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

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

What? His passion? His dorkyness? how oblivious he is sometimes?

[Honestly she needed to talk to someone about it anyway. Venting gooo...]

Honestly, a lotta why I initially got interested in 'em was how he's just so damn nice and shows concern for shit others wouldn't bother askin' 'bout 'cause I'm a zombie! Like, the first thing he asked after I mentioned ya pullin' my hand off was if it hurt. Like, I can't remember that last time anyone had that as their first reaction ta learnin' my limbs and other shit can come off!

[Okay just, let her flail her arms around and gesture to herself.]

Like, It's the weirdest thing ever how him and Prompto-kun and a buncha others don't seem ta care or react ta the whole zombie thing! Like, that's real fuckin' rare, for people ta not run off screaming if an limb falls off or just look at me in disgust, but like, I seriously don't 'blame 'em! I'm literally a walkin' corpse! Most guys see or hear about the gore and stop considerin' me a person!

[Just.... let her calm down. That got a lot more emotional than she thought. Zombina runs an hand through her hair and groans.]

Sorry..'s ..'s just.......I'm.... not really expecting any kinda reciprocation though, so don't worry. I doubt anyone'd wanna date a corpse.

[Expecting to be forever alone tbh.]

[titularly]

[Jesus Christ that's a lot to just unload onto a guy. Honestly.. Osomatsu never even really gave much of a second thought to her being a zombie. At first he thought it was a joke, just like everything else but since finding out everything was real he never really... gave it a second thought.


....in retrospect, it's pretty damn frightening now that he is giving it a second thought.]

W-well... I mean.... it's not like you've threatened to eat any of us or anything, so 'course we're not gonna freak out about you.

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

I mean... I guess? I mean, fuck, Zombies in my world don't even do that and people still flip their shit sometimes.

[Zombina shrugs and sighs.]

Sorry, 'bout that. Only other person I kinda vented 'bout the whole... zombie stuff to is Prompto-kun, and that was like, last week. Just... just forget about it. 'S not as bad for me as others have it. I ain't really gotta right ta complain in comparison. It's not like I gotta deal with harassment or get looked at in fear as often as like, a Lamia or a Centaur.

[ Minus the whole undead thing, she's pretty much just physically human. She could pass if she took better care of herself.]

[titularly]

I kinda get it, though.

[Osomatsu offers a bit of an awkward looking smile, before he turns back to his pumpkin. He doesn't go back to carving it or anything though just.. stares at it.]

Like... no one here has acted like it's a weird thing that my brothers and I are all identical sextuplets but back home people look at us like we're a freakshow.

"Do the same pose!" "Isn't that too many?"

No one's said anything like that here.. it's kinda nice.

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

Yeah. It is kinda nice how people don't say a thing here. A real damn accepting group. Like, things would be so much better in my world if more people were like ya all!

[ Zombina goes to get paint brushes and black paint as she starts to rant. ]

I mean, Things may have settled down at home, but things still ain't easy. 'specially for liminal species who ain't as cute and cuddly as an cat girl. Harassment, being taken advantage of by assholes lookin' ta make a quick buck, shitty homestay families, being stared at and getting pictures taken of ya when you're out on the street doing ya own thing.

[Zombina frowns thinking back to recent memories.]

I mean, like, that's only the beginning! Some real bad shit can go on. Like, one time me and the resta' M.O.N. and Cultural Exchange Security Squad did an joint operation and kicked the asses of some illegal trafficker fuckers who decided ta kidnap two liminal species kids and a dryad who looked like one. Fuck if I know what woulda happand ta them if we didn't step in, but it pisses me off how shit like that can go on 'cause their different!

[titularly]

.....you're a lot more complicated than I thought you were, Wan-chan.

[THAT'S. A LOT TO TAKE IN.]

And here I thought being a sextuplet was hard!

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

Pfft. Nah. Maybe like, only a little?

[She'll just wave that off thyvm. She's in a surprisingly better mood after all that ranting/venting.]

Man... as an only child, I can't even imagine what ya life musta been like. 'Specially as the eldest. I'd say it must been hard ta help keep 'em all in line, but I get the feelin' that ya are the kinda person ta be the ringleader when it comes ta trouble!~