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redactable2020-10-04 01:51 pm
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WEEK ONE: MINGLE
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. |
NAVIGATION locations ₓ˚. statuses *+:。 ic profiles :ₓo ic rules ・゚゚・。 audience requests murder proposals 。✧o private conversations ・゚o。 curfew ・゚✧ memories |

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[Duh? Like. Pocket.]
Or like a lich-run murder dungeon or something! I don't know, I'm just spit balling here.
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[Standing up, and then. Standing closer? Hello?]
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You got a way to measure those?
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[Standing, uh. Very very close. Then poking Buck-zda right in the forehead.]
Weird.
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Blink blink. ]
What?
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Putting a piece of hair behind one of his ears, y'know. Like you do.]
Just me, then?
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I...don't know what you're talking about.
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[POINTING A FINGER IN VEZUCKY'S FACE ACCUSINGLY.]
I knew it! I knew it, I knew it-- you're horny for it. My personal space. Called it.
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Wha--you're the one who got all up in my face and started poking me!