week 4

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Week 4

[Four weeks in and almost half the Champions' original numbers are gone. Eight people in the span of a month and, even with the Overseers seeming increase in empathy for the remaining Champions, there is no end in sight for the Champion Excellence Program.

And again at 7 am on Sunday the mechanical woman's voice chimes to awaken the remaining champions on Sunday morning. After the initial wake-up call the message tacked on:]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your third trial, you have unlocked the fourth floor of the ship. A new mini map has been added to your P.I.P.! To access the fourth 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 4, everyone! Check-in has begun and don't forget to submit your memory regains!]

Comments

[curdle]

Nay, I think your work is fine. One was left afore my door, a week past. It was... strange.

[ She makes a weird, sweeping gesture, trying to somehow convey what a beartaur looks like! It doesn't work. ]

Like a bear in its front, but on the body of a horse.

[voltrounds]

[...okay, that's really weird.]

Like a horse with a bear head, or more like a bear centaur? [OH! SO CLOSE TO THE RIGHT NAME!]

[curdle]

[ What is... a centaur... she's going to just extrapolate, though! ]

The second. It has six limbs. 'Twasn't ripped like yours, but it could be someone sewed two dolls together.

[voltrounds]

[Doesn't everyone know what a centaur is? Surely?]

On the other hand, it could be that someone's world really does have creatures like that.

[curdle]

Maybe. Lightning did say her world was full of monsters, and I'd not wish to meet one the size of a real horse.

... has your world any skunks?

[voltrounds]

I don't know if there are any skunks now. There used to be.

...there are definitely some pretty big monsters, though, so maybe you should stay away.

[curdle]

Your world, too?

[ That's right, she's on some kind of mission. That doesn't necessarily imply monsters, but whatever, she's just accepting things at this point. ]

Nay, I think I'd not last long. You and Lightning must be well-armamented to survive such wilderness.

[voltrounds]

Yeah, we're always improving our equipment. But even then, there are some that we just have to try to avoid.

[curdle]

What is it like, to ever be in such danger?

[ And actually be able to do something about it. ]

[voltrounds]

Hmm...

[How do you even answer that?]

Most of the time I'm not even thinking about the danger. I just think "what do we need to do to get through this?"

[curdle]

[ Thomasin thinks about it. Has she ever been in a situation that perilous -- one where she didn't consider anything but her own survival?

It's not quite the same, but arguing with Father... it wasn't so different. She had been furious, admittedly, but she had had to turn his suspicions elsewhere, and she had. ]

And all else matters no more.