WEEK TWO: MINGLE

[retellers]

WEEK TWO: MINGLE (37 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, and new buildings within the town have been unlocked. Finally, should anyone check their PHS, Cater, Sharon, and Kano'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. If you break the current ninth rule, participants will get shocked. It will be a mild shock at first, but the longer they touch each other, the stronger it will get. On that note, if your character did not share a memory last week, please make sure to check your notifs! Participants may also find that their memories of the past few weeks are getting fuzzier... as though they can't recall some of the details without focusing. Finally, this week, every time a participant gets within one foot of someone, they will experience the emotions the other person is currently feeling and vice-versa. This will last for ten seconds even after they've stepped out of their personal bubble, after which the sharing itself might share, but the knowledge will not. Have fun!

NAVIGATION locations ₓ˚. statuses *+:｡ ic profiles :ₓo ic rules ･ﾟﾟ･｡ audience requests murder proposals ｡✧o private conversations ･ﾟo｡ curfew ･ﾟ✧ memories

Comments

[heartablaze]

M-mn. [And there comes the fear, thought what triggers it is hard to place. It dies down about as fast as it comes, like the ebb of a wave.]

I'd like that. For Cater-chan and Sharon-san, too. Once the Realm is together again... I wanna take whatever we write, and... do something with it. Maybe fly a lantern, like what you did for Claude's party... But if we do it all now, while we still can...

[A beat.]

I... can't really remember what Hajime-chan looked like anymore, you know? I remember how tall she was, and that her hair was dark. I remember a couple things she told me. But...

[It feels like something, somewhere, is just slipping back into the clouds to vanish, and that fear chews away, subtle but not letting go.]

[dianxias]

...I think that's a lovely idea, Hikaru.

[ xie lian starts to reach out--then pauses, remembering this week's odd rule. instead, ruoye comes out a moment later, and pats the top of her hand encouragingly. his own emotions are lingering on concern, but there's a soothing nature to it, too. his heart is as still as water. ]

Let's do what we can, now. Would it be alright to use some of your paper to make a list?

[heartablaze]

[There's a spark of delight at seeing Ruoye, reaching her fingers out to let it do its thing and say hello.]

Yeah! That's what it's there for. There should be a lotta clean paper left.

[There is, indeed, a lot of clean paper left, save for a couple pages that seem to have gotten mixed up in the mess - one with the names of the dead, missing many of the surnames, one with a list of names that will all be unfamiliar to Xie Lian, and one that's already been folded but has only Shuuya Kano's name, written over and over.

Hikaru is currently just scribbling as she stuffs a cookie in her mouth, don't mind her.]

[dianxias]

[ ruoye wiggles, happily! yes! it will do all the contact-ing for you.

anyway. xie lian takes a few sheets, and writes "memories you have of:" and then each participant's name, one per sheet. they can go put these up somewhere, and perhaps people will add!

he adds, a moment later, to kano's: taught me what l*gos are, and then, to pikachu's: he liked to fight. he cannot remember how, or why, but at least he remembers that much.

it's a start. ]