Week 7

[airlockedmods]

[Well that weekend sucked. The Champions are down a dad and a bean and shrinking their numbers smaller and smaller, less and less.

There's no sign of life in the spaceport aside from PAL's omnipresent voice and SIS, the helpful asSIStant who has some control over certain heres and theres in the spaceport. She (and PAL) are available at all times and can appear anywhere if called. There is, however, a new floor to explore. Just hop in the elevator and pchoo.]


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Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

Don't have to come back out. Like, if it's too much trouble.

[But maybe don't listen to Junpei.]

[airlockedmods]

[well hello to you too, boys]

I believe I have it figured out at this point. You should safely be able to go in and out as long as I am here.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Listen. Junpei. He loves you, so don't encourage something that's already on his mind!!! He elbows him lightly.]

Okay. Good. We're going in then. Don't let anyone else get us out unless there's an emergency. We just sit back and relax, and you do all the work? Do we give like a signal if we wanna get out, or imagine a door, or something?

[It's cool it's fine he's just gonna climb into a pod. Breathing mask and everything.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei follows suit, hopping into whichever one's closest.]

Please offer us a red pill and a blue pill. ...We don't need to get back into the specific pods we woke up in, right? I forget which one was mine.

[airlockedmods]

Any pod will do, they are not DNA-locked. I will be monitoring you from here so if you wish to leave just say out loud that you are ready!

Have fun and be safe. I can have snacks ready when you come out.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...You're real good to us, SIS, you know that? Thanks.

[Jack us in, Morpheus.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei makes a heart with his hands before putting his own mask on. Where doin this, man. Where making this hapen.]

[airlockedmods]

[SIS flashes them both a wide, sincere grin before turning her attention to the controls.

Church and Junpei will feel themselves getting all of the sudden very tired. When they close their eyes they'll feel a small jolt of energy and, when they open their eyes again they'll find themselves in one of the all kiosk beds they first woke up in. Whoever the former occupant was, whatever things they left scattered about are right where they left them.

Welcome back to the mall, boys.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Church all but bursts out of--oddly, somehow he actually got dropped in Scarftacular. Huh. Who woulda thunk. All his shit's there, and Heart's shit, and the scarves, and this feels...this feels familiar in a way that's almost actually comforting, but that's not the point.]

Junpei? Where you at, Spidey?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[White and kind of shaky, Junpei pretty much falls out of Bounce House. Because of course. Of course. A few balloons bob out with him.]

...Church, if we do this again, I'm using your pod.

[motherfucking_ghost]

The fuck did you do? You look like you've seen a gho--...hm. Not my best phrasing.

[Look c'mere you're getting a hug, even if it's a virtual hug.] But we're here. It's okay. Maybe we can...get in touch with 'em. Where's the stupid fuck board? Also am I crazy or is the Starbucks on fire?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei hugs back somewhat desperately, then leans around Church to look at the Starbucks.]

...Well, I guess it might as well be a portal to hell, at this point.

[All right. To business. Junpei rubs his chin, then points to Armos.]

One of the boards was Jane's, right? And Arianna had one, too, so we can check in Bed Buddies if this one doesn't work. ...Oooooor if we can't get into the other kiosks, we can always just get our own from the store.

[motherfucking_ghost]

There's...there's no one here, so--maybe this place registers them as dead, and we can just waltz on in? You check J's, I'll check Ari's. I promise not to launch myself into the fires of hell just yet.

[good hustle team BREAK!]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Well, let's see. Can we get into these other kiosks?]

[airlockedmods]

[The locks were tied to the PIPs, but also Starbucks shouldn’t be perpetually in flames so all bets are off. You may enter!]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[He comes back out of Armos and raises the ouija board box over his head.]

Got one.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[No, I think you're mistaken. Starbucks should absolutely be perpetually in flames. It always was in our hearts.

So let's see if a wega borad is still in Bed Buddies.

......As a side note, did anyone ever move the TV from Bed Buddies since the sleepover?]

[airlockedmods]

[The TV is still there! It is currently turned on, though all that's on the screen is static. Rather than the traditional static noise, it's emitting a loud series of beeps.

Do either of you know Morse code?]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Can we hold the seance in Bed Buddies, I feel like that would be the ultimate best friend sleepover experience. Junpei wanders down the kiosk line, box under his arm.]

Any... huh. What is that?

[Junpei does, actually, know Morse code, but it'll take him a moment to recognize it.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uh. It's the TV, dipshit. Guess Doc Brown and Aslan left it with Princess Bubblegum all this time. Hope she wasn't kept up by, like, ghosts or weird stupid news broadcasts.

[You would think Church would know it, but last time he tried to decipher it, he made shit up. (And it also wasn't actually Morse code.) So... /waggles hand. Let's leave this to the Smart One.]

Guess it's on the fritz. If...uh, 'Lady Consequence' was the one running it and all...

[airlockedmods]

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[It seems like it's just repeating the same string continuously. Who knows how long that's even been happening.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Wait. Wait. Hang on.

[Junpei throws the wega bord to Church, pats himself for a notepad and pencil, realizes he doesn't have his crap on him, and steals some of Arianna's cute stationery. After some dot dot dashing and subsequent translation, he ends up with:]

STARMAPS IF CANNOT TRANSMIT, SHOW CAMERAS REQ BOWIE AREA STARMAPS IF CANNOT TRANSMIT, SHOW CAMERAS REQ BOWIE

Request: Bowie area starmaps. If you can't transmit, show cameras.

[He looks up at Church. But the assholes caught Lady Consequence, didn't they? So who is phone?]

[motherfucking_ghost]

S...o...

Someone needs...maps around the spaceport? And if they can't get them...just...show stuff from here?

[???]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei starts to say something, but stops himself, taps his pencil thoughtfully against his mouth, and then writes:]

I think someone's looking for us. If we can show them the stars outside the spaceport, maybe they can pinpoint our location.

Doesn't make sense for this to be a trick. Captors already know where we are, obviously.

[motherfucking_ghost]

How the fuck are we supposed to--

[Hufffffff give him that.]

cameras??? where?
who?
VR

[--which he underlines several times, in fact.]