons is a kiss-ass and a smartass. Like, actually smart, but he doesn't use those smarts to win. He just points out flaws in plans and then has to say 'yes sir' to Sarge because I'm preeeeetty sure he's got daddy issues. Grif is lazy. And fat. And lazy. I'm amazed he even puts his armor on in the morning. ...Huh unless he doesn't. Maybe he just lives in it, because that's how lazy he could be. The only thing he's not lazy about is eating. Donut's got pink armor, but don't ever call it pink around him. He's...uhhhhhh wildly effeminate? In a way he refuses to acknowledge. He's actually pretty cool and has a wicked throwing arm. Killed my girlfriend once with it, but eh, I don't actually hold it against him. It was kinda payback for when she stuck a grenade to his head. And then there's Lopez who's like their mechanic robot they made one, except he can only speak in Spanish. He can understand everyone just fine, but he just has to speak in Spanish.

And nobody else in the entire fucking canyon speaks Spanish.

So, that's that shitshow.

[serrata]

[ ... there's so much information there to unpack and so many questions that need to be asked. But Yuuri finds herself latching onto: ]

Why Spanish of all things? [ honestly she's kind of stunned you still have spanish in the crazy space war future you come from, Church ] I take it they didn't mean for him to only speak Spanish?

[motherfucking_ghost]

I sincerely doubt that, but who the fuck knows? It was probably some dumb accident, like they didn't ground themselves while putting him together or something.

[serrata]

[ She huffs out a breath that's almost a laugh (which is impressive given her mood right now, good job actually Church) and rubs a hand over her face. ]

God. It really is a different world. I mean, I've known that all along obviously but knowing that and actually hearing you talk about it... it's still so surreal.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Imagine how I feel, I actually lived with these fuckheads. [He says it with such a fond look.] I haven't even talked about the tank that killed me, or my girlfriend's crazy AI that wants to take over the galaxy with Tucker's prophecy-riddled spawn, or the ten megaton bomb that blew everyone into the future and me into the distant past? I think? And the ship that crash landed on Donut, and the Parabola of Mystery, and that time I tried to scam Sarge out of money while he was dying because I told him he had to pay to get into heaven.

[serrata]

[ It sounds like a mess. It sounds dangerous and chaotic but more importantly, it all sounds so colourful and alive. It couldn't be any more different than the gray, static life dragging itself along through Megurigaoka day after day. ]

Then, I've got to ask -- what's your favourite story? What's the craziest thing that happened?

[ She gets the feeling she's probably going to regret asking this but right now, Church's motor mouth chatter is exactly the thing she needs to be hearing. ]