week 1

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Week 1

[With the introduction to the relationship experiment and their overseeing hosts done with, the Champions are left to their own devices to explore the first floor of the mansion as they please. Cece and Kip will pop-up every once in a while to chit-chat but for the most part they're somewhere inaccessible.

Each morning the Champions are awakened promptly at 7 am by PAL's even, almost laid back voice announcing the time and each evening at 10 pm to announce when the kitchen is closing for the night. Unlike the Overseers, he doesn't seem to be one much for conversation.

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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[ooc: welcome to week 1, everyone! This first week is a peace week which means there will be no murder this weekend! Feel free to start submitting threads for the benefactors]

Comments

[plugout]

[ Actually, yeah.

Honestly, it's kind of a relief? It feels less... he doesn't know, corporate, maybe. ]

I'm kinda not sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't... you know. [ Dressing like a normal person? ] This.

[theoverseen]

[Kip beams.]

See, you learned something about me!

[plugout]

[ Oh, hell. When he smiles like that, Rhys almost actually wants to talk to the guy more. Damn it. ]

Heh, I guess I did. [ ... ] But I mean, it's only fair, because our profiles tell you way too much info about us.

[ Especially that trivia bit.. which he's still sore about. ]

[theoverseen]

Well- yeah, I guess, but my info's in there too. And you can see everyone else's.

[plugout]

Yeah, but it's not as much as some of ours.

[ And speaking of... ]

Who made those, anyway?

[theoverseen]

Ceec and I made each other's. I think the network made the rest?

I'm just the host, I'm here to look pretty and shill for the product placements.

[He picks up the coffee canister and holds it up toward the nearest camera with a thumbs up and a grin.]

[plugout]

[ Right. He'd almost forgotten that they were on camera. Rhys looks at the same camera and... fingerguns at it while flashing a winning grin. My god. ]

Haha, right... But, uh, I'm pretty sure the network got a few things wrong about mine. How can I dislike the guy who's my hero, anyway? And the company I work for and have wanted to work for for years?

[theoverseen]

[Kip laughs cheerfully at the fingerguns, eyes crinkling at the corners with the size of his grin.]

See, now you're getting it!

[As to the question, he takes another sip of coffee and bangs his heels against the cabinet door.]

Mm, maybe opinions change?

[plugout]

Well, yeah, obviously. B-but, there's no way they can change that quickly!

[theoverseen]

Huh. Well maybe something glitched with the coding. I dunno, I'm not a programmer.

[plugout]

[ He raises an eyebrow. ]

If there's a glitch, you could let me access whatever's running the program or-- or whatever it is. I could fix it.

[theoverseen]

Hahahaha, yeah, nnnoooo. I'm not that dumb, letting the Champion Hacker near the computer systems.

Nice try, though.

[plugout]

Uhh, I wouldn't, like, screw anything up, I'd just, you know, if there's something wrong with the code someone should probably fix it.

[ He's trying so hard. ]

[theoverseen]

Mmmmhm.

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[plugout]

[ Quietly: ] Damnit.

[ tried so hard, got so far, etc. ]

Yeah, well... heh, worth a shot, right?

[theoverseen]

Yeah, well, I can't blame you for trying.