[Open] Dr. Medic's Sleepaway Funtimes Camp

[mementomoritz]

I. So girl keep telling me [network post]

[About three hours after the whole post-Esmeeting kerfuffle, every phone included in the Executor group chat suddenly blares loudly with an incoming post that appears to have every possible alert and priority notice the person writing it could find attached to it.]

ANYONE WHO ATE ANYTHING AT ESME'S HOUSE REPORT TO MEDIC IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE POISONED


[Well, you can't accuse her of burying the lede.]

i'm in my lab in invidia [The exact address and coordinates of the lab are attached along with the message, including a helpful photo of a scribbled map just in case anyone is really bad with directions.] if you ate ANY of the food esme served or if you're feeling sick, come here so i can treat you
if you find someone unconscious or unable to move on their own, BRING THEM HERE
if you don't have anyone around and think you need help getting here, reply to this message immediately

i threw up, so i tested some of the leftovers i took home
and that food is very, very poisoned
(also, if you brought leftovers home, don't eat them)


II. pick me up whenever i'm feeling down [in-person log]

[True to her word, Medic is ready and waiting in her lab the second anyone arrives.]

[The living room of the apartment she commandeered has been turned into a makeshift hospital. She's dragged cushions and mattresses in, laying them out on the floor and covering them with clean sheets and blankets to make sickbeds. Next to every bed is a glass of water and a bowl for, uh. Any stomach issues you might have to deal with.]

[Anyone healthy who walks in the door will be cheerfully pressganged into nursing duty.]

[The beds are set up facing the living room's lone TV, but well... this is Invidia. Guess who's probably on every channel.]

[You might have better luck with putting on a movie, but no one actually saw this coming, which means your available selection consists exclusively of stuff Medic brought with her from the Limbo library when she came down to Invidia. By which we mean exactly one film.]

[Whether having to see Esme's face is better or worse than watching Brutal Instinct again is a choice you're going to have to make amongst yourselves.]

Comments

[phantasmagorial]

I–I'm a lot better than I was before! I'm up and about and I was stuck in bed when Beast brought me here.

[ See? She's basically fully cured. ]

I just don't like sitting around while everyone else is working so hard...

[schardynfreude]

My dear, you were poisoned. I think the rest of us who weren't can hold the fort while the rest of you recover. I would hate to put you to work only for you to wear yourself out.

[phantasmagorial]

But, but...!

[ The degree to which she looks completely flummoxed by this entire concept is honestly kind of comical. She can't be NOT doing things!! What do you take her for, Chiron!! ]

I'm really not used to just sitting around and not doing anything... I feel like there has to be something I can do. Even if I have to stay in bed to do it!

[ She's practically vibrating with restlessness. ]

[schardynfreude]

Aren't you and some of the other girls planning some kind of...band? Of sorts? To topple her popularity.

[phantasmagorial]

Mhm. Sayaka said we were going to become 'idols'.

[ The audible air quotes around the word 'idol' really underlines just how much she absolutely does not get what that is. ]

I've been trying to research it as much as I can but I'm still not sure I really get it.

[schardynfreude]

The gist as I've come to understand it is a band, but that somehow the popularity isn't so much for music as for...persona? I find myself unclear on the concept as well, but surely we can find a way to hack the broadcasts and start showing your adorable faces to this part of the world.

[phantasmagorial]

Right. I'm still not really sure how we're going to do it, but... well, Esme must be broadcasting herself somehow. If she can do it, then so can we.

[ Or so she hopes, anyway. ]