Week 3

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Week 3

[Two weeks in, and all at once four people are dead. Chitose, Miki, Lucina, and Tsurugi - whatever the circumstances, however any of you may feel, their rooms are just as empty at the end of the week. If you check your P.I.P.s, you'll find that their pictures on the profile page have gone monochrome.

C.E.C.E.'s morning announcement comes like clockwork on Sunday. This time, though, there's an addendum to her usual message:]

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.

[In addition to the new floor, the Champions will find that they've gained another memory this week.]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday



(( Welcome to Week 3! Don't forget to check in and submit your memory regains! Turn in your benefactor threads for sweet loot, too! ))

Comments

[titularly]

Well I kinda did want to stay in here with my two best friends, y'know.

[He lifts up the whiskey she just handed him, as if to emphasize that his bffs are just bottles of alcohol.]

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

How could I forget. The man and the bottle. A tale as old as time. I don't blame ya.

[Zombina holds her hands up.]

But have ya considered, that the diner is probably american themed? And that it probably has milkshakes.

[Do you see where she's going with this.]

Have ya considered alcoholic milkshakes?

[This is ground breaking booze science they could be making there.]

[titularly]

....no. No I haven't.

[Osomatsu narrows his eyes again, almost... suspicious.]

Pitch the idea to me, Wan-chan.

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

[Zombina... can't really argue with the nickname. She just continues talking.]

Okay. You and me. Let's go snag the vodka from Kaiba-kun's pile of free stuff, go ta the diner and get some milkshakes, then dump like half the bottle in each one! This is some ground breaking booze science that could potentially be goin' on here Osomatsu-kun.

[Is this happening? Will bonding take place?]

[titularly]

...........I like the way you think.

[Osomatsu practically flings his door open the rest of the way then, and sets the bottle of whiskey he'd just gotten down.]

That idea gets greenlit! Let's go steal some vodka~

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

Hell yes! Let's go! Booze science awaits!

[Off to snag Kaiba's vodka then! Wooooo!]

S' not like Kaiba-kun's gonna be usin' it anyway! I can't imagine him drinking. I bet he'd be an hilarious drunk though!

[titularly]

D'you think he's a crier?

[The idea of Kaiba being drunk is terrifying, actually.]

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

Dude, can ya even imagine Kaiba-kun crying? That's like one of the signs of the apocalypse right there!

[Zombina's joking but she really can't imagine Kaiba crying infront of others.]

Man, we gotta try and get him ta drink sometime! Maybe it'd loosen' him up and have him be less of a grump. He's actually got an pretty damn good sense of humor ya know!

[titularly]

Isn't he underage though? I mean I'm here for getting people drunk but, like, maybe adults...?

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

I mean, I think? But we're on murderstation mcmurderplace, so that's reason ta drink enough. But last time I checked, there ain't any underage drinking laws in space soooooooo~ whatever? I'm just bein' a responsible adult and making sure everyone who needs it gets booze!

[The worst adult to have babysit anyone ever.]

[titularly]

I guess I can't argue with that. But I'm not busting you outta space jail if you get arrested for giving Kaiba-kun alcohol.

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

[The redhead laughs.]

I'll serve my time in spail then! But I maintain my innocence! The Spolice ain't got nothin' on me!

[Aaaaand there's the cafeteria with Kaiba's pile of free stuff. The Vodka bottle should be there somewhere.]

[titularly]

That's the spirit!

[When the two of them walk into the cafeteria, Osomatsu kicks a chair over and stands on it with one of his legs.]

Fuck the police!

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

[She technically is the police to a degree at home buuuut-]

Hell yeah!

[Zombina cackles and goes over to flip an table.]

Fuck Authority! Anarchy! Woo!