theairlock | Week 2

Entry tags:

!round 4,
!week 2

Week 2

Week 2

[The Champions have now been here for one week, and while the dud of a first incentive didn't tempt anybody, the fact remains obvious: a lack of murder isn't going to be the thing that gets you out of here.

Blaze Dudely and Rox have not made a reappearance since Tuesday, leaving you to your own devices for the moment. That door they entered and exited through remains locked, and there is no new area to access this week. Are you sure they're even still back there? Despite their absence, you all wake up on Sunday morning from strange dreams. What to make of it?

You can only hope it's not a bad omen for the rest of the week.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Don't forget to turn in your AC for Week 1, submit your memory regain, and turn in your Benefactor threads! ))

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[...That...smell is...kind of dank and weird and gross. It really seems to be coming from Room 6, since it's strongest nearby, and while Lucina isn't exactly in the best headspace to investigate, she can't really ignore something so pervasive. So, with a couple of coughs, she approaches the door and knocks, only noticing the sign after.

"420 zone"...?]

Hello? Is...who is in here? Are you alright? There's a smell...

Oh, shit...

[Shuffle shuffle thump from inside, and Max opens the door.]

Heeeeeeey, Lucie. You, uh, this... [He points at the sign.] You totally don't know what that means, huh? That's my bad.

[A blink. Excuse, who gave you permission to call her that. Prompto's the only one who can get away with it.

Eh, that's not the big deal here. The big deal is that when Max opens his door there is very clearly an increase in the smell of dank, and she coughs a bit more.]

What...is...that for the smell?

[Blink. Blink.]

It's, uh...

[You know, he did it in his room to try to avoid a scenario just like this one.]

It's pot...?

[Oh well.]

...Not 'a' pot?

[Honey.]

No, uh.

[.........]

Sorry if the smell bothered you, I thought the door would help...

It's...fine. I've just. I've never smelled anything...quite like it before.

[In a neutral, I-didn't-know-if-it-meant-something-bad way.]

What does it do?

What does....ohhhhh, oh, right, the pot. It just kinda, uh. Chills you out. Unless it doesn't, it's kinda different for different people?

It's a calming...medicine? How does it work?

You...smoke it?

[can't shake the feeling he's lying to a fantasy princess about drugs]

[If it's the marijuanas you are technically not lying, it IS considered alternative medicine.]

How interesting...I have never actually smoked anything before, but...I do think I need to calm down somewhat. Would...it be alright if I tried it?

[Lucina, who's birthday is April 20th, wants to become the 420 Princess.]

[He doesn't even have anxiety yet.]

Uh. Sure, I guess. [He can't shake the feeling that he has become an evil cartoon man, but she's an adult. She can blaze it if she chooses!] You wanna come in, try and contain the stank?

[Sure hope they have weed in Deadland, or else how can the fandom continue their Evil Weed Man Max meme as he lures all these young ladies into his den of dank kush]

Um...sure. Why not?

Kay.

[The room is neat, at least. Not that there's a lot he could have done to screw it up in the space of a week, but the bed is made.]

So take it slow at first, okay? 'Specially if you've never smoked anything ever before.

Alright...

[Should she. Sit? On bed? Is that okay? Or is floor better?]

And then...what do you do?

Uh, here...

[He'll vacate the bed for her and hand her a joint.]

I'll light you up. [Matches, matches, matches are hard.] Aaaaaaand then you just smoke it!

[She will sit and hold the joint carefully, narrowing her eyes at the instruction, but...okay...let's try this...she puts it to her mouth and inhales-]