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

[serrata]

Yes! She's here with us and so is everyone else they... they used that week. For the motive. They're safe, or as close to safe as they can get in here, at least.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Wait. Anyone else? What about Kip and Cece?

[burninglight]

[Ardyn just...shook his head.]

Jamie's here--Will must be too, though I've not run into him.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Safe.

You think it's safe there?

[burninglight]

No one's trying to get us to murder each other, though I'm not tempting fate.

It's not exactly a danger-free paradise, but we're getting by.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'll take it.

[serrata]

It's... it's as safe as we're going to get, all things considered.

[ Safer than the game, maybe, with motives and trials and executions hanging over their head every week, like a ticking clock. ]

But that's absolutely not an endorsement. I miss you so much but the next time we meet each other, I want it to be while we're burning the people behind this to the ground.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Hot.]