week 6

[airlockedmods]

[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

[misanthropicprinciple]

...

That's cool.

[COOL!!!]

So do you even, uh, do anything physical or--wow, that was a really inappropriate question, bad Junpei. Geez.

[theundertaker]

S'fine! [Even sober she'd be cool talking about this but drunk she is an open book.] We're totes capable of physical stuff, s'just the mind fucking that makes babies.

...But I mean the mind fucking is pretty awesome though.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Does it only happen during sex? Do you guys have like... good morning brain kisses?

[theundertaker]

No, just regular kisses but that sounds adorable. But it's not just a sex thing, it has a'lot of different uses dependin'g on context. We can use it to transfer thoughts 'n' feelings 'n'...stuff.

In a friend way, not just a sexy way.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...Can you do it here? I mean... you don't have a PIP blocking your powers, right?

[theundertaker]

I don't but... [She glances down at her empty glass, a little embarrassed for the first time all night.] I've never tried it like that. I know about those aspects 'cause Mom told me about it b'fore she disappeared but s'never been a non-sexy thing for me.

[Someone might have some cultural hang-ups.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Ah. Yeah. I get you.

[Too bad Nari won't have sex before marriage MAYBE WE REALLY DO NEED A MURDERGAME WEDDING I mean what.]

It's just... interesting, I guess. It kind of reminds me of what happens if two people access the morphogenetic field together, where I come from.

[theundertaker]

[IT HAS BEEN A WEEK, JUNPEI]

Mmm? You've done that before?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Uh... well, not sexily. I probably, um, can't. I need to be in danger for it to work, and even then...

[theundertaker]

[Squints.]

Sounds weird. Cool as heck except for the danger part but weird. [Time for another drink? Time for another drink.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

I guess so. I kind of have only ever been able to do it with one particular person around, anyway.

[You know, maybe he'll grab a drink, too. He's going easier on the juice than he used to, but what the hell, it's a party.]

[theundertaker]

[heck yeah, get on the tipsy train

Just when he goes to reach for a drink, she grabs his shoulder and gives him a somewhat violent shake to get his attention even though she already has it.]

Junpep! Junpei- Jumpy! I just remembered. We never had our date! Friend date.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Oh my god, Cece, you're drunk. Junpei puts a hand on hers to encourage her to maybe slow down a bit. Careful with the merch, Cee, this is Wakasa territory here.]

What--oh, uh. Well, haha. [He shakes his head.] When do you want to do that?

...And please don't call me that.

[theundertaker]

[It has been a hard two weeks, let her get drunk and be stupid, Junpei.]

Sometime when I'm less... [She makes a vague gesture at herself, forgetting the word she's looking for which is "wiggidy wiggidy wasted".] Don't let me furget!

[misanthropicprinciple]

Heh, all right. Maybe I'll surprise you.

[...And maybe he'll just. Pat her head. Pat pat.