Week 3

[airlockedmods]

[Four people dead now - six, if you include the crew. Things have been a little rough on the Starfield Penitentiary this week. Blaze Dudely doesn't make a public reappearance during the weekend, so you've got a few days to yourselves to recover, though he's probably still sticking to his office hours if you really feel like going to see him. On Sunday morning, you may find that you're recovering a a few other things as well - both strange dreams and some new items.

In addition, there's a new set of doors at the end of the corridor, by that empty space where you'd been having your fight club. Looks like you've got a new wing to explore.]



Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( ooc: Don't forget to turn in your AC for Week 2, submit your memory regains, and put in your benefactor threads! ))

Comments

[goldrighthand]

Inherited the name.

[B O Y]

[rickdiculous]

Hey. Woah. From what you told me, it didn't...sound like inherit so much as earned.

I admire that. Even if I don't - don't think it's the coolest name.

[goldrighthand]

Both. [But. Fair. Casually reordering some of this to make it look like it's more full, doo de doo]

There are worse callsigns.

[rickdiculous]

True. It's...it's not my style, though. Sounds like some villain from a generic summer superhe-eeeroo movie.

[goldrighthand]

No, that would be Reaper.

[IS HE SERIOUS oh god he is]

[rickdiculous]

What, like...the Grim Reaper? That's bullshit too. There's no life after de-death. Just dark-[errgh]-ness.

[goldrighthand]

Arguably he isn't alive, but he certainly has embraced his situation.

[rickdiculous]

Arguably.

[goldrighthand]

Arguably.

[Seriously Rick. Seriously. He's not talking about IM DEAD INSIDE nonsense, look at his face.]

[rickdiculous]

...Rrrrriiiighhttt.

Different subject.

[goldrighthand]

[don't insult his boy reaper u hungover fuck]

How's your head?

[rickdiculous]

I have a fuckin headache. Con-congrats, Sherlock.

[goldrighthand]

Hnh. Left drawer.

[if Rick actually looks, Akande's stashed some asprin in there.]

[rickdiculous]

[...huh. that's. something. it gives him a thought as he uncaps the bottle.]

Maybe we should start setting some traps. In - in case anyone does try to kill us. I have my whole fuckin' house boobytrapped.

[goldrighthand]

[you're welcome, don't take the whole bottle]

I'd rather supplies go to preparing actual weaponry. [Like remaking the gauntlet.] Unless you had something harmless in mind.

[Like a paint bucket or something hedefk.]

[rickdiculous]

Knife glued under the drawers. I dunno. Could be cool.

[goldrighthand]

...how.

[rickdiculous]

Hey, we - we...get attacked in the kitchen. We reach under the drawer and - and pull out a knife.

[goldrighthand]

It being glued would force a delay that could be used against us. [he doesn't like overreliance on weapons ok]

[rickdiculous]

Tape then. I-I'm open to suggestions.

[goldrighthand]

Magnets.

[It goes to show how much he Tolerates Rick that he's actually humoring him here.]

[rickdiculous]

...Okay, so you stick little magnets un-[ergh]-under the drawers. Then knifes are..are attached to them. Boom. Easy. Shit's cash.