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

[curdle]

I know. But thank you.

[ The smile that takes to her features manages to be nervous and distant, all at once. ]

My mother. I've had it since we went from England... it dragged the ground then. [ With her seated, it's not terribly obvious that the cloak is now a little short on her, but still! ] It even smells the same.

[ She wants it to be her actual cloak, is what she's saying. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Then maybe it is. Maybe you were wearing it when you were taken, and they put it in safe keeping.

[curdle]

Maybe. [ It comes out as a low echo, unconnected from the frightful reality that this would mean yet another lost memory to worry about the contents of. She looks up and tries to banish the wistfulness weighing her down. ] I mean not to speak only of myself. You wish for armor?

[motherfucking_ghost]

My armor. I'm a soldier. We wear it so often it's kind of like a second skin. Feel almost naked without it.

[curdle]

I am sorry of its loss. Could it be 'twould make you too awesome [ she means awe-inspiring ] an opponent for them what have us now?

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'd be super too awesome. [he means...modern awesome] Can't give us too much of an advantage after all. Make it too easy.