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]

[gosh. did she just lay down on the floor? elsa crouches down after her, the train of her dress gently fluttering into a pile behind her.]

...Snowflake? Is that what I'm responding to, now?

[evocationary]

[ yeah sure why not life is short and death is around the corner ]

Snowball was also an option.

[showyourself]

[she giggles.]

Maybe after I've eaten a few more cakes.

[evocationary]

[ that makes lup grin. ]

Won't be a problem here, I'm sure. I don't know, the only other snow related word I can think of off the top of my head is flurry, and that's stupid. It's not even a nickname.

flurry writing lup dunking on flurry: nice

[showyourself]

I'll leave it up to you. I'm not much for nicknames.

yea i was proud of that one

[evocationary]

Me either. [ ?? ] Anyway. Answer my question.

[showyourself]

[she titters, letting herself sit on the ground beside Lup, knees at her chest, as the dress settles around her in a pool of light.]

More or less.

And you?

[evocationary]

[ her dress is so pretty, wtf. ]

Eh. I'm ready to get off this wild ride, but it's not as bad as it could be, I guess.

[showyourself]

You guess.

[she leans her head on her knees, looking sideways at Lup on the floor.]

It would be nice if we could help them, though. With all of this.

[evocationary]

Speak for yourself. Help who?

[showyourself]

The six with the masks. They seem as lost as we are.

[evocationary]

I honestly do not get the obsession with helping the NPCs, like - what are you getting out of this?

[showyourself]

...NPCs?

[evocationary]

Fuck - hosts. Leaders. Helpers, whatever name you want to call them.

[showyourself]

Well... why wouldn't we help them?

They've given us no reason to immediately distrust them. On the contrary, they've explained as much as they can, and seem about as nervous and out of it as we do, especially with their missing memories.

We're provided for, we each have something from home... it looks like a cry for help, to me. From the Realm itself.

[evocationary]

[ gross, protag logic ]

Look - they can be as friggin' helpful and informative as they want, but that doesn't change the fact that we got kidnapped. It's not about whether or not they're trustworthy, it's about the fact that all of us got swept up and dumped into whatever little game this is.

[showyourself]

[she smiles, still watching Lup on the floor, arms wrapped around her legs.]

Would you be okay with it if they asked you, first?

[evocationary]

[ a pause. ]

Well. At least I would've had the option to say no. [ so yes, ]

[showyourself]

So, if they asked you now, what would you say?

[evocationary]

No. Because they kidnapped me already.

[showyourself]

Come on. [unwrapping one hand, she reaches over and gives lup a playful little push.]

Are you saying you would leave immediately?

[evocationary]

[ she makes the grouchiest face. ]

... Look, I'll help. I'm not particularly interested in watching an entire world break apart because of something I can help fix, but it would've been nice to be asked.

I'd also like to pass on the memory loss. That's a gimmick I'm not here for.

[showyourself]

Maybe the Realm can't ask. Maybe it doesn't have the ability—the voice—to be able to do so, right now.

Maybe that's why it needs our help.

And maybe, the memory loss is what we're here to stop.

[she's aware she's wheedling a little bit here, but grouchy lup is kind of... cute to tease? so.]

[evocationary]

[ NO BULLY ]

Ugh, stop heroic speeching me, I've already heard it. [ she says - her voice is just... a tad tense. ]

[showyourself]

[elsa smiles, and withdraws her hand again. she's not usually so touchy. well, whatever.]

Is something else on your mind?