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

[le_mat]

[he considers backing off: after all, he didn't want Prompto legitimately afraid of him. Or, to be honest, Akira didn't. The part of him that was Joker, was Arsene, always liked it a little. Liked when the Shadows whimpered and begged at gunpoint. When the people on the street whispered about him in equal amounts fear and awe.

"Kill them however you wish. Run wild to your heart's content!"

He liked it a lot. But unlike the adults whose twisted desires he stole, Akira knew who and what he was. He could still choose better.

So he floated forward, grin wide...

And jabbed his fingers into Prompto's sides, tickling]

Vengence!!

[photoshooter]

[Don't worry, 'Kira; if Prompto were legitimately afraid, you'd know it.

He does scream, though.]

EEEYEEEEAAHHHH!

[Help help he's being done a murder! Laughing helplessly, Prompto covers his sides as best he can and kicks his leggies uselessly. It does nothing. Zero escape.]

HAHA--HAHAHA, DUDE, PLEASE! PLEASE, I'M INNOCENT! I'M TOO--I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE IN A GIRL'S SHIRT! HAVE MERCY!

[le_mat]

[he keeps it up for a bit before letting Prompto go]

There are worse things to die in.

[photoshooter]

[Prompto floats limply in relief, trying to catch his breath, then swats weakly and good-naturedly at Akira.]

I'd rather live in a girl's shirt, thanks. Even if they aren't very warm.

[le_mat]

Remind me later and I'll grab you my blazer. We're close enough in size.

[photoshooter]

Really?

[It'd probably be a teensy bit big on Prompto, but doesn't that make it cuter, 'Kira?]

Osomatsu has a jacket I just remembered is mine, but I, uh. You know. Don't wanna bother.

[le_mat]

[damn straight it would be]

Yeah, I never wear it here so might as well make it useful.

And I wouldn't wanna try and barter with Oso-san either.

[photoshooter]

Yeah. I'm not talking to him.

[Who could have i m a g i n e d the Champion Inner Child could be petty? Everyone. Everyone could imagine that.]

I bet he would've traded it for more of the whiskey I got, but forget it.