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

[daughterofthemark]

So he meant to abandon you.

[Arianna doesn't really remember having a shitlist but she's suddenly an un-fan of Price.]

What do you mean, rehabilitation?

[induality]

...we were "chosen" because we were all criminals. Murderers, specifically, but most had other crimes too. Rehabilitation was the purpose we were first given.

Price was just as unprepared for that damn attack, but he sure wasn't willing to fight with us either. Someone put him there though, they had to. Hell if I know who though...

Even though Blaze was the one that added the damn killing rule, Price.... he still did those damn therapy sessions every other week anyway. Sharing things... complimenting others... making us say things like that.

[daughterofthemark]

So, Sir Blaze encouraged you to kill, and Sir Aiden provided activities for getting along. Like Sir PAL and Sir Kip.

Except that Sir Kip was willing to put himself in harm's way for our sakes. If we'd been attacked, I'm certain he would have protected us.

[induality]

I... have this feeling that Price was important somehow... did something... but like hell if I could tell you what. At the very least... he stayed. And he survived somehow. If... he would have gotten in our way I'm... fairly sure he wouldn't have. But he also didn't leave with us, if we can trust those pictures.

So... he has to have been doing something all this time.

[daughterofthemark]

...I still have distinct gaps in my memories of our time in the mansion. Perhaps whatever he did is connected to what is still being hidden from us.

[tokencanadian]

It might. Whatever we can't remember is surely going to have to return to us eventually. But, in any case, we know that he was on the ship with us, and then he left it somehow... without Blaze Dudely.

[Blaze... she frowns.]

I... think Xander and Price knew each other, to some extent.

[daughterofthemark]

It seems surprisingly many of us have had dealings with Sir Price.

[She's starting to feel a little left out! WHEN DOES SHE GET TO HAVE A PAST WITH THE WEIRD UNTRUSTWORTHY GUY, HUH?]

...Dame Pyrrha? Is something the matter?

[tokencanadian]

...Hmm? Oh.

[Right. She's. Just dissociating. And having thoughts.]

I'm just thinking about my game. I-I'm sorry.

[daughterofthemark]

You've nothing to apologize for.