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.

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[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!]

Comments

[buddyoldpal]

Yeah, better than that shitty English they slapped me with.

[ He's still mad about the sticky note, honestly. His door probably only says "Champion Chairman of the Kijin" ]

Do ya got stroke order in English? If ya start out big, that'll make it easier, right?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Oh. I didn't think about that.

[He pauses, then picks up a new pencil.]

Anyway, they don't really have stroke order so much. It's kind of whatever makes sense. Left to right, you know?

[He works on a larger, less shaky A.]

Not as natural as kana, though.

[buddyoldpal]

Yeah, ya might have an easier time, see?

[ There you go! It's almost like Nishitani is used to working with guys who are missing fingers... ]

Ya could still do katakana, yeah? Ain't gotta be pretty.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Mm, yeah, if I can handle the Roman alphabet I can probably manage katakana too. But at that point, it's sort of like...

[He stops, tapping the pencil against his chin.]

So, probably the nanites are handling translation for us, I don't know. But I already speak both English and Japanese. So if I write a word in katakana that once was an English word but has since taken on a separate meaning for us--like, uhh, I don't know, "motel." Did you know that's just what they call cheap hotels in America? That was... really weird to find out.

[Since, y'know.]

So, anyway. Probably better to stick to one writing system for now.

[buddyoldpal]

The whatnow?

[ He hasn't been brought onboard the nanite train yet. But what he does get out of that is that languages are weird. ]

Huh. That's weird as fuck.

[misanthropicprinciple]

The--oh man, were you not there when we talked about that? They injected, uh... microscopic robots into us before we got here. You know, along with everything else they probably installed.

[buddyoldpal]

Miiighta not been payin' attention on the count that mico-whatever robots ain't really my specialty. 's flyin' over my head, Tenmyouji-kun.

[ He just spaces out as soon as those big words leave your mouth, sorry Junpei. ]

But yeah, that 'splains why I can suddenly understand all the shit here better than I ever did in school, sure.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yeah, it's just more science fiction crap to go along with the sentient AI and the murder mansion in space and the instant death lasers. It's almost not even worth wondering about them since everything's already stacked so high against us. Better to concentrate on what we can do.

[buddyoldpal]

Yeah, that's pretty much my thinkin' too! [ Is it? Is it, really? ] Ain't gonna do me any good ta think about all this crazy computer shit when I don't got a clue what anythin' else fuckin' means. If I can punch it, I'll do it. If I can stab it, then I'll stab it. Otherwise, ain't much shit I can do ta fuck with PAL besides keep not killin' people and ruin his ratings, I'm gussin'.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I keep thinking maybe it'd be worth it to try to be boring, but I just can't do it. I can't not be interesting. It's a curse, I'm telling you.

[buddyoldpal]

Hah! I fuckin' get ya, pal. It ain't easy bein' so damn interestin', right? 's not our fault we make good TV, apparently.

[misanthropicprinciple]

They definitely knew what they were doing when they picked us, I hate to say. Unfortunate, but I guess that's the price of being this awesome and good looking.

[buddyoldpal]

's real shame, ya know? We're fer sure cursed, Tenmyouji-kun.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Man. I'll have to go back and tell--tell my friend she was right. That curses are real.

[buddyoldpal]

Who knew, huh? All this time, we just had some bad fuckin' luck!

[ Ah, if only... ]