Mock Week

[sinphony]

[ After the day before, with the reveal of the full extent of the rules and how the game works along with their hosts, the only thing everyone could do was have a meeting with alcohol and go to bed. And when awakened, everything is the same. It's still the large mansion, they're still locked inside, and there's still the idea that they have the choice to murder each other hanging over them. But now the mansion is free to explore to their hearts' content, save for the room under the stairs outside the mud room. All anyone can really do is just enjoy their week and hope for the best. ]

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PRINCESS SUITE

[steelmagnolias]

[Alright, alright. He's alive, if not exactly kicking.

Ren spends the rest of his day bedridden in the same bed he's woken up in every day here, trying to sleep off his pain. That doesn't really work, so he's often sketching something in that book he received, or flipping through the TV, trying to find something, anything, that isn't a damn princess movie.

Please visit him he's so fucking bored]

[semperperatus]

[Here comes Shepard, with some food for you broke bro]

What're you watching?

[steelmagnolias]

[What kind of food is this]

...I dunno. Some kind of kid's movie? I'd go for something else, but it's not like the TV really has the best selection here.

[semperperatus]

[It's a ham sandwich, nothing fancy]

Huh, really?

[He'll try to change the channel, and...]

...

The hell?

[steelmagnolias]

[He'll take it, he's not picky for the most part.]

Thanks.

[He's also confused, okay, he'll just look for a while and... okay, that is definitely some kind of sexy gothy witchy villain going all one winged angel.]

I think my wife said she watched something like this when she was a kid?

[He never watched much TV.]

[semperperatus]

Um...it's...different?

[is "maximumer" a word]

[steelmagnolias]

You can say that again.

[It's clear he's not paying too much attention to it.]

Not my thing, but it probably beats whatever they've got going on in the afterlife.

[He's just glad he's not dead. And his tone... sadly suggests that this has maybe happened before.]

[semperperatus]

...Uh...you mean that rhetorically, right?

[Because if not UH. HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?]

[steelmagnolias]

...y...es?

[HE MEANS BEING THIS BADLY FUCKED UP INJURY-WISE, he's done that before, he hasn't actually died.]

[semperperatus]

[THANK GOD.

Speaking of.]

How're you doing, by the way? Is it almost time for pills, you think?

[steelmagnolias]

How much of that shit can I shove down my throat without dying?

[Sharkdad, he wants to be stuffed full of all the drugs his body can handle.]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza's finally calmed down and been granted permission to leave the foyer. And she does actually go looking for Ren first. She's still teary-eyed, but there's a smile on her face when she sees that he's up. She hurries over to his side, illusionary subtitles already appearing in front of her.]

Ren! I'm so glad you're alive!

[steelmagnolias]

Eliza-chan?

[He forces a small smile when she cones in. Doesn't want to upset the adorable kid, you see.]

[telecosmetic]

[She moves over to the side of the bed, glancing curiously at his sketchbook for a moment.] Does-does it hurt a lot? [Her subtitles don't capture the stammer, instead just leaving a pause at that point. She knows it must hurt to some degree, but at the same time part of her hopes it's not constant and debilitating.]

[steelmagnolias]

[AVERT THY GAZE, ELIZA, nah it's just a voluptuous naked lady on one of the pages, even if Ren's drawing what looks like a Carnivine right now.

He sighs a bit.]

Really wish I didn't have to deal with this right now, but it's happened before.

...I could probably use a fuckin' drink.

[telecosmetic]

[It's too bad I didn't bring another of my Pokemon OCs here or he'd perk right up at the sight of the Carnivine. Eliza does quickly tear her gaze away from the nudity though, focusing on his Pokemon drawing.]

Not the first time? Do you mean someone trying to kill you? [Now Poketeen is worried.]

[steelmagnolias]

...no.

[Maybe it's a little worrying that he had to think about that, but Eliza doesn't need more details into his backstory right now.

...

He's pretty sure Eliza isn't going to try to kill him.]

I've had to live with this since I was a kid. You get used to it.

[He has boneitis, Eliza. It's fine.]

[telecosmetic]

[She lets out a soft gasp. Although she's not sure if she should offer him sympathy or not, since it's...not really something anyone can apologize for? Besides Arceus, she supposes.]

Fin said he's going to be watching over you. I...I wish there was something I could do...

[steelmagnolias]

I'll let you now if there's anything, okay?

[He supposes you could bring him food and reading material and stuff, but he's not gonna impose.]

To be honest, I'm not sure where to start. It's just boring, more than anything else.

[telecosmetic]

[She nods, glancing over at the television screen. She doesn't think it's that bad, but then again he is a grown adult man.] I guess this isn't really your type of show?

[steelmagnolias]

It...really isn't, no.

[He's not your testosterone-addled MANLY MAN WHO EATS STEAKS MADE OF TRUCKS AND TOXIC MASCULINITY by any means, but this is a bit too saccharine.]

I think Cheryl might have watched stuff like this when she was a kid? I never watched too much TV when I was younger myself, and now...

[He's a grown-ass man. This sort of thing just doesn't appeal.]

[telecosmetic]

[She nods in understanding.] Yeah...too bad there aren't any portable TVs in here or anything. What do you like watching?

[steelmagnolias]

Pokemon contests, usually? When they're on. Then there's dramas and the odd nature show, but I don't really watch that much TV to begin with.

Not like any of that matters here.

[He chuckles dryly and bitterly before mumbling something else.]

I feel like any moment now my mother's going to burst through the walls just to say "I told you so".

[telecosmetic]

Oh, you like contests? [She smiles a bit.] I like what I've heard of them, although they're not very popular in my home region... [However, her smile fades when he mentions his mother and her potential lecturing.]

She worried about you a lot?