Meeting

[incrediblystressedout]

[Yes, she expects all nine of you to squeeze your butts into her bedroom with her. It'll be standing room only, but thankfully this sample bedroom isn't as cluttered with random kid-detritus as he one at home, mostly because she hasn't been to the toy store yet. She's wearing an unfortunate combination of a black t-shirt (still with a starburst on it, or something close enough Joey can pretend it is one), a leather skirt, leggings, and ballerina slippers, and has a notepad and some kind of frog mask in her lap.]

Okay. Just to put this on the table. This is a meeting for how we're going to get out of here. I am done with this bull and I think so are all of you.

There's no such thing as an inescapable prison, especially not if it's made out of a shopping mall of all things! I'm no expert in criminal activities, but I think we're supposed to have a couple here, right? All I know is the first step is to have meetings in the bedrooms: no cameras, and they're soundproof.

After that, what I am an expert in is solving puzzles. That means making a list of our assets, and a list of the problems to be solved to get out of here. I've got mad dancing skills and an unused ability to animate some object like I'm a wizard or something. What's everyone else got?

Finally...we need to keep alive. No one goes anywhere without a buddy, okay? Not even the bathroom. This is basic stuff. Ideally, groups of three, but we've got ten people, so...

[She looks over the group.]

Anywhere, we're all here, and we're all sick of this, right? What's everyone else got?

Comments

[totalbullshit]

[ Helena genuinely deliberates not going to this meeting, but her cheek still aches from the slap she has received for her assumed passivity and some part of that bugs her enough to make her way down to Joey's place. She's dressed in her baggy replacement clothes and she has a notebook and pen of her own. The notebook is one of the cheap kinds and it has 'DIARY' handwritten onto the front, if anyone cares about looking at that.

Helena hates how cramped this bedroom is and she'll try her hardest to secure a spot by the wall to avoid being pressed in between bodies. ]

I can electrocute things. Same as always.

[ In a more badass fashion than a certain other someone. ]

Can we even sleep in each other's rooms though? If not, then grouping up is always going to be difficult. And even then, I can't say I trust many of you after yesterday.

[incrediblystressedout]

[Joey shakes her head.]

Bedrooms should be safe. I don't know any way around the locks on the doors. But like, if you need to go to the bathroom at 2 am or whatever, text someone. Hopefully two someones. No one else needs to die here, but someone might get...desperate...at the motive again.

[She then thinks on the electricity.]

Do you think your electricity might be enough to overload something electrical? Like the elevator? We can't really test that without being ready to fight, but...

[totalbullshit]

[ Helena considers this for a moment, then nods. ]

I assume so, yes. I feel like this power has gotten stronger again this week.

[incrediblystressedout]

Obviously no good if we're in the elevator...but if we need to get rid of it, or we find something more important to fry, I think you'd be good to break those things.

Does that sound like like a good protest idea, Helena?

[totalbullshit]

[ She smiles wryly. ]

Last night I actually regained my memories of terrorism, I think I'm more equipped for this now than ever.

[incrediblystressedout]

I...

...

...you know what, it's a skill. I don't care what you did before you got here. Just remember we all need to get out of here, okay?

[totalbullshit]

Oh, I didn't kill anybody. I destroyed a monument, that's all there was to it.

[incrediblystressedout]

Huh. Is that terrorism or really, really intense vandalism...?

[totalbullshit]

[ She... tilts her head at that. ]

You have a point with argument for the latter, but it was a pretty important cultural monument. A deliberate attack on a social structure.

[incrediblystressedout]

I guess it's terrorism if you're causing terror...do you remember why you did it?

[totalbullshit]

I have no direct memory of the moment I decided to actually go for it, but I know why.

I come from a city that is a wretched capitalist pseudo-paradise for the rich, built entirely around shallow notions of prestige. It's sickening and suffocating. I wanted to break the cage open.

[incrediblystressedout]

[There's something niggling at Joey about that, but she doesn't remember enough context to remember why.]

Doesn't sound like my thing, but I technically live in a mansion, so...

...I'm guessing you'd like to do the same to this mall? I mean besides being trapped here it's a pretty upscale mall.

[totalbullshit]

[ Helena also lives (used to live?) in a mansion, but she's honestly pretty happy with this not being common knowledge right now. So aside from raised eyebrows about Joey's lack of understanding for her ideology, she lets this slide. ]

You got it.