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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Comments

[retellers]

Yeah, sure.

[ it's not like they are allowed to say no. ]

[siblingless]

[cats with threatening auras... they are absolutely allowed to say no, though, wtf.]

Thank you. [And then. She will. Plop down next to them? Sweaty.] Um, so...

[.........]

What's your favorite food?

[retellers]

[ completely deadpan, ]

Fried beaver.

[ no. ]

[siblingless]

... I don't think we have that in the kitchen.

[Tiger. She WILL cook a beaver and feed it to you if you do this.]

[retellers]

[ oh i hate this ]

Pretty sure there's some in the forest.

[siblingless]

[you did this.]

Is it really okay to hunt in the forest? I don't want to upset the realm.

[retellers]

Really? That hasn't stopped anyone from fucking up the rest of the area. Someone decapitated the pony statue the other day. Pretty disrespectful of them.

[siblingless]

Just because someone has, doesn't mean we ought to. We've already troubled you enough.

[retellers]

[ hm... ]

Well, we'll see. I don't think everyone agrees.

[siblingless]

I suppose I can understand their point of view, too, but... [Don't hm that's ominous. She looks at them, curiously.] You're really nonchalant about all this, huh?

[retellers]

I don't see how acting any other way is going to help you.

[siblingless]

Honestly, I wasn't thinking about how it would be helpful to us... I'm just amazed.

[retellers]

... why?

[siblingless]

Well... Things have gone seriously wrong, and on top of that, you sacrificed your memories for our sakes. It's incredible that you can stay so relaxed.

[retellers]

[ they just look at her curiously before turning away. ]

I guess. Not much point in making a public scene.

[siblingless]

... Nobody would think ill of you if you made a scene, though.

[retellers]

You say that, but people already don't trust us.

[siblingless]

I think they're just... scared. Of the realm, and what Viridian-san did. They don't know where to shift the blame. But that isn't on you.

[retellers]

[ they just look at her for a moment, and then shrug. ]

Probably.