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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[uhhhmagic]

Oh-- I dunno. Just wanted to see if they would do it, mostly. Apparently they will?

[Moving to lean against the counter, taking the hot chocolate - though he mostly just looks at it and doesn't drink it yet.]

Hey, don't take this the wrong way, but this isn't poison right?

[showyourself]

See if... who would do what? [she blinks, and considers.] Our hosts--leaders?

[...poison?

elsa blinks. but the hesitation only lasts a moment. picking up a spoon, she scoops a bit of hot choccy out of the cup, and eats it herself.]

...Um, I guess that might not prove anything. But, no. No poison.

Are you... used to being poisoned?

[uhhhmagic]

That’s right!

[And . . . he actually laughs at that? That’s kind of charming Elsa. Thank you for poison testing.]

And that’s right.

I mean. Occasionally. Once, really.

[showyourself]

Well, I'm glad you got better.

[she sips from her own cup.]

So you... asked them for a cake? Of yourself?