WEEK ONE: MINGLE

[retellers]

WEEK ONE: MINGLE (40 remain) Rise and shine, gremlins. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and it's the start of a new week. To the participants, yesterday's events may seem distant now—albeit not as distant as their life before this. Whether or not they notice, they will have lost a memory upon waking up. The barrier to the north is down, and beyond the bridge lies new areas to explore. Strangely, what was there last week seems to have been replaced overnight. That's not the only thing that's different, either. The participants will find that their lodgings have changed. Finally, should anyone check their PHS, Hajime, Pikachu, and Virid's profiles have been removed. 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. Furthermore, it looks as though the rules have updated. Finally, this week, the participants will find themselves drawn to one person in particular. Whoever that is, they will find themselves compelled to be close to them physically. The longer they attempt to resist this, the more compelled they will be... and the closer they will want to be, to the point that it might be emotionally and physically draining to not be holding hands or hugging them for several hours because you've ignored them too long. That's fun.

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[chanteuser]

Is it better or worse when you don't know what they've taken?

[maidforservice]

[. . .]

[gives Alex a. mysterious smile that's almost impossible to read]

I have decided not to focus on it too much.

[chanteuser]

[ ...

alex is fine, but i, personally, am concerned. ]

I... don't think it's that easy for me. Unfortunately.

[maidforservice]

. . . nor do I imagine it would be that easy for me if what I lost the first week were more-- obvious.

[a tiny little sigh, and she hands the baking soda back to Alex. the fire is out!!]

Are you all right, Miss Alex?

[chanteuser]

[ goodbye fire. ]

... None of what I've lost has been obvious? It's just-- I don't know how much I have left for them to take.

[maidforservice]

[WE DIDN'T NEED THAT FIRE ANYWAY?? she proceeds to begin cleaning up afterwards, fetching some soap and towels as she places the charred pans into the sink]

[but Alex does get a concerned look]

Might I ask what you mean by that. . .?

[chanteuser]

[ oh right, the mess. alex takes a moment to avoid answering the question by scurrying off to help with the cleaning, wiping down the stovetop to get rid of any char and ash from the fire. ]

...

[ but that only last so long. ] I already had amnesia before coming here. I don't really want to lose more memories on top of the ones I've already lost.

[maidforservice]

[oh no. . . well. naturally, Alex is going to get a sympathetic look]

Nor should you have to, if you already have some missing. It's. . . quite unfair, isn't it?

[chanteuser]

I doubt "fair" really factors into it.

[ ... ]

I just don't want to lose the memories I do remember, but... I don't think I have a lot of choice there.

[maidforservice]

If what Master Virid said is true, you do have a choice. However. . .

[and she trails off, her expression turning a bit critical as she studies Alex, as though trying to determine what choice she might make when faced with more amnesia]

[chanteuser]

[ she can be critical all she wants. ]

I don't want to lose the memories I have, but it's not worth killing someone to get them back.

[maidforservice]

[. . .]

[quiet for a moment after Alex says that, but. something in her shoulders relaxes a bit]

For your sake, I hope we-- as a group-- manage to gather enough nova to satisfy the Realm as quickly as possible.

[so Alex doesn't lose anymore memories than she's already lost!!]

[chanteuser]

[ alex would prefer that as well!! ]

If we keep that as our main goal, who knows. Maybe we'll pull it off without any more... incidents.

[ but, uh... next question: ]

What were you trying to make, anyway?

[maidforservice]

[HAPPY THOUGHTS, ALEX]

. . . bacon.

[she sounds so embarrassed]

[chanteuser]

[ Bacon. ]

...

[ well then. ]

Maybe grilling it might be easier... there's, uh. Less open flame involved if you cook it that way?

[maidforservice]

[yes. . . yes]

. . .

[ALSO SHARON JUST. presses a hand against her cheek and. . . sighs. . .]

Perhaps. Now that you've pointed it out to me, it seems as though that should have been obvious.

[chanteuser]

[ oh sharon. ]

If it's a memory you've lost, then it does weird things to stop you regaining what's gone, doesn't it?

... If you'd cooked it in the oven, the same thing might have happened.

[ ... but! ]

What if we cook it together? It hasn't done anything to my cooking memories, so I should be able to stop you from burning anything.

[maidforservice]

You'd be willing to lend me your assistance?

[heehee]

I'd like that very much, Miss Alex. Very well; we shall cook together.

[chanteuser]

I think I might need to for the sake of the kitchen, Sharon.

[ haha. knife emojis at al ]

Alright then. I'll grab some more bacon, and we'll give it a try.

[maidforservice]

[WHY ARE YOU KNIFING ME]

All right. Let me clean up this mess, first. I may have forgotten how to cook, but even I know that lighting a fire amidst the charred remains of a fire is a bad idea.

[chanteuser]

[ ALL YOU GET NOW ARE KNIVES ]

I'm glad they don't take all survival knowledge away from us. Here, I'll get this pan washed and put away?

[maidforservice]

[I HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG EVER IN MY LIFE??]

I suppose we'd all have a problem if they did, yes? And thank you; I'll clean the stove.

[chanteuser]

[ THESE LIES YOU SPEAK WITH YOUR MOUTH ]

They'd have to provide a catering service, at the very least.

[maidforservice]

[WHAT LIES I AM A GOOD AND HONEST PERSON!!!]

I wonder if the Leaders could produce food for us, if we asked them politely?

[chanteuser]

[ :KNIFE: ]

...

They might be able to. But I'm not sure they could do it magically, or anything. Like-- [ she makes a little popping motion with her hands complete with a "pa!" sound ]-- and then lunch is ready.