Week 2

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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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[titularly]

i.

[Since the incident on Tuesday, Osomatsu and his brother had both retreated to what is now "their" bedroom, mortified from watching someone actually die right in front of their eyes. The two are from a gag anime, something they both know very well so people die all the time but... it's never been real. They've always come back the next episode, or even the next skit so to see someone get shot like that and not come back the next morning is... hard. It's very hard to swallow.

But thankfully, they've both been given distractions.

So you'll find Osomatsu in the cafeteria this morning, covered in two jackets. One that's a nice, sturdy kevlar jacket, and over top of that one is a jacket that looks much bigger than he is. The sleeves barely stop above his knuckles and the bottom of the jacket goes down to his mid-thigh... it was definitely made for someone bigger than him. He looks like a marshmallow man as he shuffles around table to table during breakfast, and when he stops by your table he'll greet everyone with a serious looking expression on his face.]

This is the Alcohol Police. I'm afraid I'm gonna have'ta check all your alcohol before you can go around drinking it, sirs and ma'ams.

[He just wants a drink.]

ii.

[After a morning filled with eventfulness, Osomatsu can be found in the art room. He might be a little drunk from what he could get his hands on earlier, so he's. Spending some time in there posing on a table, waiting for someone to come along and paint him like one of their french girls. Sometimes naked, sometimes fully clothed. If you enter the room he won't actually talk to you immediately, so it's almost like there's an eerily realistic Osomatsu statue in there... almost.]

iii. closed to kara

[Sometime in the evening, Osomatsu decides to go on a quest. A quest with a certain unwrapped ball of soap and glitter in his hand. He's sneaking around the ship like he was in a Metal Gear Solid game, hiding from people and peeking around corners until finally: he spots him. His adorable little brother toting his cardboard cutout of himself back to their bedroom.]

HYAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

[Osomatsu rushes out from behind the corner of a wall, screaming as he runs straight for his brother head on and without even a second of hesitance, throws that tightly packed ball of soap right at Karamatsu's face, expecting it to explode in a puff of glitter and soap all over him.]

[challengesfate]

...Oh, um...hold on, I think I got some...

[Lucina bends over to where her Tiny Car full of stuff is, and fishes out a bottle of shitty, Benefactor-given whiskey, handing it over.]

I don't really need it, so if you would like it, you're welcome to it.

[She is taking the Alcohol Police very seriously.]

[titularly]

[Osomatsu narrows his eyes at Lucina before taking the bottle from her, and without hesitation he pops the top off and takes a swig, which causes his face to contort with very slight displeasure and he lets out a big sigh.]

Mmmmyep, this stuff's no good. I'm gonna have to take it from you to protect you from how awful it is.

[...taking another swig.]

[challengesfate]

[Eugh, was it that bad? Lucina grimaces slightly.]

Er, I'm...sorry? It's not something I usually drink, so I hadn't tried it...or I would have said something...

[He's still drinking..........]

[titularly]

It's alright, ma'am. I've got this situation under control.

[He's definitely still drinking it.. actually, he's going to take a seat next to her if she doesn't mind.]

I don't think we've actually, like, introduced ourselves yet. The name's Osomatsu Matsuno! You probably already know this, but my brother is that bumbling idiot who looks exactly like me -- with the sunglasses and the ego bigger than the ship we're all on?

[challengesfate]

No, I don't think we've had a proper introduction. Though I have met your brother.

[She'll hold her hand out for him to shake.] My name is Lucina. Do you guard others against the perils of terrible drinks regularly?

[Oh honey was that a joke.]

[titularly]

[Lucina's question gets a small laugh out of him, as he shakes her hand.]

Nah, nah. I just haven't had a drink since we woke up here.

art room

[playthedamncard]

[He's reasonably sure all of his conversations with the brothers so far have been just with Karamatsu. But only reasonably, because honestly, so far, he can't tell the difference. They're both fully ridiculous.

Kaiba walks in, spies whichever one this is, and walks back out. Seems like that's the end of that, until he comes back with a sheet to drape over Osomatsu's statue-like form.]

[titularly]

[A customer.... is the first thing this drunk muppet thinks when Kaiba enters the room. He tightens his pose and his grin grows wider, as he watches the man walk back out and return with a sheet, and he expectantly waits only for said sheet to be thrown over him rather than, like, an easel or something to pain on.]

O-oi?! Whaddya' think you're doing?!

[Osomatsu flails around, trying to get the sheet off while he takes a couple steps forward... right onto the floor.]

Y-you were supposed 'ta paint me!

[playthedamncard]

[Look who's coming to help him up: nobody.] Why would I, or anyone else for that matter, do that?

[titularly]

'Cause I'm posing here like a model! Anyone with eyes could see that!

[You are a rude boy, Kaiba]

[playthedamncard]

Is that what you were supposed to be doing. It's a good thing I came along and stopped anyone from making a terrible mistake, then.

I

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

[Osomatsu's not the only one all dressed up today.

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Sorry Officer, I'm afraid that I ain't got any. But I'll be happy ta assist ya in your quest ta find some. I'm pretty damn sure that some people have an bottle or two up for trade!

[<small>Will you let the swimsuit clad Zombie join your party?</small>]

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[lovecolored]

[ Well I mean. You've caught her in the middle of breakfast. Would she really be trashy enough to drink during breakf-- ]

Hey, Red, if I found any booze that wasn't salt-flavored, I woulda already drank it. Yer outta luck.

[ ...yes, yes she would. ]

[titularly]

Haha, well, looks to me like somebody's gonna have to go...

[..wait.]


...did you say salt flavoured?

[lovecolored]

Yep. [ making a face at the thought of it ] Max got a bottle of it, apparently.

[titularly]

That sounds both disgusting and amazing at the same time.

ding dong a body has been discovered

[karappo]

[It's been a long and eventful day for Karamatsu and Karamatsu Jr., and he's ready to go to bed. He doesn't know where Osomatsu is, but he expects him to follow suit eventually.

...but then he hears him. Screaming. And Karamatsu doesn't have the time to react before he's being hit directly in the face by a bath bomb that might as well be a baseball.

And you know what happens? Karamatsu doesn't comedically flail into the wall or anything like that. He just drops like a sack of bricks, his cardboard self falling back on top of him.]

[titularly]

[WHAM!

The bath bomb nails poor Karamatsu right in the face, and the shock of it hitting him hard like a rock rather than exploding in a funny puff ball of soap actually renders Osomatsu completely speechless. He stands there in silence as his brother is laying on his back, pretty much dead as a doornail before suddenly -- and loudly -- Osomatsu just howls with laughter.]

O-oh my god! A-are.. a-are you okay, Karamatsu?!

[He doubles over, clutching his stomach as tears run down his cheeks with laughter that he can't even try to hold in for his brother's sake.]

[karappo]

[No he is not okay oh my god that could have killed him?? He isn't moving...no, wait, there he is, he's moving. He's also groaning, because that hit to the face actually made him black out for a second as his vision went white and he hit the floor none too gracefully.

And there's Osomatsu...laughing at him after having done it.

He sits up after a long moment of laying on the ground, pushing the cut out aside so he can bring a hand up to cover his eye. He's afraid to open it, so it remains shut for the time being.]

W...WHAT THE HELL!?

[titularly]

I-I... I-I'm so sorry!

[Sorry, he says as he's wheezing.]

I thought it would... e-explode.

[karappo]

So you threw it at my face?

[Karamatsu shrills, still sitting on the floor.]

i

[photoshooter]

[Okay, yes, Prompto has some of the good whiskey there among his offerings. On the other hand...]

Uh, what're you wearing, dude?

[Says the guy currently wearing tights.]

[titularly]

Battle armor.

[It's just... two jackets.]

What are you wearing?

[photoshooter]

...Girl shorts...

[Let him Die.]