WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

[retellers]

WEEK ZERO: MINGLE (43 remain) Rise and shine, gremlins. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and it's the start of a new week. Speaking of new, if participants turn on their PHS, they'll notice another section available. There's also an alert for a new message, titled TEAM ASSIGNMENT. Opening it will reveal which Leader they have been assigned to. Furthermore, at the corner of the PHS screen is an icon of an animal, depending on who their Leader is. It is visible only to them and no one else. That's not the only change, though. Participants may not notice at first—or perhaps they will?—but sooner or later, they may realize that they're... missing something? Strange. Three Leaders can be found around the area, open (?) to approach. If participants want to speak to them more privately, or to an absent Leader, it looks like they'll have to go through another channel. Which is to say, the Planetarium is now open! Finally, for the rest of the week, the participants will inexplicably have the urge to be physically affectionate. That person you just met days ago? Time to cuddle! This complete stranger you ran into? It sure is tempting to hold their hand. This urge can range anywhere from minor to impossible to ignore, depending on the situation. Enjoy your bonding!

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[showyourself]

[elsa gives a nod, and a smile, already filling one of the mugs at her side.]

It's Elsa—and the pleasure is all mine.

Are you doing okay?

[arcsplainist]

[ heck yeah hot chocolate, he will gladly take that, ty ]

—Me? Well... All things considered, all that can be done is to settle in best I am able, but I do find myself in good spirits.

[ So he says! There's a lot of concern and worry bubbling underneath, but he isn't about to be a downer about it. ]

How fare you?

[showyourself]

Well... I'm taking things one step at a time. So far, so good.

[picking up a marshmallow snowman, she dabs at it for a moment with a toothpick, then holds it out.]

I'm sorry, I forgot to ask if you'd like a snowman.

[arcsplainist]

Pray think naught of it.

[ and he will happily accept! and finally try out this sick hot chocolate. ]

It has been some time since last I've had a good cup of cocoa. I daresay it makes it better than I recall it being.

[showyourself]

I hope it's okay. I'm making it to my own family's [castle's???] recipe—so I don't know how people from other countries will find it.