Week 2

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[Other than the reappearance of the Overseer, there's no real change in the routine. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets.

No other floors unlock, but Cece and Kip will still be appearing randomly to chit-chat.

All you know is... something has to change soon.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 1 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

[He waves it off.] You wanna know how long it's been since I've had anything to drink? The answer is no, you don't wanna know. You get out of practice, man. Gotta re-burn all those brain and liver and throat cells.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Right, right. Soldier life. Like thug lyfe, but more rules.

[What the fuck, Junpei, you have no idea what soldier life is remotely like, don't front.]

No shore leave to get sloshed with your unit? Or... wait. You still have a unit?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Shit, I haven't had shore leave in ages! I should protest. Me and the guys deserve time away from Blood Gulch after all the bullshit we've been put through lately. It's nuts. Don't ever join the army, and don't ever let yourself get drafted into the army. You'll just hate everyone around you.

[misanthropicprinciple]

The JSDF isn't allowed to operate anywhere outside Japan and I'm not in Japan, soooo I think I'll be okay. Not that I need the army to hate everyone around me anyway, though.

[motherfucking_ghost]

That's the fucking spirit. Gotta hate people no matter what your situation. Follow where your shriveled black heart leads, June-bug.

[misanthropicprinciple]

June--uh, what, no. Don't... don't call me that.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Awww, c'mon, it's cute!

[misanthropicprinciple]

Don't call me June.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Not even June-bug? What about uhhh...Junpei, Junpei...Pei...load? Pei-day?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[He starts to wrinkle his nose, but another thought occurs to him and his eyebrows rise.]

Hang on--shit. Church.

[Junpei leans over to pat the floor beside Delores. Take a seat, dude.]

We could have code names.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Church is not drunk enough for this, and Junpei is TOO drunk for this, but he plunks himself down beside, takes another swig, and hands the bottle back. Bros share.]

But if we're the only ones with codenames, people are gonna figure out what the codenames mean pretty fast.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Pfffft, who cares? I was the only one who didn't get a code name before. Church. Church. I have to.

[Don't take this from him, Church.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Whaaat, who the fuck got code names? I want a codename. Do it. Do you make up your code name or do I make one up for you? Am I Eagle One and you're Eagle Two?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Why're you Eagle One? It was my idea.

[motherfucking_ghost]

What about one of us is Eagle, which is me by the way, and the other one is Asp? Two different animals! And we can give animal codenames to the rest of the group.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Wait, wait wait wait. I want to make my own code name. And eagles eat asps, so, fuck you.

[He puts on his thinking face.]

...They could be number themed. Or like our... what'rethey. Titles? Champion things.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Wait--do they? Haha, man, no wonder Blue Team rocks! Suck on that, Reds!

Numbers, like...me and Arbys in room 7, but we can't both be 7. ...Don't ever tell him I called him that behind his back by the way.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Snickering.] Arbys.

[Don't worry, Church, the likelihood of Junpei remembering any of this tomorrow is slim.]

No, but more like... if your number is seven, what else is seven? Like, gambling. You could be Lucky, and Ardyn could be... Saturday. Get it?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uh, no, he'd be Sunday. Wait, unless you start your week on Sunday. Who the fuck does that? Weekend, my man. Maybe Jackpot? Is that too close to Lucky? Might get us confused. Hm, someone from 1, 2, and 3 would have to be Gold, Silver, and Bronze...

[misanthropicprinciple]

If I'm eight, I could be... Mobius. Tarantula.

[Gasp.]

Spider-man.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Wh--why do you get to be Spider-man? Then I'm Iron Man. I usually come in an iron suit. Or a...whatever it's made of suit. Is Nari Pepper? Though I could see her going all Black Widow on someone if she was pushed to it.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Nari's definitely Widow. Finn is Falcon. Roland... is Thor. No! Roland's Hulk. Heart... Magneto.

[...He laughs.]

Nishitani can be Wolverine.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Fucking yeah he is. He just needs to start calling people bub instead of chan.

Arianna is Jubilee. Queenie can be Gambit even though Gambit's a dude.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Not Emma Frost? She reads minds.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yeah? Guess that's better, blonde and all. Way better personality, though. What about Rhys, I keep thinking Winter Soldier, but like...he'd be the skinniest, most pathetic, least intimidating Winter Soldier ever.