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]

It's a crystal sleep. Immortality in its own way.

[cyan_maid]

That's still pretty awful. What use is living forever if you're only going to sleep?

[bylight]

As far as I can tell, from my friends, is that you would be released from the sleep when the Fal'Cie needs you again.

[cyan_maid]

But who can say when that will be? And besides, what do they do when they don't need you, stuff you back into a crystal again?

[bylight]

They use you again, and you either fail, die, or succeed. It's a cycle.

[cyan_maid]

That's...that's really messed up, Miss Lightning. How did you get stuck in that sort of situation to begin with?

[bylight]

[She goes quiet, crossing her arms.] That's not important right now.

[cyan_maid]

[Oh shucks, more secrets]

Well...no, I suppose it isn't...

[bylight]

[Because it would make her look like an awful, awful person. Which, if she were to say it, she is when it comes to that.]

It's a matter between me and the people involved, that's all I'll say.

[cyan_maid]

...I can respect that.

[bylight]

[Sorry Jane, the chatter about things time is about over now. She's lost her mood to talk.]

... I'll get going.