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

[bylight]

I would call mental and emotional harm direct harm.

[cyan_maid]

Aw, shucks.

[CAN'T YOU JUST LET HER HAVE THIS]

[bylight]

.... Let's do it.

[cyan_maid]

[There's a slow, gradual brightening of Jane's expression.]

Oh, yes!

[bylight]

[May as well cause some shit while they're here.]

But when would be the best time? There's always someone in the cafeteria during the day, and who knows about anyone being out at night.

[cyan_maid]

I'm not sure - probably when it's least expected, even if there are people around...we've already apparently got cameras watching our every move.

[bylight]

Like that's not creepy. [She hates the feeling of being watched all the damn time.]

[cyan_maid]

Yeah, no, there's no rationalizing it.

[bylight]

It's as bad as what's happening back home, but at least there it's only one person watching. Who knows what kind of audience we have here.

[cyan_maid]

At the very least, I assume whoever sends us all those weird things in the dumbwaiters is watching.

[bylight]

[Personal massager anyone? No. That thing died fast.]

..... some of those items are not what I want or need.

[cyan_maid]

No, but viewers might find it amusing to give you two foot baths or something.

[Seriously? Screw you Benefactors, she only needs one for both feet, don't be gross.]

[bylight]

... two foot baths.... when you've only got one set of feet... Unless they want you to share.

[Yurika might appreciate one.]

[cyan_maid]

I don't mind finding someone to give extra stuff to, but why not give it to a person outright? It's really rather silly and annoying.

[Just wait until most everyone is getting real, regular clothes but you, Jane.]

[bylight]

It might be their way of messing with us... I got some things from them that are utterly useless to me.

[Beartaur. Beartaur.]

[cyan_maid]

Ah...it's the same for me. Some of it I don't mind keeping, since it does liven the room up, but others...

[Face. Hugger. Plushie.]

[bylight]

We do have a trash compactor we can throw those things in.

[cyan_maid]

Mm...I just wonder if someone else might make use of it, but I never get around to offering what I've got.

[bylight]

If you don't offer things, how will you know?

[Do it.]

[cyan_maid]

Mm...perhaps I will.

[In a couple weeks or so, most likely, if she lives that long]

[bylight]

Just don't.... offer inappropriate things.

[cyan_maid]

...Why would I offer inappropriate things?

[She hasn't gotten an inappropriate thing yet but if she did it'd be better used in lobbying for complaints.]

[bylight]

Because the benefactors keep giving things like that out.

[DON'T ASK]

[cyan_maid]

[Eyes go a little wide, face goes a little pale.]

Eugh, after...taking our clothes and putting us in the stupid footie pajamas, this is less than surprising.

[bylight]

I swear, I get one more thing like that, I'll go after Bolton myself. [Jamie is too innocent. Or good at hiding shit.]