Week 2

[airlockedmods]

[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

[scourgingstars]

'Ghost' isn't a language on any world, I am fairly confident in saying that.

[why in bahamut's name is this his life now]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[you came to this party arbys YOU CAME TO THIS WILLINGLY YOU ONLY HAVE YOURSELF TO BLAME]

BooooooOOOOOOOoOOOOooooo...motherfucker!

[please......stop........]

[scourgingstars]

. . .

I can't believe I actually tolerate any of you right now.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Well if you could fuckin' get drunk like the rest of us...! And strip down like the rest of us! We're all dudes here! Jus' dudes bein' guys!

[scourgingstars]

Does this really seem the time for any of this?

[motherfucking_ghost]

I... [squint. squiiiiinnnnnt. processing...]

Oh my god it got your leg! We got medkits or something right? Right? You okay? We got plenty of alcohol to sterilize! Antibio gel! All good! Lemmie see--

[scourgingstars]

I'm fine.

[That, he actually snapped for whatever reason. Even if for just a second or two, Ardyn actually looked shaken before he raked a hand through his hair and quickly refocused himself.]

We need to deal with this thing first.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Right! Right. [look of concern not fading even with the drunkenness. we're gonna have words! WORDS I SAY!]

Maybe if we ALL get on it, it can't move then! And then...punch it, or something!!