Week 5

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Week 5

[In a tragic yet seemingly inevitable turn of fate, the Champions have lost Zombina this week. OsoKaramatsu and Korra, too, are gone, both having fallen in their attempts to help their fellow Champions out of terrible circumstances.

Again, the Champions will find themselves experiencing strange dreams on Sunday night, until they're awakened by C.E.C.E.'s announcement. This is all starting to become routine.]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your third trial, you have unlocked the fourth floor of the ship. A new mini map has been added to your P.I.P.!

[The trash compactor is completely shiny and new again. In addition, the profiles on the P.I.P.s still inticate that Karamatsu is dead. Because of course he is, right?

Fuck you.]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday



(( Welcome to Week 5! Don't forget to check in and submit your memory regains! Turn in your benefactor threads for sweet loot, too! ))

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WEDNESDAY

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[Starting today the temperature in the station will be much lower. This will carry on into Friday morning.]

[le_mat]

[Yesterday was a blur- he remembers most of the conversations he had, but they were battered islands in the choppy storm that was his head. Between them was dozing and hazy twitching.

Today is... better? Better in the fact that he can think clearer at least, but it's questionable if being able to think is a good thing. While yesterday Akira was giddy with the realization of surviving and adrenaline and good drugs, today he is... well, subdued.

In the morning you might actually catch him up, probably aided by someone, to shower and get clean clothes from his room. But otherwise he's in the infirmary all day. There's not much to do other then talk to Kaiba when they are both awake- otherwise he tries to continue reading Return of the King and... gives up quick. Or you might catch him fiddling with some things from the game room: maybe you can play a little shogi with him or a hand of cards.

Speaking of cards, at one point he's fiddling with the cards, trying to do the trick he did earlier in the month... there's a lot of cards on the floor.]

Infirmary

[in4apounding]

[Penny may have quietly looked in on the infirmary during her patrols last night. A lot.]

[But here she is again, now that Kaiba and Akira are both awake.]

Good morning! Can I get you anything?

cw slight eye gore

[playthedamncard]

[Kaiba is much the same, although he definitely tried to get around on his own with no god damn help and the remnants of his wounded pride. Rest assured that he was ushered back to the infirmary at some point. Trying to deal with the colder temperature. Trying to deal with a lack of half his vision. Trying to deal with how his nerves and nerve endings are still shot, but at least he can feel his left hand again.

The pain is still enough to continue taking painkillers, but a mood has settled over the boys. There are enough reflective surfaces here that he doesn't bother asking for a mirror, he just pokes and prods at the edges of his bandages, not wanting to undo all the work done to keep the area clean and safe, but--call it morbid curiosity. Other than the bandages, the only real way to tell that anything happened is the singed-off edge of his bangs.

He has the memory of pain, the incoherent screaming and crying. He wonders, very bitterly, how Pegasus felt when the Eye was shoved into his skull. Or how it felt when it was removed. But there won't be anything useful out of this. Just eventual scar tissue and half blindness. He grumbles, weighing the options of cutting it off or rolling it up or just leaving it be.]

Did you see that someone somewhere has either a good sense of timing or a bad sense of humor waiting in your room? [He has to assume Akira also got an eyepatch.]

[immaculacies]

Hey, Kurusu-san...

[Manaka tell that the mood in this room is different than it was the day before, even if she doesn't understand well how to interact with people. Still, her mood is likewise more somber when she peeks inside.]

When do you think you and Kaiba-san will be able to get out of bed again?

[andjerry]

[he smells a little strange even when he sheds the homemade coat, and he's acting a little strange - he's more animated than usual, compensating for a lack of sound out of his mouth - but he doesn't like being with his own thoughts right now. so maybe he's being a little selfish, but as much as he can't really deal with Kaiba he can deal with the other guy, so scribbles a message on a notepad and offers it to Akira in apologetic explanation.]

Can I keep you busy in a few minutes? I need to see if I can fix this.

NOW BEGIN THE DAYS OF THE KING

[theundertaken]

Oh, I was wondering if you were still on that!

[Max lights up upon seeing his book again, though the practical realities catch up with him a second later.]

That is gonna be a bitch to read on those painkillers, 'kira.

[lmafo]

[ Roxy Lalonde doesn't leave her room this morning! :D ]

[in4apounding]

[It's entirely possible that after everything last weekend and Monday chose to be, Penny is just a little more keyed into her friends vanishing than usual. Regardless, at some point in the day a note is getting shoved under Roxy's door.]

Roxy,

Are you okay?

-Penny

[theundertaken]

[KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK]

[karappo]

[It's so cold. Something Karamatsu immediately notices since he'd taken to not wearing his hoodies yesterday. It's actually quite frigid in comparison to how things have been, so he gives in and dons his own blue hoodie, keeping Osomatsu's red tied around his waist. He's still wearing that red glove he got, but only just the one. His other hand remains out to the open air, fingertips chilly as he goes about the day.

He frequents the Infirmary many times to visit Kaiba and Akira, and at one point he can be found with a book that he's reading aloud to Akira (and also Kaiba if he wants to listen in).

Later on, he visits a place he's not been to before: The Holodeck.

It...isn't the best place for him to be right now. He knows it's not a good idea and it's only going to serve to upset him, but he...he just needs to be here for a little while.

He sits on the floor in the middle of the room, watching the area around him as it shifts and blossoms into a sight that makes his chest tighten painfully. He's in a small japanese style room with a couch pushed up against the wall and sunlight streaming through the window. He sits off in the more empty part of the room looking in. It's got a bookshelf and a kotatsu in the very center.

But he's watching the figures that mill about the room, one laying on his back reading manga, another sitting at the kotatsu reading a book of job listings with another across from him with his head resting on the table. A third sits on the couch bouncing a bat on his knees, and next to him a fourth is tapping away at a cellphone.

All of their faces are blurred, indistinguishable. They don't acknowledge Karamatsu at all, like he isn't sitting there. But it's probably just because it's not real...right?

In the evening, Karamatsu can be found at the Memorial Wall. He has a bunch of little slips of paper that he's taping up there. They all have little, short messages on them.

We won't give up.

We will fight for you.

You mattered.

I'm sorry.]

infirmary

[le_mat]

[Akira is awake, but it might be hard to tell: letting Karamatsu's voice wash over him]

Sorry, it must be weird reading a book starting in the middle.

[andjerry]

[the cold is uncomfortable, if not endurable, but when he sees the puffy red coat in his dumbwaiter in the morning his first thought is that he'd rather freeze. he's always lived up north, there's an entire sewing room, he can do something else - and then he sees the other red coat behind it, filthy and horribly familiar. it takes him a few hours to make a decision on what to do, long enough for him to discover he's unable to speak and improvising with a pen and a pad just as he improvises his own coat in the sewing room. he's told so many secrets, maybe he's convinced himself he can't share any more. at least, that's how he explains it.

again he's in the bar early if not quite as much as before, this time filling a small trash can with plastic liquor bottles, and in the late afternoon there's an acrid rubbery smell coming from the pool and a thin trail of black smoke beckoning from the hallway. there's a sign on the door: "CONTROLLED BURN".]

Pool

[theundertaken]

[WELL THIS IS ALL FAIRLY ALARMING]

Wh - oh, Thomas? I...yeah, I guess that’s better than one of the teenagers starting fires. The fuck are you doing?

pool

[unhappylittletrees]

...Thomas, what the fuck?

[He just came in here to make sure the kids weren't burning down the pool and this is what he gets.]

[immaculacies]

Ah, Maclaine-san! [Manaka perks up when she sees him in the sewing room, peering around his body to look at the jacket he's working on.] Is this something you do a lot? I know a little about sewing, but I've only ever done little things, by hand. I've never had the chance to use machines like these before.

[theundertaken]

[On Wednesday, Max is wearing the horrible thing he found in his dumbwaiter, along with his dog voting hoodie over one of the modest turtlenecks. Shut up, it's fucking cold in here.

After his usual spate of breakfast cooking, he goes up to the greenhouse to spend a little time just sitting beneath a tree. It's good to see plants again, even if it's kind of weird that you can grow stuff like that here in the first place.

Late afternoon, he gets bored with that and goes down to the media room to set up a little movie party. It's nothing official, but he's taken the trouble to set out the sodas and the popcorn, at least, just in case anyone else shows up. Looks like he's watching some animated thing with space in it.

He spends the entire evening after the movie shut up in Room Six. He didn't seem in a particularly bad mood when he headed off there, though, so it's probably okay to visit?]

media room

[unhappylittletrees]

[Jamie has been a bit of a cryptid since Sunday but he's not about to miss out on a movie night with a friend just because of his memories and brain sending him down the path of sneaky hate spiral. Besides...talking to Max helps.

He plops down next to him just as the movie starts, cocooned in every blanket he could find in his room.]

What're we watching, M- pfffffft holy shit, what is on your face?

Media Room

[karappo]

[So, Karamatsu's never seen this movie before, as much as his family is a fan of parodies. So when he walks into the media room as it's starting up, noticing the soda and popcorn set out, he decides to wander over and have a seat. He recognized Max from behind, so he starts speaking as he walks in.]

I hope you do not mind me dropping i-

[...he stops short, seeing Max from the front and spotting that thing he's wearing.]

Ah.

Never Have I Ever Night

[unhappylittletrees]

[Jamie has been a bit of a cryptid this week but by Wednesday evening he's at least making an effort to socialize. And right now socializing means plastering notices up in every floor hallway reading INFIRMARY GAME NIGHT, BYO SNACKS + DRINKS. The second part note is, in fact, a lie because he has salty snacks, juice and some non-minor-friendly drinks already laid out in the infirmary when people start showing up. He's also dragged in a few chairs so not everyone has to pile on the beds with Kaiba and Akira.

Jamie himself looks, quite honestly, not great. The shadows under his eyes and cup of coffee in his hand read as someone who hasn't really slept in a hot minute and he seems distracted in his talking and movements but by god, he is Trying.]

So...game night! We used to play this in my dorm floor back in college so I was thinking it might be fun for us. We'll go one by one, say "never have I ever" and then saying something we haven't done. If we've done it, we take a drink. Who wants to go first?

[theundertaken]

I'll go.

[Max leans forward to pour himself a non-minor-friendly drink. Jamie looks like a fucking wreck, but now doesn't seem like the time to nag him to sleep - after the game ends, for sure.]

Uh, never have I eeeeeever...been arrested?

[le_mat]

Never have I ever... Hmm... Been on a motorcycle!

[lovecolored]

Nnnnnever have I ever....

[ actually, she has to think about this for a while. What has she not done? ]

Oh, been to the ocean! Or the sea. ...any body of water that's bigger than a lake.

[unhappylittletrees]

Never have I eveeeer...dealt with weird supernatural stuff.

[in4apounding]

[Just kind of edging close to Jamie for a second and whispering-]

I can't actually drink anything, should I just keep count or something?

[You, uh, you were there when she screamed at the cafeteria on Tuesday, right? Otherwise this might be kind of awkward.]