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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[evocationary]

Good. That's mostly what I was looking for. [ she says, honestly. ] Having a good time before the shit inevitably hits the fan.

[lecarre]

[Well... That gets her to pause, tilting her head a little.

What an...evocative saying...]

Do you... um, think that is going to happen? Things were not so bad this week, were they?

[evocationary]

Eh. They've been fine. I just don't believe we got kidnapped here to do a couple of easy scavenger hunts for some amnesiacs, you feel me?

[ she adjusts her robes, with a sigh. ] I'm expecting them to ramp up the difficulty. Maybe next week it'll be dinosaurs.

[lecarre]

[Ah...]

I suppose that is true... they probably wouldn't need such a diverse group of people for only scavenger hunts.

[Though Ange almost got her nose broken on hers so that might be her upper limit already.]

But dinosaurs are extinct, aren't they...?

[evocationary]

[ she looks amused. ]

There are mermaids in the river and you're concerned about dinosaurs being extinct?

[lecarre]

[...]

When you put it like that, it sounds dreadfully silly.

[that is because it is, Ange.]