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

[canned]

i. start of the swamp road

[having explored the port and whatever buildings were accessible, Alphonse is standing at the northern gate, looking out towards the swamp and apparently considering venturing in on his own by the sound of his muttering about directions and the sun's position

adventure with? dissuade? watch as swamp water fills his metal boots? looks like he's starting to walk that way just now]

ii. dining hall / fort town pub

[a sight unseen these past few weeks, Alphonse is in the dining hall when people are eating.

he's not eating, though, instead he's alternating between writing in a leatherbound journal and observing what everyone else is eating and making. when someone comes up to the table he's at, he'll ask with seemingly great interest:]

Hello! What are you eating today? Did you make something?

and of course, wildcard!
[I'm not the most creative this week, so if you want to risk a nasty electric shock or see what feelings lie within the spiky metal shell, hit me up on discord or just have at it with a comment!]

i. swamp

[exercisms]

[Hmm. Well. Okay. Just watching him.]

Are you going in there. . . ?

[canned]

Oh, hello Shigeo!

[he nods, firmly]

Lots of people got hurt last week trying to explore the new places that opened up, so it's better if I go before that happens.

[exercisms]

Mm. That's really brave of you.

[. . .]

Even though I don't have armor, could I come with you?

ii

[papasha]

[He raises a hand briefly in greeting when Al looks up.]

Hello. [He seems to be both amused and curious, now that he's this close.] I'm not sure yet.

Have any suggestions?

[canned]

Oh, Mr. Varishikov, right? It's nice to have a chance to talk!

[he looks back at the kitchen, and around the pub]

Well, given how close we are to the ocean, it seems like fish is probably safe, if you like it. Some people, like my brother, are a little picky about seafood.

[papasha]

[He sort of nods from the shoulders up in acknowledgment and greeting.]

Oh? [He follows Al's glance around.] I knew someone who was and is quite picky with his food, too.

I've had some stew here, and it seemed all right.

i

[cuedoves]

[ it's zuko!!! he's bandaged up a bit, and his shirt is wiggling. ]

Don't go alone, if you're going to go in.

Re: i

[canned]

It's better if I go alone, so no one else can get hurt.

[he turns to look at Zuko, and observes his bandaged state]

Especially you, with your bandages and......um, your shirt is moving?

[cuedoves]

You need someone to watch your back, or you'll get hurt much worse.

[ wiggle wiggle ]

That's Fang.

[ a black snake head emerges...? ]

ii. pub!!

[chanteuser]

[ hello to al and al only today. a good boy. ]

No!

[ she sounds pleased. and probably feels it too. ] It's nice to have somewhere where you don't have to cook your own food, for a change.

[canned]

[hello to fellow good al!]

Do you usually cook your own food, Miss Alex? You should definitely relax and enjoy yourself!

My brother and I are always traveling and staying at inns, so we don't get a lot of home cooking.

[chanteuser]

[ al to al conversation. ]

I do! My roommates used to just order takeaway all the time, but I quite enjoy cooking. But it's still kind of nice to have food made for you, instead of the other way around.

[ hm ]-- Oh, you have a sibling? What do you both do that means you travel so much? [ is it armor polishing? ]

ii

[antaressnipe]

-- Yes, of a sort.

[Nothing that Chiron would claim as fancy on his end, even though it's a meticulously made salad with all different types of vegetables]

Are you keeping a record of what we eat?

[canned]

It looks nice! I bet it's really healthy. [he giggles a bit before turning back to his journal]

It's kind of a record. It's things I want to eat when [a pause, as he thinks about phrasing] when I can. I've been writing down all kinds of delicious foods while I travel with my brother, and just the other day I found it here so decided to see what everyone was making.

Do you always eat so healthy?

[antaressnipe]

[... HM.

But as always, Chiron doesn't seem interested in asking questions, and so instead just gives a nod]

I try to. Under normal circumstances eating isn't a high priority of mine, but while I'm here I do attempt to manage a well-balanced diet. My digestive system isn't quite as durable as a human's.

ii

[reconnective]

Oh hey. [sora grins rather easily and seems to have what appears to be some kind of fish dish in front of him.] I think it's just fish, but I guess I'm kind of studying it to see if I could make it myself.

[canned]

[Studying to make food! How exciting! Alphonse laughs a bit, a smile coloring his voice]

I think you could do it, Sora! Do you usually cook for yourself?

[reconnective]

Not always, but lately I've been learning a little more. [he turns the plate to examine it from another angle.] And I was kinda taking cooking lessons from somebody in between traveling. Figured it couldn't hurt to keep practicing.

ii!

[siblingless]

[She's eating at the pub on this fine day, some kind of fish dish set out in front of her.]

Honestly, I'm not completely sure. [Pirate dishes... A mystery.] But it's really convenient that I didn't have to cook for myself today.

Re: ii!

[canned]

It's nice to have someone else make something for you, isn't it? Everyone seems happy to be able to eat here [even if there's no visible kitchen or wait staff......]

Do you like fish? What's your favorite kind of food? [he seems to have a pen poised over the journal, although his polite attention remains on Kasumi]

[siblingless]

It is! I think everyone is happy to take a break from cooking for themselves.

[As much as she enjoys cooking, nothing beats getting food delivered to you? Food is good.]

To be honest, I'm not too picky. I often eat foods that are low in fat like these, though. [And a curious glance at the journal.] Are you taking notes on everyone's favorite foods, um, Elric-san?

ii

[dianxias]

[ thankfully for all of us, xie lian is at the pub and not the dining hall, because the last thing he needs to write down is literally anything xie lian has ever cooked in his life.

when alphonse greets him, xie lian has a smile for him immediately, turning to put his fist to his hand and bow to him properly. ] Good afternoon, Alphonse. I just had the most wonderful kind of fried fish - it was cut into little strips. Fish sticks, they said! They were quite delicious.

[ xie lian loves food. ] Why do you ask?

[canned]

Good afternoon, sir. [he returns the bow politely with his greeting, the smile in his voice]

Fish...sticks? [he begins to write and sketch in the book] I'm not sure about the name...but fried fish sounds tasty! Amestris, the country I'm from, is landlocked, so we don't get a lot of fish.

Do you have a favorite fish?

[dianxias]

It is very good! Crunchy, but a bit heavy. I'm not sure if I would eat it too often - it might be quite bad for you.

[ like a little old grandma, he can't help but fuss over such things...

anyway!! he watches al sketch, cheek in his hand. ] A favorite...? Hm...really, I'll eat most anything. [ unfortunately he really will. ] I think most dishes are made with kinds of carp, though....?