week 2

[airlockedmods]

Week 2

[It's been about a week since the Champions woke up in their new consumerist hellscape of a temporary home and, despite a few odd goings on and the bomb incident with Church and Nari, things haven't been as bad as they could be. No one is even dead yet! But let's see how long that lasts.

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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(( Also, don't forget to submit your AC and item rolls! You can also bother your Overseer here. ))

Comments

[tokencanadian]

[Oh no. Here Pyrrha thought she was the only person out this way, and here comes Clarith, strolling in like she just stepped out of Starbucks. Suddenly she's not so sure about standing up to three robotic guards whooping at her.]

Clarith- [She turns quickly, reaching to grab the girl's arm. The situation finally hits her.] They're the guards. And we need to leave, now!

[Time to try and quickly make an exit back to the hallway!!]

[airlockedmods]

Whoop whoop, we got runners, boys!

[They're fucking coming after you.]

[nightcure]

Yeah, they sure are.

Are you okay?

[airlockedmods]

[There's three robot figures lurking around the entrance to Pizza Planet. One appears to be...taking the remaining pizza from today out of the display case. All of it.]

[refusedtoleave]

[It only gets a glare from the corner of her eye.]

Why would I go to someone, who introduced themselves by yelling and insulting me, for anything?

[That was a great thing to do to someone who was cowering.]

[tokencanadian]

They can- [Shit.] Back to the kiosks, now!

[fuckthisshitimout.mp3]

[cyan_maid]

[...................

can they even eat what the fuck]

[cyan_maid]

Yeah, I'm fine. I'll...let me go with you guys.

[This will be okay she doesn't have to pee that bad]

[airlockedmods]

[man who knows]

[nightcure]

Of course. We'll watch each other's backs.

[cyan_maid]

[but then why are they taking the fucking pizza]

[cyan_maid]

Right.

[desperateprayer]

[ CLARITH IS RUNNING AS FAST AS HER LEGS ARE TAKING HER. She just wanted a goddamn drink, for fucking serious. ]

[everylittlesecret]

I actually did not yell at you when we first met, you're the one who overreacted and then acted like a complete and utter stuckup bitch.

[Said with a very sweet smile.]

[daughterofthemark]

...I hope Captain Yurika's pizza was disposed of already.

[refusedtoleave]

Robots wouldn't drink would they?

[airlockedmods]

[The robots chase you all the way back to the kiosks, cackling all the while, but you have time to enter one if that's what your plan is.]

[refusedtoleave]

[Are these alcoholic robots?]

[cyan_maid]

I think I'd prefer if they were partial to her creations.

[daughterofthemark]

I suppose it would make her happy.

[tokencanadian]

[Since Pyrrha is weaponless and Clarith is... not a fighter, that's the plan we're going with.

Why do they have to laugh

As soon as they're within distance of the first kiosk, Pyrrha more or less picks up and carries Clarith in there with her. Shutting the door. Shutting the door.]

[daughterofthemark]

They must have some means of enjoying themselves.

[serrata]

Is that really what we need to be worrying about right now?!

[motherfucking_ghost]

She doesn't seem used to people. Or...doesn't seem used to liking people? It's weird. I'm a people person. Sometimes.

[nightcure]

Yeah, we should probably worry about not getting caught.