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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[axecessory]

[ Well, isn't this something? She's not surprised that Rufus is just standing around like a dumbie while pinned by a beautiful girl, but Jeanne? This doesn't fit the image she's crafted of her. She audibly gasps. ]

Jeanne...!

[ this little SCAMP ] You're really going for it...

[soulus]

[Once again, he looks at Jeanne. Listen here. Hilda has addressed the finer sex of this duo.]

[discernments]

[ Rufus is indeed a dumbie.

But why the gasp? Nothing is going on? What is she going for? ]

What? What do you mean?

[ Hilda, she doesn't get it. ]

[axecessory]

[ Hm. Perhaps Jeanne is also a walnut.

She laughs lightly. ]

I mean... you seem so prim and proper! But you're actually a take-charge sort of girl, huh?

[ Out in public, even... ]

[soulus]

Wasn't that obvious?

[discernments]

[ Jeanne is going to crack like a walnut. ]

Can't you be both? I don't see how someone can't both be proper and take charge.

[ She still doesn't get it. ]

[axecessory]

[ wow this is what she has to work with. a little flatly: ] Amazingly, I don't think either of you get what I mean.

[ at least the two of them are on the same page? ]

Maybe you're meant to be, actually—?

[soulus]

[He stares wordlessly between Jeanne and Hilda. Does he really not get it? Perhaps he does. But he can't be bothered to argue.]

[discernments]

What?

[ It clicks. It clicks?

Jeanne backs up and away from Rufus, her hands flying up. ]

No. No, no, we're not. There's nothing like that between us!