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

[theoverseen]

I haven't heard anything about when, honestly. But I see what you mean. I'll have Ceec check in with the network and see what their plans are.

[serrata]

... Alright. [ and then, with a little nod of her head: ] Thank you.

[ She doesn't really want to be thanking him but he's their only real connection to "the network" and whoever brought them here. They need to get whatever they can from him when they can. ]

Do you know why they put these rooms down here on this floor? The garden and the rest room I can understand but... the tattoo parlor...?

[theoverseen]

For fun, maybe?

It would make more sense to put that on the same floor as the bar, but sometimes the Benefactors send their favorite Champions alcohol and that would be less obvious...

[serrata]

[ So there is a bar. She makes a mental note to pass this along to the handful of people she knows will be delighted to hear of its presence. ]

What sort of things do they send us? Just... little gifts like that?

[ probably not anything actually useful... ]

[theoverseen]

I've seen them send stuff like booze, snacks, blankets, pillows... 90 pounds of space lube...

[serrata]

[ RECORD NEEDLE SCRATCH ]

Excuse me, ninety pounds of what, exactly?

[ CLEARLY, SHE JUST MISHEARD AND HE DID NOT SAY EXACTLY WHAT SHE KNOWS HE SAID ]

[theoverseen]

Uh. Pillows?

[serrata]

[ ... okay. she'll take that. ]

... right then. It makes sense they'd want to make sure we're comfortable here.

[ time to just forget she ever heard the words 'space lube' ]

Do you talk to them yourself much? If you're hosting the show, I imagine you must all keep in close contact.

[theoverseen]

Me? No, but Ceec does. She's the network's intern, not my personal intern, so she answers to them.

[serrata]

[ ... so Cece works for the network and not for him. That's interesting.

She feels like prodding for more answers than she already has might get a bit obvious so instead she just gives him a faint smile. Some of this should be useful at least. ]

That probably frees up some of your time then -- time you can use for gardening?

[theoverseen]

[Well, Cece's under more supervision than he is.

...Probably a mistake tbh.]

And other things. I'm not really a gardener - I don't, uh, I let the sprinklers do the watering for me.

[serrata]

Oh! So this garden... it's not your work, then.

[ That makes more sense but she'd actually kind of thought that maybe he would've had a bit more input into the house he was going to be staying in. ]

Did the network design it?

[theoverseen]

It's based on what Earth looks like now after the great Boner Uprising of 6969, actually.

[serrata]

[ don't ask

don't fucking ask ]

... the great... boner uprising, did you say? What...?

[ god DAMN it ]