week 1

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Week 1

[After the reveal of their handsome and well-dressed but stern-looking Overseer on Sunday, the Champions were left to their own devices in investigating the mall to their hearts' content. At around 10 pm every night the lights in all the shops will go down and the sturdy metal grates over the doors of the restaurants will go down. The stores will remain unlocked, though.

On Monday morning, a buzzing alarm chirps at them again from their PIPs at 7 am on the dot. There's also a pop-up message waiting for them: a notice announcing Xander will be holding office hours

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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Comments

[helladoptera]

I don't know. I'm not the best at... regular eggs, they're probably different.

[imnotfat]

Will someone even be willing to give them a try even though nobody knows what exactly they came from?

[It's unlikely they're poisonous, but still...there's something that feels wrong from all this purple egg stuff]

[helladoptera]

Maybe? I mean... we are in a diner, maybe they just work like regular eggs.

[imnotfat]

Of all the ridiculous drivel...

[He eyes the rest of the possible food with distaste. He can't believe they're going to have to eat this stuff]

Do you believe we're really in space?

[He's leaning towards believing they really are, but someone else's opinion could be useful, especially if he can get them to consider something:]

We don't have clear proof we're in space. All we have is a view of the outside, and it could be faked with ease. Do you think that's a possibility

[helladoptera]

I mean... sure, there's a chance we're just in some warehouse or bunker in the desert or something, but I'm honestly not sure how much that changes with how few resources we have. Plus the technology in Universe seems... above average, let's put it that way, even without wifi.

[imnotfat]

There's one vital change to our survival odds depending on if we really are in space or not, you know.

[He doesn't seem to want to be forthcoming with what it is without Max trying to answer]

[helladoptera]

If we get out in the wrong way, we die in space.

[ Well, there it is, then. ]

We can't just blow out a wall.

[imnotfat]

Exactly.

[Good. Looks like this Max person has a decent head on her shoulders. One person more for the list of people who can actually be of use]

There has to be a way to prove without doubts there's nothing but outer space outside. I'm open to suggestions.

[He manages to acquire one of those eggs and, after a moment of doubt, cracks it open to look inside. It's as if he expects bugs to crawl out of it anytime soon]

[helladoptera]

[ She ponders that for a second. ]

We could see if our new best friend Alex can prove it somehow. A window, or something like that.

[imnotfat]

Alex...? [It takes him a moment to realize who she's talking about] Already giving our unpleasant overseer a nickname?

[He hopes Xander hates it]

[helladoptera]

I don't respect him nearly enough to call him the one he provided.