week 2

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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

[motherfucking_ghost]

[snerk]

You...should be really glad one of my buddies isn't around to hear you talking about messy girl piles...

[cyan_maid]

...I suppose so.

[She could've sworn you were sitting down, but eh, perspective is kind of muddled when you're laying out on the floor of a mall on some blankets.]

What do you think so far?

[burninglight]

[baby steps, jane]

...I don't know. I suppose that it's certainly not terrible.

[cyan_maid]

Huh? Why, what's so-

[Wait.]

Oh, geez, that's gross...

[nightcure]

... Yeah.

Her name is Luna. Lunafreya.

[burninglight]

Quite frankly, I'm astounded that it didn't.

[induality]

Well... what we have right now is pretty limited. But if we left it out, I'm concerned about who or what might tamper with it. W-we have those robots wandering around a-and that damn Overseer...

[cyan_maid]

[She gives a thumbs up.]

Then the pile is a success.

[nightcure]

Must be made of some really sturdy stuff. Wonder what we'd have to do to test its limits.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Man, if I didn't like you, I wouldn't hang around you. I'd either punch you or turn around and leave.

Or aggressively mock you. Like. In a nasty way, not in a funny way. Like Richie Rich.

[nightcure]

Mind if I join you? I did bring you a couple blankets, if that sweetens the deal.

[cyan_maid]

...You didn't have to do that just to join.

[She means yes.]

[induality]

[Really it's just an inclination but-- she feels pretty certain when she says it--]

...you like her... d-don't you?

[burninglight]

[He gave her a small, hesitant smile.]

Congratulations on your endeavor being met with a favorable outcome.

[nightcure]

Haha, well... I thought you might appreciate them, anyway.

[ He puts 'em on the pile, then joins her. ]

How are you doing?

[burninglight]

If that didn't break it, I'm at a loss for what would. Ultros, maybe.

[cyan_maid]

Thaaaank you.

[She draws it out a little, not to be sarcastic, but because she can, and then Jane sighs.]

It's helping me a little, too. So...I'm glad it's not just me.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You're not so bad at nicknames yourself, Geno-psycho See-ya-later. Kind of a shame you're a crazy stalker murderer.

[induality]

Wh-what did the message say? I haven't seen it.

[nightcure]

[ ... Ah. Called out. Noctis turns his head a little, but his cheeks definitely are a little pinker. ]

What makes you say that?

[burninglight]

[honey he doesn't know what that means.]

Wait...you don't? I was rather beginning to suspect you found me an infuriating annoyance.

[cyan_maid]

...

[She rolls a little more so she can look at Noctis, because not looking at someone when you're talking is rude. In this position, she's kind of...curled up, and pulling the edge of one of the blankets on top of her.]

Not as bad as last night. But...not the best, either. I don't know. It's...really confusing.

[induality]

D-depends on how they were programmed, I guess... I-I don't know a lot about electronics and s-stuff like that. But they can be told to do different things. It depends on their purpose from... wh-whoever made them.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Veggies are for every growing boy. You could use a few inches yet.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Unfortunate side-effects of having a total and utter pervert in your squad.