Lovelocked & Airlicked: the Airlocked kink meme

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shamelessly ripped from the Dangan Roleplay Kink Meme

GUIDELINES/RULES:

1. All requests- smut, fluff, gen or otherwise (alternate murders, anyone?)- are welcome so long as it's about Airlocked.
2. Fic and art fills are all good.
3. This is for all rounds of Airlocked. Intermingled cast requests ("what if so-so and so-so from this and that round met?" and this includes "IC" requests from the canon Airlocked fandom all over the galaxy) are acceptable.
4. Stay anon because it's funner that way.
5. There's going to be enough dicks to go around we don't need you to be one too.
6. Use proper trigger/content warnings for sensitive and/or offensive subjects, just like you would in Airlocked proper.
7. This is a judge free zone, however, I only ask that you be mindful of character ages, esp. in regards to the younger characters.
8. If you do not want your character to be involved with the smut or things that make you uncomfortable please contact me. This is ultimately just for fun and I would hate for it to become upsetting for anyone.
9. Respect player wishes if they ask to not have their character be in smut or anything out of their comfort zone.

Have fun, darlings! If any rules are violated please don't hesitate to to alert one of the mods.

 

 

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Conversation between any two characters played by the same mun.

[(Anonymous)]

Arianna goes for harem end.

[(Anonymous)]

The first week in the IGS Fantasy Sweet had been hard to get used to for Clarith, but at least Michaela was there. Clarith wrung her hands, kneeling on the cushioned floor of the rest area as the girl who'd always come to reach a hand out to her was sitting a pace away.

Michaela looked over, concerned. "What's wrong? You said you wanted to talk, but I don't know what about."

"Well, that is..." Clarith wanted to shrivel away right there.

"Dame Clarith! Oh, and Dame Michaela too!"

Their heads turned to see Arianna twirling into the room in her ballgown. The purple-haired princess happily ran over to them and fwumped right between them, one arm around each before they even knew what was going on.

"A-A-Arianna!?" Clarith stammered with her face going red.

"It's so good to be here with you!" Arianna said, either completely missing the mood or just seeming to, who even knew. "What were the two of you discussing? Is it important?"

Michaela took this in, shrugged, and leaned in. Maybe this was just how humans did things? It seemed to make Clarith turn redder, but that and Arianna's widening smile were too cute to stop.

A moment later, they heard someone approach the door.

"Anyone seen Mary? She said there was a yard sale..." Finn called in, but stopped when he reached the door. "...Uh. Yeah, sorry, am I, I'm interrupting something, aren't I."

"Oh, no! Come in!" Arianna smiled. "We were going to discuss something! Though I'm not sure what it was, exactly."

"Uh... sure?" He looked around, gulped, and shrugged. "Okay? Is this normal?"

Michaela waved and ushered him to a spot by herself and Arianna. "I'm not sure. But it's fun! Tell me, what is a yard sale?"

This continued every few minutes. Mai walked in, wordlessly stared, and went to the space behind Arianna and Clarith to drape over them. Junpei stepped in, turned red, and walked in to sit with them, followed by Yuuri, who started out lecturing them all but immediately joined the pile. The group started moving pillows and shuffling around to make a more feasible cuddlepile when a figure in green approached humming some song or another that would be cut from broadcast for copyright claims.

"Oh! Sir Choromatsu!" Arianna waved and patted her lap as Clarith snuggled into her side. "Would you like to join us?"

Choromatsu fainted dead away in the doorway.

Finn grimaced and looked up at Arianna. "Maybe you shouldn't've asked. I mean, with his title and all."

The thud brought Nari running in. "What's going on, did somebody kill alrea--" She nearly stumbled over Choromatsu. "What?"

Arianna looked pleadingly over from the cuddlepile. "I don't know what happened! Sir Choromatsu appeared fine, but I asked him to join us, and he became very pale and passed out! Is something the matter? Nearly the same thing happened yesterday when I went to see Sir Takumi!"

Nari facepalmed. She groaned and knelt down to check Choromatsu's pulse without answering.

"Figures," she muttered to herself. "I can't keep one person and she manages to accidentally start a harem."

[(Anonymous)]

Something with the pre-doomed trio (Finn/Takumi/Mai). Friendship or OT3, whichever, they're cute.

[(Anonymous)]

The Deadland Ferris Wheel Lego set acts as voodoo dolls for its actual Deadland counterparts.

[(Anonymous)]

The Fantasy Sweet crew discover an alternative, non-sexy use for Junpei's vibrating robot arm

[(Anonymous)]

If Queenie was right about P.A.L. saying there was an option of being rescued, then of course the surviving Champions had to find that way out themselves. That was the only possibility, wasn't it? But of course, Cece's tablet hadn't gotten a signal since the takeover, and even if P.A.L. really had grown beyond what he was programmed to be, he sure wasn't saying anything to them. That meant they had to do something new.

"Are you sure that's how it works?" Choromatsu asked. "Looks questionable to me."

Church grimaced and poked at the dissected CD player. "Are you saying I don't know what I'm doing? This is a prime example of my expertise. I can totally build a radio, and I can get it to contact ships in the area."

"Provided there are any," Heart said. "Regardless, Leonard Church's plan is so far the most plausible when it comes to achieving results."

"Ha. Ha. So there." Church went back to fiddling with the radio.

"I oughta admit," Queenie said, levitating a tray of sandwiches down for the spectators. "I know radios exist, but I ain't seen what's inside 'em before. How's it all work?"

"Largely, antennae catch invisible waves in the air," Yuuri recited. "Then turn them into electrical signals. Sending those waves does the opposite. It all works with something about electrons vibrating when the waves hit..."

Arianna's face was blank for most of this, but she suddenly lit up and grabbed Junpei's arm.

"Sir Junpei! Your time has come!"

"Bwah!" Junpei nearly fell over, seated as he was. "Arianna, what's your deal?"

Arianna blinked, realizing that everyone was staring, and let Junpei go with a smile. "Oh, Sir Church was talking about you the other day and I happened to hear when he mentioned your arm! He did not tell me what a vibrate function would be used for when I asked, but surely this must be it!"

Silence.

Church burst out laughing. Yuuri and Ardyn both elbowed him hard for corrupting the innocent, causing him to drop the screwdriver he'd been using. Choromatsu started snickering and praised whatever aliens had for a god that he wasn't the butt of this joke, and Junpei just hid his face in shame.

[(Anonymous)]

The survivors find a dating sim game starring all current rounds' "Dad" archetype characters as potential spank material, a la the Dream Daddy Simulator.

[(Anonymous)]

Jamie didn't use the computer often. Maybe it was because he'd seen Xander, up late reading fanfiction where all their friends were alive and happy, and saw himself falling down that same hole. He did check it some days, though, just for a sense of normalcy, and that... well, that was what led him to call Jane over.

"Uh, Jane, no offence, but..." He indicated a pink heart "Dadlocked!" icon on the start menu, surrounded by hearts. "What exactly did you download?"

Jane slowly turned deep red. "Um, well, you see, I... don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Oh, no." He ran a hand over his face and through his hair. "Look, as your big brother, I'm obligated to keep you from downloading porn--"

"It's not porn!" Jane exclaimed, and then clapped her hands over her mouth. Please don't let anyone else be awake, please... "I-it's just... Okay, it's exactly what it looks like, but it's clean, I swear, let me show you."

She reached over and started up the program. A pink, heart-covered title screen launched, with various familiar men grinning back at them. A few were strangers to Jane, but Jamie felt a pang at their faces; alongside those, there was Xander, along with some of the new season's victims and what he thought was a poorly rendered Margulis.

Jamie was disturbed at the part of him that wasn't disgusted by this.

"It's called Dadlocked, it's a silly little fan game." Jane laughed nervously. "I'm just trying to stay ahead of the fans' thinking, what the network's trying to convince them of..." She trailed off.

Jamie gave her a look. He clicked the load button. As she squeaked in terror, the load button came up to a single file, almost done with Roland's route.

"Uh."

"Please don't tell Mister Xander." Steam was practically rising off her face. "I swear I'm not going to touch his route, that's weird, but golly, I don't think I could look at his face again if he knew."

"...Deal." Jamie agreed with a facepalm and a sigh. He closed out of Dadlocked! and got up out of the chair.

He wasn't going to be looking at Xander's face for the next week after this, either.

[(Anonymous)]

Someone finds character x reader fic.

[(Anonymous)]

The R2s meet the heroes of Ardyn's canon and break their brains with his reluctant redemption arc.

[(Anonymous)]

With any luck, this'll be AL R3... wink wonk, fingerguns

[(Anonymous)]

Now that we've got our survivor pool; survivorswap, round 2.

[(Anonymous)]

They'd stood together, all against the threat that their votes would go to themselves, and P.A.L. -- what he'd done, they'd disagree about all week. What it looked like to Roland was that they'd seen Queenie's memory of mercy-killing Choromatsu when he was too late to save, but when she was about to be taken to the execution room, P.A.L. shut it down and started to tell them to go. Until his mechanical voice cut out and something shot her down in the courtroom before their sight.

Michaela thought P.A.L. had been overridden, that he might have even been destroyed -- killed, she'd said, but she was from a world without AIs. That Queenie's killer was someone else. Nishitani asked how someone else would even have gotten in and that obviously P.A.L. was running a con to get them to believe he'd changed. (Well, what Nishitani had really said had a good number more obscenities in it.) Roland himself? He didn't know. All he could do was follow everyone else back into the main house and take on his usual duty.

The memorial was something they'd set up in the foyer at that table with the dwindling number of glass roses. If the roses were going into the dead's pods with them, they'd said at the time, something else needed to commemorate them. Pressed flowers for Yuuri, a toy car for Heart, one of Ardyn's excess of scarves, something there for everyone they'd lost. Roland lit one of the emergency candles they never used for emergencies, only for afterparties, and folded his hands.

Takumi had volunteered one of Choromatsu's childhood photos with his brothers, and Angel had picked up Queenie's plastic wand from the floor and silently placed it on the table. People were starting to gather in the foyer with their food. It was all leftovers from that morning this time. All their cooks were gone now, and Finn and Rhys had tried to make something, but the sound of an explosion followed by "Shit! Where's the fire extinguisher?" had put everyone off of getting anywhere near that kitchen.

"We can't do anything else," Mary said, wringing her hands. "We have to escape. No matter who it was in the end of that trial, they're after us all now."

"How? We've tried everything." Lee sighed and started stuffing her face.

"..." Mai looked over at Roland, like he'd give an answer again as he had at the trial.

Roland took a deep breath and pushed up his glasses.

"We stay together for now. Something's given on their end, and we'll find out what."

[(Anonymous)]

Motive: A character gets swapped with the version of them from one of the AU kink meme fills.

[(Anonymous)]

The motive had been... well, it had definitely been a thing. Nobody was really sure why swapping people out for other... versions of them? Why that was going to kill anybody, although Choromatsu being a ten-year-old who freaked out and tried to yell at the Kingsglaive about stealing Poké-whatever was the obvious thing. Queenie, for her part, had called him adorable and said it was just like if their own Choromatsu had a kid somewhere, and the poor boy turned red and nearly fainted.

He wasn't the only one changed out, though at least the others were still the same age, Junpei's new profile saying he was seven notwithstanding. Church had called it copyright infringement, but now they were joking around about box canyons and armoured vehicles, so it was probably all good. Takumi shifted around in a weird hooded outfit with a creepy face on it, looking suspiciously at everyone else until Finn mumbled red-faced that he looked good in indigo. Most of the others were still the same as before, but Heart going around in a cloak over a dragon-scale Speedo was weirding most of them out. He insisted that it was a perfectly valid armour option.

When Ardyn stepped into the room and all the new arrivals started calling him "Commander"/"My Lord"/"the leader of Team Star"/"who's this douchebag," he started for the five hundredth time in the past few weeks to question how his life ended up at this point.

[(Anonymous)]

always sunny title card: The Gang Gets Banned From Space Disneyland

[(Anonymous)]

The survivors of the Fantasy Sweet walked dejectedly and, okay, grumpily down the path from the gates of Denebland Park. At least the sun here was warm, if strangely blue and small, but that wasn't doing much for the mood.

"This is your fault," Nari muttered.

"Mine?" Junpei ran a hand through his own hair. "Nari, just because the log cabin used to be perpetually burning doesn't mean you can set it on fire again."

Nari groaned. "Yeah, but you're the one who didn't bother to disguise himself. You know they think you're cosplaying a copyrighted character if you go out in public like that."

"How was I supposed to know that that was against the rules?" He looked pleadingly up at Ardyn, who barely looked like himself now that he was actually dressed for warm weather and not in seven impossible hobo layers.

"Sorry, Junpei," Ardyn said with a smirk. "If it helps, you weren't the only one causing havoc." He turned his gaze on Church. "Or did you think that people wouldn't notice when you 'accidentally' threw your Banana Split Dazzler on Clarith, Leonard?"

Church made a face. "She was asking for it!"

Clarith pointedly tried to ignore this. Arianna patted her shoulder as the two of them tried to carry an unconscious Choromatsu with them.

"Do not worry," Arianna whispered. "I'm certain he is only upset because we were ejected."

"Right," Clarith told herself. She looked down at their baggage. "Poor Choromatsu, though. I had thought he'd been improving with women."

Queenie laughed, her whole face beaming even as she put away the bottles from her bag. "Tried to talk to a princess and fainted dead away! Don't you worry, he'll be right as rain soon enough, and we can work on his confidence later."

This all said, Church continued. "Anyway, at least I don't have a hammerspace armoury, Arby's. You held up the bag check for an hour, dude!"

"They were very thorough at their jobs," Ardyn said without a hint of remorse.

Arianna hesitated. "I am very sorry for my part as well. I did not know that we were not permitted to run."

"That is of no matter, Arianna of Caledonia," Heart said. "I was as much to blame for my use of a selfie stick, and Clarith of Caledonia's only crime was feeding the ducks."

"Guess I'm to blame too," Queenie shrugged. "I did smuggle in booze."

"Geez," Yuuri said with an eye roll. "At least those are normal things. I got dinged for leaving pamphlets around about Airlocked! being real. Religious nuts do it on car windshields all the time, we should be able to do it too!"

"The religious nuts get kicked out when they do it here, too, I'm pretty sure," Junpei teased.

Yuuri turned red and elbowed her boyfriend in the side.

"Regardless, we have all paid the fair price for our deeds," Heart announced. "The only remaining course of action is to return to the ship and await Cece Diver's return."

"Could always tell her to do something to get kicked out, too," Church said.

Nari rolled her eyes. "Let's not. At least one of us has to have fun today."

[(Anonymous)]

The R2s find a copy of Season 2 and watch the R1s' adventures.

[(Anonymous)]

What if the R1 dead really did take that road trip?

[(Anonymous)]

R2 meets the real Handsome Jack.

[(Anonymous)]

r2, but adam junior (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8r34oMPX34) is there

[(Anonymous)]

Yuuri had taken out a lot of arts-and-crafts supplies for the scrapbook, so naturally, in the aftermath, there would be paint, paper, flowers, and glitter aplenty all over the tables. The group surveyed the leftovers after setting the book to dry.

"It would be a waste to just let the rest go unused," Choromatsu yawned. He stopped and gave a grin like the day he decided to take the vodka home. "We should build something to freak out the network when they come at us."

Junpei rubbed his chin. "A bunch of people still haven't claimed their underwear..."

Choromatsu nearly choked at that.

Church fistpumped. "I have a plan. Junpei, get the panties. Can anyone spare any fabric stuff? Like clothes you can't wear, they're so ugly. We can make one of those creepy dolls. A big one, like a ventriloquist's dummy."

"That certainly would unnerve many humans, Leonard Church," Heart said. "I do not know if it would have the same effect on aliens, but we may create one."

"This is the stupidest--" Yuuri stopped and thought about it. "Where do we start?"

Everyone got to drawing and cutting out patterns, even the more sensible Champions, which at this point was kind of an oxymoron anyway. What eventually emerged, after dedicating most of the day to it, was a frankly hideous dummy with a patchwork face and blank name tag.

"There we are!" Church gave a thumbs up. "Taking name suggestions, dump 'em in the box."

Heart looked at the little simulacrum almost sadly. He wheeled out a Christine Junior and set the dummy up in it to drive up in front of the door.

[(Anonymous)]

Discussion of future children has always ended up in talking about a hypothetical space cloning lab. Let's have some characters actually find one.

[(Anonymous)]

Bodyswap motive. Hey, if they already have the theory that their minds are like programs to be loaded into bodies...

[(Anonymous)]

"Greetings, Champions," P.A.L.'s voice echoed through the speakers. "Since you've all responded so well to the motives that affect you physically, let's try another, shall we? This one might put you a little... off centre for a while." He chuckled at his own joke.

A flash of light emitted from each PIP. When it faded, everyone was blinking, rubbing their eyes, or looking at their hands in bodies that didn't look like their own.

Junpei screamed.

-

Actually, it was Yuuri who had screamed upon finding herself in Junpei's body. "I'm sorry about that," she mumbled through her hands covering her red face.

"Don't be," Nari-as-Choromatsu said, giving a dirty look to her body. "Nobody wants this. On that note, Ribbit, title or not, I'll set you on fire if I find out you were using this to look at me naked."

Choromatsu gulped. "Y-yes, ma'am! Guess I'm not showering... all week..."

"I suppose it's prudent to take account of who is in which body," said 'Nishitani' with Ardyn's arm flourish. "You already know who I am. And Choromatsu, I wouldn't worry too much. Your not showering might push someone to murder as it is."

Nishitani, in Ardyn's own body, didn't find that as funny as he normally would, but he laughed a bit anyway. "Fuckin' A. A lot of things could push a guy to kill for this. Like getting infinite alcohol tolerance when you can't even taste the booze! How do you live?"

"Barely," Ardyn muttered, giving a look of brief concern.

"W-well, gosh, I don't think we'll have to resort to murder!" exclaimed Angel, who, given her speech, was actually Mary. "This body might be a little different, but I'm already a lot weaker than I was to begin with thanks to no powers, so-- whoa!" With that assertion, she fell over face first.

"You okay, honey?" 'Church' knelt down, offering a hand. Given how 'he' and 'Queenie' hadn't taken much time after the motive before calling the whole switch interesting and going off only to come back with one another's shirts on, it was easy to tell who it was.

Angel-as-Mary put a hand on 'Takumi's' arm. "Um, Rhys, I know no one else is having fun with this except maybe those two, but..."

Rhys laughed nervously. "No, I get what you mean. It feels like a weight off my back. Though I did get my hair stuck in the door." He looked over to the real Takumi. "How do you keep it this long and not have that happen to you?"

"How do you deal with your arm acting up?" Takumi grumbled in response. Rhys's body's robot arm gave him the finger.

"It seems not dissimilar to my current predicament." By process of elimination, that was Heart speaking as Roland. "Your associate is very insistent upon being heard, Roland King."

Roland-as-Heart rubbed his forehead. "I don't know what Indra expected would happen. Or why he didn't come along with me. Is eating even a problem for robots?"

Arianna probably should have been listening to the meeting. Instead, the entire time, she was going around starry-eyed in Clarith's body, hugging herself, Clarith-as-her, and anyone else in reach.

[(Anonymous)]

AU swapping one or more Champions with their Overseer(s).

[(Anonymous)]

What might the Overseers' final week CR charts look like? R1 or R2.

SA

[(Anonymous)]

NEVER FREAKING MIND

[(Anonymous)]

College AU!

[(Anonymous)]

As the schools they'd signed up to tour had gone, this was one of the nicer ones, Jane thought. She'd put her name on the signup sheet for every university tour in a three-hour radius, because one really had to check out all one's options, of course; some of her classmates had also gone for every tour, though she was pretty sure that Rukia and Shadow just didn't want to go to class, Chitanda couldn't bear not to see something new that someone else got to see, and Thomasin was suffering former-homeschooled-religious-kid fever and took every opportunity to get out and go somewhere. Either way, they were all gathered in one of the many groups in the gym that each had two university students, and they were all in the same one, so at least she knew that not all her classmates had skipped out to go shopping in the city.

"Okay!" One of the student hosts rubbed his hands together with an expression of unrestrained glee. "Now that the presentation's done and you're all in your groups, you're stuck with the two of us. I hope you're prepared!"

"Don't scare them," the other one sighed. "He's Bolton, I'm Cece. We're here to show you guys around. I think our group's supposed to go to... the Comp.Sci lab first?"

"Precisely!" Bolton clapped. "Let's go, just down the hall now."

'Down the hall' proved to be the entire length of their high school, or something close to it. Jane started to wonder if university students had no sense of scale when they turned the corner and saw a duo in dress shirts, one with a tattoo up his arm that made it look robotic, the other a girl with a half-shaved head that made Thomasin shudder out of habit and then tentatively stare at like it was a world-shifting temptation.

"Hey there!" The girl waved and gave Cece a little hug. "You're here to see the lab, right?"

"That's right," Cece said. "Guys, this is Angel and that's Rhys, they're Computer Science majors. We've got a pretty great lab, can you tell us about it?"

"Uh, yeah, sure!" Rhys rubbed the back of his head and went for the doorknob. "We're always upgrading our equipment, and we run a bunch of--"

He opened the door and a sea of glitter rained down from a rope-and-bucket mechanism, then blew onto all of them from a fan that had triggered with the pulley hitting something onto the button. Everyone stared.

Rhys brushed his face with his hands and spat glitter. "Ugh! The engineers got us again."

Thomasin rubbed her eyes with her sleeve. "Engineers?"

"Nearly every school with a faculty of engineering has them prank everyone else in between all the homework they're drowning in," Angel giggled. "I think it's funny!"

"I think it's Toby being a jerk." Rhys deflated. "He and the other engineers could've hit someone else. Our vacuum's not working."

"Right, you were calling the Roomba haunted earlier." Bolton smirked. "Well, we'll leave you to it!"

"You will not." Cece marched into the room and snatched up Toby's penguin-adorned calling card. "We're fixing up this mess."

They didn't last long before the Comp.Sci students shooed them off, which Jane secretly admitted was fortunate; if they really did stay until all the glitter was cleaned up, they'd be there for months. The political science department was on the next floor up, anyway, so that was their next stop, checking out classrooms and discussion groups in the lounge. On their way, Bolton knocked and poked his head into a professor's door.

"How's it hanging?"

"Ah, good to see you." A man in too many layers waved with one hand, taking a bundle of papers from a purple-haired girl in a pink dress with the other. "Giving a tour, are we?"

The student handing in her work clasped her hands together and lit up. "Are those the tour kids? My, they're so cute!" She waved thank you to the professor and excused herself, fussing over the high schoolers as she left. They stared and whispered among themselves.

"Is that necessary?" Cece rolled her eyes, but gave a smile and wave. "Yeah, hi, Professor Tenmyouji. I guess Bolton wanted to stop in. We're on a tight schedule and we're already behind, so we can't stay long."

"Come on, you know they're going to want to be out longer." Bolton waved. "See you, Professor T."

Ardyn shrugged as if it didn't matter to him and picked up his coffee. "It's good to see you. Do remember to hand in your paper on the social contract."

As the group walked down the hall and up the next staircase, Cece looked over her shoulder at them.

"That's Professor Ardyn Tenmyouji," she said. "Political science."

"He looks like a hobo," Jane whispered.

"I'm on my third class with him," Bolton said. "The man feels like he's been here thousands of years. Always cranks the A/C too high, too. His kids go here. One's in religious studies, the other...?" He looked over to Cece for help.

Cece shook her head. "Junpei? He's ridiculously smart, and sometimes just ridiculous, but he's having a bit of a quarter-life crisis. I don't even know what he's majoring in now. He's changed it four times. Oh, we're here!"

The third floor of this building was helpfully labelled for biology. The first lab they walked into had labelled potted plants in all the windows and display cases of animal body parts on most of the walls. The only person inside was an unnervingly smiling man with glasses looking into a microscope with a low giggle. As the group tried to slowly move past him, he suddenly snapped up.

"Hello!"

Thomasin gasped and stumbled back. The student laughed and adjusted his gleaming glasses.

"I didn't mean to scare you," he said in that tone that meant that was exactly what he meant to do. "Would you all like to see my samples?"

"No, Seth, they would not." Cece grumbled and gestured for them all to leave. "I swear, this is why I left Bio for Media Studies."

[(Anonymous)]

As revenge for standing together and saving a culprit, IG7 unleashes something in the front courtyard of the Fantasy Sweet: zombies from Yuuri and Kurumi's world. P.A.L. has managed to send the Champions a warning in his silenced state, but all they can do is prepare for the inevitable break-in...

[(Anonymous)]

WHAT MASSIVE ONCE-DEAD SHIPPING WARS HAS NARI REIGNITED WITH A VENGEANCE?

[(Anonymous)]

Talent competition, either as an AU, a motive, or a season gimmick.

[(Anonymous)]

as the couples from the fantasy sweet and the round one survivors are all equally horrified and dismayed to discover: no, the temerity's bedrooms are not soundproofed

[(Anonymous)]

The crew of the cramped Temerity had grown enough that most of them could be spared for a meeting while the others were at the eight seats on the bridge, doing their jobs on the way to the next port. And so, Jane had called everyone not working into a circle in the eight-pod room.

"We have a situation," she began, twitching as she paced in a circle and deliberately avoided some of the newer ex-Champions' faces. "You see, there's... well, how do I go about putting this, really... Help?" Jane paused and looked pleadingly at the first old guard she saw.

"It's vile." Natsuhi didn't even say anything else, just glared around the circle.

"Wouldn't say vile, really," the Doctor said with a shrug. "Nature of just about anything to glom onto the people you love when you're glad to be alive, isn't it? Though it is a tad inconvenient for the rest of us, might I add."

Arianna raised her hand. "Lady Jane?" She'd upgraded to "lady" when the official Airlocked! Spitter account was giving out trivia and said the overcomplicated rules of the game in Jane's home world made her technically a goddess and extremely technically some nebulous sort of noble.

Jane facepalmed with a sigh. "Yes, Arianna?"

"What are you talking about?"

Jane added the other hand to her facepalm.

Nari rolled her eyes and stood up. "Look. What our hosts mean to say is, and I'm directly addressing at least nine of you here, sometimes being mindful and courteous means you need to keep it in your pants once in a while."

Arianna still stared blankly. Nari just turned to Junpei and Yuuri, whose faces were going progressively grey.

"Yes, I mean you two. I know you thought you were being nice not banging in the bedroom when there were twelve other people sleeping in there, but going into the bathroom? Sure, no one uses the freaky mutant toilet on the end, but the bathrooms in here aren't soundproof."

Junpei choked. Yuuri tried to object, but all she could croak out were senseless stammering syllables losing air. The rest of the room just nodded solemnly.

Nari moved back to Arianna, whose red face betrayed that she finally got the message, and groaned at her and Clarith right next to her.

"Neither is the bedroom, you two." They startled; she continued. "And just because most of us were at the fueling station, so nobody was in there, doesn't mean some weren't still watching the ship!"

The two of them squeaked and clung to each other, drawing back. Nari facepalmed and moved to start lecturing Kip for being himself, while Jane worked up the nerve to join her in it because really, the roof, even if the spaceport had been completely empty, that was gross.

"Hey." Jamie gave a bemused smile to the humiliated princesses. "At least seven galaxies didn't see you..." He paused at the horrified looks on their faces. "Actually, now that I've said that, I'm going to shut up and go hide."

[(Anonymous)]

We had an alternate R1 survivor pool with ships. Now let's see an alternate R2 survivor pool without ships.

[(Anonymous)]

Ardyn never thought to ask P.A.L. for help with his little problem, and in week seven, while everyone else was still trying to pick themselves back up after Queenie failed to turn up alive, he had to ask Church to solve it for him. In week eight "P.A.L." threatened to vent the air supply into space; nobody realized Arianna had even understood the nature of the threat, until after the shortest trial yet she tearfully admitted to killing Heart. Week nine seemed like it would be better, with the few remaining Champions standing together again, but it turned out that Nari confessing to accidentally electrocuting Junpei before they'd even found the body wasn't actually any better, especially since Yuuri happened to have a knife with her, Cece walked in at the wrong moment, and they ended up having Airlocked!'s first double execution. As a distracted Kip pondered what he could possibly do next with the few remaining Champions, they hadn't left the courtroom, and when they murdered the weird little green bug-man they didn't recognize in a fit of despair-fueled rage, there was nobody left to punish them for it except a computer who didn't understand what was happening well enough to do so.

In week eighteen, the Temerity landed on the Fantasy Sweet's front lawn and its crew rescued Clarith, Choromatsu, and PAL. Turns out ships being cursed in the round where everyone is extremely shippable is a recipe for disaster. Who knew?