week 2

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Week 2

[The second week in the Champion Excellence Program kicks off on a somber note. Chitanda, Toby, the Griffin- all three of them gone, two of them in one fell swoop. If anyone thinks to check the profiles on their P.I.P.s they will find that the dearly departed Champions' profile photos have been greyed out.

Right on the dot at 7 am the mechanical woman's voice chimes to awaken the remaining champions on Sunday morning, as she has for the past week. After the initial wake-up call though there's a new message tacked on:]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your first trial, you have unlocked the second floor of the ship. A new mini map has been added to your P.I.P.! To access the second floor please stand on the teleporter and select the floor you wish to be teleported to.

[The new floor isn't the only thing floating around the ship though, at least metaphorically. When the Champions are awakened they have regained one new memory from the ones they've lost. Starting again on Sunday, as well, Jamie and Bolton will be back to their usual office hours in their usual locations.]

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday


[ooc: welcome to week 2, everyone! Check-in has begun and don't forget to submit your memory regains!]

Comments

[fatherofsin]

Good. Maybe everyone will think twice, then, when they sit here with their motive stewing, surrounded by portraits of everyone they'd practically be jettisoning into space by their own hand.

[cyan_maid]

I meant for the sake of mourning.

[She says that a bit sharply, as if it should be obvious.]

I'm never going to forget what happened to Chitanda, but I would like to remember her as she was in the brief time I knew her, not...not as she was as a corpse.

[fatherofsin]

Mourn on your own time. Because she is a corpse. And someone stole that life from her. And I don't particularly feel charitable enough to put my life in the hands of complete strangers playing at being people incapable of murder.

[ This is his attempt at mourning, Jane... He's just also awful and feelings are weird. ]

[cyan_maid]

[She's shaking a little as he speaks, but can't bring herself to say a word back. It's too early to be this angry, it really is.

Fuck it, she's turning on her heel right to the food, pointedly ignoring the portraits as she makes a plate for herself.]

Then I'll do just that - away from you.