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week one
[After the initial introduction of the Overseers, the Champions were left to their own devices in investigating the part of the ship they have access to to their hearts' content. However, the doors that Blaze Dudely and Rox came through are locked tight and cannot be unlocked via PIP.
On Wednesday morning, the same voice that awakened them the previous morning chirps at them again from their PIPs at 7 am on the dot.
Enjoy your week, Champions.]
WEDNESDAY
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But still. Lady Lunafreya is here, she's alive, she might have amnesia but THAT'S OKAY, because literally anything is better than her being dead and gone forever like they thought. Like Noct thinks. And it's just up to Prompto to find a way out!
So he spends some time in the morning making another investigation of the walls, floors, and ceilings in all the rooms they have access to, paying particular attention to air vents. It's barely an hour, though, before he gets tired and bored and stops.]
Man...
[The afternoon finds him in the game room, frowning as he pages through the Dungeons and Dragons guide he almost threw at Slaine the day before.]
Is this something people are actually supposed to want to play?
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[Well at least legally. Hello yes, you're one of the people she has not met yet. Who dis?]
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Yes? What's the matter, you knockin' DnD?
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[ yuri's actually out with a bunch of books in his hands, surprisingly; he's in a rush but couldn't help but notice prompto was investigating. ]
Found anything useful?
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Prompto...?
[That's the right name, right? She's pretty sure that's him, like 95% sure, but there's still people she hasn't met yet and she might be wrong and it's been a very strange couple of days.]
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Investigation!
[Looking up at one of the air vents with him.]
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I don't suppose you've discovered anything?
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*game room*
That looks like something we could do if we broke it all down. [it's silly, but...]
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Some fucking Champion of Max Caulfield.
So, Chloe's back to that restless anger that started to rear its head Monday. She wants to scream or break something. ...And you know? She has the perfect idea.
In the library, Chloe can be found trying to... Oh, jesus girl- trying to literally rip the sleeves off her space-suit. Unfortunately for her, they stretch. Like- they really stretch. Why this, frankly.
Alright so it's time for Sleeve Destruction Quest. She snoops around the storage room to try and find something to cut them off with, but she doesn't seem to be having much luck, instead discovering airline food. Awesome. ] Great, if the freeze dried shit stops working, we can survive off granola, forever.
[ ...That thought makes her mad. She kicks over a box of it.
Frustrated, Chloe has taken to the kitchen, her final stop on this adventure, where she has found it, the Biggest Possible Knife, which she looks at with a horrible smirk. ]
Say hello to my little friend, stupid suit.
[ Time to just slice those off! ...Though here, in the kitchen, it is likely for someone to get a completely wrong idea, seeing the angry girl seemingly about to take a knife to her arm. ...Oops? ]
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What the hell-?! Stop that!
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Chloe! No!
There must be an easier way to get the PIPs off, it's hella not worth it!
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Are you trying to rip them off? I couldn't do it.
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Until it expires, at least. I have to wonder how often they get resupplied here. If at all. [He's still very very convinced this isn't real, after all, but what's he gonna do, not eat virtual food or drink virtual coffee? Please.]
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Once the sleeves are assumedly gone he gives the laziest horns known to man]
Thug Lyfe.
[Yes, the 'y' is somehow in his voice]
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Today he makes a point of checking every room itself. In the cafeteria, he waits for noon to see what's up with the hot food. He sees no people, not even any robots. It just happens to be there. And he doesn't like that. (But he might as well eat it. At least this might put him on a semi-normal eating schedule?) He takes notes in the meantime, and drinking plenty of coffee. The teleporter doesn't seem to do much, possibly because they're locked out of other floors. Shame.
While he does go through the art room and media room, looking around, he doesn't linger when he doesn't find much interesting. Out of the storage room, he grabs a bunch of snacks to stash in his room, and one of the first aid kits.
In the library, he settles down at a table with plenty of books beside him, paging through the non-fiction, what seem to practically be how-to manuals about living and working on a space station. He marks pages now and again with a strip of paper as a makeshift bookmark but otherwise sets most of them aside.
And he lingers in the game room later on in the day, poking through the board games and, more importantly, the card sets. Sure does look intense about it. Maybe he's looking for something specific.]
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Come Wednesday, she's out and about more frequently. She's not necessarily comfortable or any less scared but, well, she's lived with constant lowkey fear for a long time now. This is no different, or so she'll keep telling herself. So rather than brood, she's keeping herself busy:
Early on, she can be found in the main hallway - first of all, pacing back and forth, mouthing numbers as she counts. After a couple of loops of this, she stops down by the women's showers and crouches down, before taking off sprinting along the corridor. She'd done this a couple of times alongside Kurumi back home, and while a part of her is disturbed she's turning to something from home in its current state for comfort... the familiarity is good. It takes her mind off things. When she gets to the end of the corridor, she stops to catch her breath, mentally tallying up a rough time in her head.
She can't let her stamina drop because of this. If she focuses on keeping it up for when she gets home... that might be enough to keep her determined. And with that, she drops into another crouch to sprint the length of the corridor back again. Careful if you're coming out of any of the rooms suddenly, please!
Later on, after a trip to the showers, Miki is in the kitchen. After her, uh... interesting encounter with the ready heating bags on Monday, she's sticking to regular pots and pans. She might not be a stellar chef, but she can heat up a boil in the bag sachet of what claims to be chicken and pasta in sauce to tide her over after all that running. It's food - and it's been a very long time since she's not had to mentally consider her portions, and how to make them last. So she's... kind of enjoying this, in a strange way. Even if the food isn't going to be the best ever, it'll probably be better than anything she's had in a while...
Finally, she can be found - somewhat predictably- in the library. There's a pile of books on the table next to her, and a disproportionate amount of them seem to be by Stephen King. She's pretty absorbed in one of them - The Shining, to be specific.
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In the morning, Lucina takes some time to linger in the Art Room, procuring a basic notebook and pencil and making two side-by-side lists. The one on the left: Things I Understand, and underneath, anyone passing by can see that she's written down things like "How the door to my quarters opens", "The small personal latrine" (oh thank Gods), and "How the womens' showering room works". The other list, Things I Don't Understand, is much more lengthy, and every once in a while she adds more to it, the pauses in between spent with a hand on her chin as she thinks. Maybe see if you can help her shorten that list, or at least distract her for a bit?
At lunchtime, Lucina is actually around in the cafeteria. She's taken the notebook and pencil with her, and seems to be...making an attempt to eat the food they've been provided with, but...when you're accustomed to hunting for whatever you can find and cooking it with minimal means, and when soup is a luxury, you don't really encounter a lot of what serves as hot cafeteria food. It looks like she's at least taken a little bit of everything just to try what's here, but judging by her attempt to mask the face she makes after taking a bite of macaroni and cheese, it's...definitely far too rich for her tastes. Still, it's important to eat, but...hopefully she doesn't get sick...
For the rest of the day, Lucina takes up a chair in the library to read. What, you might ask? Well...a lot of introductory books on technology and space. Very introductory. As simple as she could find, because she wants to get her footing with some of this stuff, but the simplest things here...might as well be for preteens, given the ridiculous cover image of the one in her hands. It looks pretty silly, a young woman openly reading a kids' book. Please feel free to call her out on it.]
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For a considerable part of the day, Tsurugi can be found in the library. He's set aside a few books he's planning to read, because there's no reason he can't educate himself even in a place like this. So it's mostly non-fiction right now. However, he's not reading right now. Instead, he's going through the bookcases, pulling back book after book and then moving along to the next row.
So that's a thing.
Later, he's checking out the storage room. And staring with an extremely puzzled expression at a granola bar.]
Is this really edible?
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The espresso bar has most of her curiosity at this moment. She's not too sure how to work it and is instead looking at the different syrups. Some of these things were not things she'd ever even heard of, and some sound outright disgusting. Bacon? Why would anyone use that?
With a media room accessible, Luna does of course get curious about the movies the place has. She is carefully taking each one and reading the summary on the back, setting aside those that didn't sound very appealing versus her very small pile of ones she'd like to view. She might need help picking a movie out.
Otherwise, she paces and can be found anywhere that they have open doors. Luna will stop and speak with whoever is around if they are up for a conversation.]
espresso bar lul
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[ As of Wednesday, there is an alarming number of books missing from the library. Although they're disappearing in small chunks, you might be able to catch Marisa moving a pile of them to her room. They're mostly nonfiction books, like the stuff she was pouring through on the first day. The history of space travel, technical manuals, an encyclopedia, maybe a sci-fi novel or two.
Throughout the daytime, she keeps her door open, so anyone walking by can also see the ridiculous tower of books she's stacked up. Or, you know, how hideously messy her room is already, Marisa it is Wednesday what the fuck. ]
ii - media room
[ THE MEDIA ROOM, BLESSEDLY, IS EXEMPT FROM HER THIEVERY, BEING THAT THERE IS NOTHING TO WATCH THESE MOVIES ON IN HER ROOM. Still, coming from a place with a tech level of the Meiji era to this is taking some adjustment. Seeing a projector reel is a comfort--she knows what they do and how to work them, at least.
Upon seeing anyone come into the room, she'll hold up either a suitably tacky-looking b-movie with terrible special effects. Or Spaceballs. ]
Hey. Wanna watch this?
[ do you really want to sit through Spaceballs with her tho ]
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So as mosta ya know, I’m a zombie. But I can only infect ya one of two ways, A. through biting or B. through ya getting pricked by one of my teeth. Even then, it’ll only work if you’re dying. So just in case anyone’s dumb enough to commit murder to go to Spagas (Space Vegas. It’s a stupid idea so It needs an equally stupid name. So Spagas.), then I’d like ta know in advance what to do if we find ya before your dead, but with like a fatal wound or someshit. I’m only offering this as an last resort, so… I guess I want ta know if you’d prefer to die or become an zombie. It’s honestly not that bad, if anything there’s a ton of advantages. Also there’s no urge to consume human flesh or brains or risk of turning mindless.
Aaaanyway, just not yer decisions down below.
- Zombina
P.S. If you’re on board for the zombie plan, but want to be sure ya won’t die before I get to ya, I’m willing ta knock a tooth or two out for you to infect yourself with. It might be more of an guarantee of not dying, as if ya get attacked and fatally wounded, just one prick of the tooth and boom, zombie!
P.P.S. I’m not sure if the virus has been messed with in anyway by the chucklefucks running this, but it’s better to try and offer it than keep my mouth shut about an likely alternative ta flat out dying. Only one way ta find out if it works anyway, so hopefully we never hafta find out.
[After posting that note Zombina can be found in two places when she's not wandering around to go and
bothercheck in on others. You can find her either in the media room trying to decide upon a zombie movie (what else were you expecting?) to watch, or in the Library leafing through one of the space ship manuals with a bored look on her face. She has an sketch pad with an few notes on it, but it looks reluctant at best.]Media Room
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Zombification Opt Out
opting the heck out
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pretend i saw the opt out earlier