theairlock | week 1

Entry tags:

!round 2,
!week 1

week 1

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.]

Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday

[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]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

How much do you know about what happens to us between when we were snapped up and when we woke up here?

[He's figured out already that Kip is mostly a toadie, his attitude i when they arrived proved that, but not how LITTLE the host actually knows]

Uh, nnnnot that much? I was here with Ceec and PAL getting everything ready for your arrival...

About what I expected. So you have no idea about what happened to my scars?

Uh, you mean you've got ones you don't remember?

[That's. The common complaint...]

No, the ones that are missing. All of them, I don't even have acne scars from when I was younger! Or-

[He holds out his hand]

I'm an archer, it's in my profile. But my hands are completely soft. Not a single callous.

You had acne? No way, you are one of the prettiest people I've ever laid eyes on, and I've been in a worldwide orgy.

[PRIORITIES.]

But uh, maybe you just... increased the circumference of your lotion distribution?

[WHAAAAT]

E-EXCUSE YOU?!

O-of course I did! I mean, not a LOT but I was a teenager just like anyone else you know!

And no cream is completely removing blade scars!

[Technically you still are a teenager, buddy

Kip makes a fairly universal "iunno" sound.]

Sorry, I'm not... sure what could've happened.

[At least he does sound sympathetic about it?]

Ugh. You're useless. Well, you need to ask your boss or whoever runs this and get me some answers or there's going to be an issue.

[For being a short very pretty teenager he legit sounds like he might strangle a host]

Uh, yeah, I'll tell Ceec to shoot the network a message. Can't say they'll answer, though.

Are you adjusting to the tech okay?

[He huffs]

Thanks. I guess that's all I can expect.

And well, I haven't tried to flush my self down the toilet or caught anything on fire. So 'adjusted' in a practical enough sense.

Hah, that's good! There was kind of a debate on whether to include bidets but we didn't want anyone to accidentally wash their clothes or face in them.

I don't even know what that is, but I can somehow picture it already. I'm sure your 'audience' would have gotten a kick out of it.

[He tone makes it clear what he thinks of the 'audience', and he looks right at the nearest camera as he says it, sneering]

Is that a genre of entertainment here? Seeing people out of their element make fools of themselves? I see that more advanced cultures are truly beyond my meager understanding.

It's kind of antiquated to have it as its own separate thing- some toilets will gently skoosh water on your pooper to get it clean without, uh-

[...There he go.]