won't you take me to flavortown

[theoversaw]

[At the end of that one hour (that seemed so much longer than just one hour could be), hopefully everyone's gathered in the cafeteria. The doors to the other side of the space station open to reveal two figures, a man and a woman. The woman is dressed in sharp business clothes, tapping away on some kind of a device that looks similar to but sleeker than a smart phone. The man with her has a circle beard and bleached blond hair, shorter but thick with muscle, wearing a checked button-up shirt with a gold chain peeking through the collar and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He scratches at his non-dominant forearm (which, nonetheless, is bare).]

Welcome, Champions, to the...

Champion Excellence Program.

Yeah, the Champion Excellence Program. As you may have noticed reading the rules, there's only one way out of here: Rule 7. But just in case going home isn't enough for you, we've decided to add an extra incentive.

[The woman barely looks up from her phone, like she's doing a headcount of the Champions.] The Champion who successfully proves their Excellence by murdering a fellow Champion and escaping punishment will receive an all-expenses-paid space cruise to the Vegas Quadrant.

[The man gives his companion a deadpan look and then looks at the Champions.]

Any questions?

Comments

[theoversaw]

'Fraid not. Some of it's probably in the Benefactor's Hold - you know that dumbwaiter in your room? Goes straight down there.

[karappo]

[Well that's disappointing.]

The Benefactor's Hold? What is that, exactly?

[He wasn't even aware of the dumbwaiter in his room, either...he probably should have looked around a bit more.]

[theoversaw]

It's a big hold in the belly of the station, kid.

[karappo]

[KID.......well that was bound to happen eventually.]

I- I see...

You say some of our things might be down there, if I understand correctly? Why take them from us?

[theoversaw]

To put you all on the same playing field. Same clothes, same items, everything. There's a lot more than just your items down there, from what I hear.

[karappo]

I suppose that makes sense...

[A lot more, huh? That makes him wonder.]

Is there no possible way to access the hold to bring things back out of it?

[titularly]

Give it up Karamatsu, your clothes are gone and honestly it's for the best.

[just gonna pat his brother on the shoulder to console but there's absolutely no sympathy in his eyes]

'Sides, didn't you want people to stop calling you painful? There's no way you can be painful if you're wearing the same clothes as everyone else!

[karappo]

[Wow fuck you niisan.]

O-oi! There is nothing wrong with wanting my clothing back! At the very least I would like knowing that it is okay down there!

[His precious ensemble...]

[titularly]

It's probably fiiiine.

[pat pat]

And if someone accidentally shoots it into space, it'll still be fine!

[karappo]

No it will not! That would be terrible! A tragedy!

[titularly]

It'd be a miracle.

[karappo]