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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[supremity]

I have no idea what that is, but I'll take your word for it. [ He is absolutely unconcerned about being polite. ] Good luck, hero.

[ Then, calmly to Hansa: ] Don't worry, I have a feeling you'll be able to fight it. But this is going to be entertaining to watch until then.

[reconnective]

I heard that! [he doesn't turn around, but instead he waves a hand behind him as he continues to walk. given that this bear is only twentyish feet away, it's a very short walk before he's at the base of the tree and he stops to peer up into the branches.

the bear peers back with its uno eye.]

Hey! [it's a little louder to make sure the bear can hear him.] Can you maybe do me a favor and give that back?

[rip in pieces, probably, because this bear is still a real-ass bear.]

[robopriest]

Entertaining? Maybe...

[But he smiles over at Hua Cheng before he turns to watch the show. Sora, walking up to a bear. A very big, very real bear, that is unfortunately not a cute anthropomorphic animated animal from any D*sney film and therefore does not react to Sora with any amount of friendliness. The bear, seeing an approaching person speaking loudly, takes it as a threat. Hackles raising, its jaws draw back in a deep snarl, and it draws back a giant paw to smack the young man in front of it-]

Annnnnd that's enough of that. Here goes!

[Says a remarkably casual, light voice - and here comes Hansa, almost abnormally too fast as he brushes past Sora and just. Socks the bear right in the jaw with a fist.]

[This is really happening.]

[supremity]

[ And he ope.

To say that he isn't even a little bit shocked is - probably, frankly, an understatement. Hua Cheng follows after at a much more leisurely pace, leaving room for the flying Spanish whirlwind that is Hansa. ]

Try to leave the eyepatch in one piece, would you? [ Nothing on the bear. Go apeshit my man. ] You did your best, Sora.

[reconnective]

[the only reason sora isn't the w0 casualty is an impressive dodgeroll away from this bear and hansa coming in for the uppercut. there he go. as he bounces back up to his feet and immediately finds himself in a fighting stands with his right hand thrown out. he still can't summon his keyblade, but it's habit.

...in the end though, he walks back over to hua cheng and stands next to him, folding his arms over his chest and frowning.]

It was worth a try. [he tilts his head as he watches hansa go. hansa can get the eyepatch, it's fine.] Think we should save him from Hansa though?

[robopriest]

Yeah, yeah.

[He remarks over his shoulder. Eyepatch! Yeah! He'll...get that. Bear first. The beast is stunned, but clearly ready for a fight, as it shakes its head and moves in to try to slam its whole weight into this strange man in black...]

[And Hansa slams it in the head again with a right hook. A left hook. A fist to the ribs. And finally, he bends his body, arms encircling the creature's torso, and with some amount of effort, just...]

[Suplexes it.]

Haha! [Yeah, that bear is still moving, but a blow like that is going to knock it out cold for a minute or two. Hansa straightens himself, shaking his arms as if to loosen them, before he bends down to rip the eyepatch off of the beast. He's breathing a little heavily, but his expression is filled with nothing but unadulterated joy.] Say, do you guys want some bear jerky?

[HANSA NO]