week 3

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Week 3

[Come week 3 of the Champion Excellence Program the high-flying feelings that came with the dodgeball game last week has dissipated, especially after the...everything that was that trial. Satan Mask sure was a thing that happened.

Just like last week, right on the dot at 7 am, the mechanical woman's voice chimes to awaken the remaining champions on Sunday morning. After the initial wake-up call though there's a new message tacked on:]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your second trial, you have unlocked the third floor of the ship. A new mini map has been added to your P.I.P.! To access the second floor please stand on the teleporter and select the floor you wish to be teleported to.

[And again the Champions are awakened they have regained one new memory from the ones they've lost. Starting again on Sunday, as well, Jamie and Bolton will be back to their usual office hours in their usual locations.]

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[ooc: welcome to week 3, everyone! Check-in has begun and don't forget to submit your memory regains!]

Comments

[curdle]

But they were not.

[ Oh, that sounds harsh. ]

That is good. [ Her voice gets slightly higher pitched when she goes on. ] I wish--

[ But she knows if she keeps talking she'll sob again, and her throat practically closes in on itself when she cuts herself off, screwing her eyes shut to keep tears at bay. ]

What else hath been done already? How much more evil do we not know?

[ratherdoweddings]

[Yurika flinches at Thomasin's first reply, and she shakes her head.]

I don't know. All I know is that we should keep going, like we said after the trial, but it seems like instead of better, everything's just getting worse. I still think we can make it, but...

[curdle]

[ Make it to what? Thomasin doesn't ask her that, but she thinks it. ]

How can so little time have passed since? [ It feels like a century, and at the same time no time at all, stands between that moment and now. ] ... but it has been no time. 'Tis only our dreams that make it seem elsewise.

[ratherdoweddings]

I know. Because we're getting back all the time we forgot before.

[curdle]

Yes.

[ She presses her lips together and fresh tears bead in the corner of her eyes, but quietly. ]

I am scared. [ even though she never implied anything to the contrary out loud, making the italics totally redundant! ] But we -- we needs must be honest with each other, if we're ever to thwart their game.

[ratherdoweddings]

I know. Even... even if things look terrible.

[curdle]

[ She nods silently, her bedraggled hair shaking with her. ]

Thank you for calling on me. [ Is this a weird olde diction phrasing way to say literally calling her name, or does she mean in the "paying a visit" sense? Is it both? Trick question the answer is I don't know what I'm writing at any given time. ] I should... truly bathe, now.

[ratherdoweddings]

Okay. Look out for yourself, all right, Thomasin-chan?

[curdle]

I will. [ She walks out, doing it slowly so Yurika can get a wide berth, and goes to get a towel, dripping all the way. ] But so too must you, Yurika.

[ratherdoweddings]

[Yurika takes a deep breath and pumps her fists in the air.] Don't worry! I won't let anyone get me down, not dreams or the Jovian Lizards or even this place!