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airlockedmods ([personal profile] airlockedmods) wrote in [community profile] theairlock2017-10-29 03:46 pm
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Week 3

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! ))
andjerry: (you found the key....)

[personal profile] andjerry 2017-11-03 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Then you're lucky. When you've been hopeless, what have you done? [this is what he does. he does something crazy.]
photoshooter: (PATHETIC 📷 Or did I just Beta you?)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2017-11-03 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
...

[He balls his fists at his sides and doesn't answer.]

Why'd you tell me you wouldn't go after Luna?
andjerry: (this is fine.)

[personal profile] andjerry 2017-11-03 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
You want to protect her, right?

When I first saw her- she looked helpless to me. I know she's not, but-

[his eyes drop, and his voice]

She's the kind of woman he hunts for.
photoshooter: (DISGUST 📷 You ate that??)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2017-11-03 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
And you listen to him... because you have to. And he'd make you... he'd make you hunt for them?

[They talked about hunting, he remembers, and he'd misunderstood then or maybe he didn't, is the thing.]
andjerry: (i hope york-senpai will notice me)

[personal profile] andjerry 2017-11-03 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
That- what, when I met you? No, I wasn't talking in riddles about Game of Death or anything else, that's all true. If it had been like that... [he'd have known it was wrong, he thinks. He starts to go red, and the words come out thicker as he continues, unable to make eye contact.]

I thought he was looking for girls for... the reasons most men do. He has his pick, he has me and...a girl I know... but that wasn't enough. I had to help him find some that just wanted to have some fun. By the time I knew what was going to happen-
photoshooter: (SAD PUPPY 📷 Old Yeller dies...?)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2017-11-03 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
...It was too late.

[Prompto knows a thing or two about that, at least. He's not looking at Thomas now, and if he crosses his arms again, it may be more to hold himself than to create distance.]

And... did you keep doing it after that? Because you couldn't say no?
andjerry: (reconsidering my filing system)

[personal profile] andjerry 2017-11-05 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[he shakes his head]

If I did- well, if I did it wouldn't have mattered. He'd gotten that other girl involved, too, she was a friend of theirs... [he leans back onto the wall, opening the doorway further. he isn't looking at Prompto, he can't.]

I remembered the second time Saturday night. He was going to have me finish her off, she was still alive- she was one of my sister's friends, I knew her- but there was someone else there, he thought we were trying to save her.
photoshooter: (DENY 📷 Pull the trigger Piglet)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2017-11-05 09:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Prompto breathes in and then breathes out again, shuddering faintly.]

You... you didn't...?

[Kill her, when she might've thought they were all there to help her?]
andjerry: (i didn't know humans had so much blood)

[personal profile] andjerry 2017-11-05 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[he shakes his head, pressing further back into the wall as he stares up at the ceiling. He's still unsure why he didn't cut those wires that were the only thing keeping Becky from turning into a horrific marionette, whether he should be ashamed because he didn't listen to him fast enough, whether he was too squeamish or whether he'd really listened to her trying to say no, to Agent York telling him it would kill her-]

I didn't. I don't know why, but I couldn't.

It didn't matter in the end.
Edited (so i misremembered some horror.) 2017-11-07 00:27 (UTC)
photoshooter: (INHALE 📷 You guys...)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2017-11-07 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
It...

[His hands are trembling a little.]

It mattered then. It mattered that you didn't.

[If Thomas can't look at him, Prompto can still look at Thomas. Can still see how horrified he is, how deep this wound still runs. He swallows.]

That's what I think. If it were me, if I--if I were that girl, it'd matter. That someone... gave me a second more t-to still... be alive.

[To be human. To know he existed, exists. To not be a hungry shadow poured into a machine; to not be gone forever.]
andjerry: (i didn't know humans had so much blood)

[personal profile] andjerry 2017-11-08 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[if he's going to cry, he holds himself back for Prompto's sake, and laughs a sick, shuddering sound that might as well be those tears.]

I think she knew she wasn't going to make it. It was so much worse than Chloe, worse than- [he's not going to say Lucina's name, and he looks at Prompto apologetic and blurry-eyed.] I'm sorry.
Edited 2017-11-08 03:13 (UTC)
photoshooter: (EXHALE 📷 Are my best friends.)

[personal profile] photoshooter 2017-11-08 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
Even then, I... I'm glad you didn't.

[Maybe he doesn't understand how she felt--maybe he has no way to understand how she felt, no context for what was happening to her, no sense of the true horror--but he remembers those other hims in those tubes, he remembers seeing them dissolve and get sucked upwards through spidery pipes, and he gulps.

He'd take any pain, any dying, before that.]


Okay. I think I get it. Not--not the whole thing, but why you brought it up at all. ...Thanks for explaining.