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! ))

Comments

[batfortheprincess]

If they have the resources to set everything up like this, then perhaps... they managed something beyond what you would be used to.

[He's the worst at reassuring because he honestly doesn't sound very sure of his own answer, so uh.]

[photoshooter]

[It's a persuasive answer, dude. Be more confident!]

I guess so. Though then the question ends up being why?

[batfortheprincess]

[What is confidence?? Something you can eat??? Why though, huh...]

Perhaps to distract us from discussing other matters? If they can send us on a wild goose chase, then the long we will be delayed in finding an escape route.

[photoshooter]

That makes sense. Then I guess I won't bring it up with the others. It's not like we can learn anything useful from just a selfie, anyway.

[excEPT THAT TIME IS FAKE??? GUYS.]

[batfortheprincess]

[when he does his best and fucks things up instead!! wait, that's pretty much his life in a nutshell--]

Well, it may be helpful to solicit some second opinions anyway. [because heck if he's confident in his conclusion] If others find it to be important, then it may be worth the time and effort.

[photoshooter]

Ummm... then maybe I'll tell Miki and Kaiba? They're smart.

[Oh my god, Prompto, why are you relying on high-schoolers to solve your problems?]

[batfortheprincess]

[well, he's from a JRPG and Slaine's from a mecha anime, sounds legit tbh]

Right, sounds like a plan. But... please don't worry too much over it, either.

[Just Chill, soft boy.]

[photoshooter]

Uh-huh. Uh, I'll do my best.

[A literal canon line of Prompto dialogue: "Do I look like the chill type to you, dude?!"]

Anyway, do you want any of this stuff? I don't even know what like half of it's supposed to be.

[batfortheprincess]

[He's just gotta try harder obvs!!]

Huh? Well, I don't particularly need any of it, but I believe I recognize that model. It looks to be based off a machine my guardian owns.

[Gestures to the Tharsis.]

[photoshooter]

What, this thing? The weird mech?

[Weird because it actually looks sort of person-shaped, not--not like the things he and the guys routinely take apart, the things that drop sometimes with the MTs or guard the blockades.

Prompto picks it up, looks it over once more, then offers it to Slaine.]

What's it, uh. For? Like, home security?

[batfortheprincess]

Oh... thank you.

[He nods as he accepts the model. But uses, huh. laughs bitterly]

No, it's intended for military applications and primarily for... offensive operations.

[But someone could probably use it for home security if they really wanted to?!]

[photoshooter]

Oh. Yeah, that makes a lot more sense. I mean, what else are mechs ever for, right? Just big metal pains in the neck.

[Boooo, Niflheim.]

[batfortheprincess]

Have you fought them before?

[photoshooter]

All the time. They're sooooooo annoying. ...And deadly.

[batfortheprincess]

O-oh. I'm sorry to hear that. But still, you must be a skilled pilot to encounter them so often and come out unscathed.

[He sounds low-key impressed?!]

[photoshooter]

Pilot? Oh, no. Uh, I don't pilot anything.

[He points to the Tharsis to illustrate.]

Me and my friends, we have to fight these things on the ground. Like, with guns and swords and stuff. Thunder spells, if we've got 'em handy.

[batfortheprincess]

[record scratch]

O-on foot? With swords?

[what the shit man that sounds hella unsafe]

[photoshooter]

Not me, dude. I use guns. Like a not crazy person.

[Judging you, entire aristocratic culture of Lucis. Judging.]

[batfortheprincess]

[He's tempted to say that it still sounds crazy to use a regular gun against something like that, but.]

T-that is good to hear. But how large are these machines to begin with?

[Because the Tharsis is like 50+ feet high so...]

[photoshooter]

Uhh, I wanna say most of them are maybe sixteen, seventeen feet tall? Gotta take out their legs to bring them down.

[Less Gundam, more... I can't think of something smaller than a Gundam.]