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!

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Comments

[lionson]

1: REPENT MOTHERFUCKER


[on Wednesday, a brand new sign will appear outside the train station:]

ATTENTION ALL KILLERS
Come here 2 confess crimes
other confessions also welcome

[Inside the train station, Shiro has set up two chairs. He's currently sitting in one of them, and he will give a friendly wave.

Stop on in?]



2: wildcard


[If you don't want to engage in Shiro's dork-quest, HMU with something else.]

[evocationary]

[ she peeks in, looking... very distressed. ]

Is this the place to confess?

[lionson]

Yep! Non-denominational confessions too, since I know most of you aren't Catholics.

[heartablaze]

[Is that Hikaru going into the train station?

Oh well, it's probably nothing.]

[uhhhmagic]

I did it! I helped kill those people!

[ not even sitting down ]

And then we threw their bodies off the cliff! It was really really bad! I took their shoes!

[lionson]

[WELL.]

Back up a bit first: is that something that happened here, or in your world?

[sacredchants]

[ i.

she?

hm. ]

[lionson]

[HI IZUMO! wave wave]

Got something on your mind, kiddo?

[chanteuser]

[ bless you shiro, you're doing the very best. ]

[lionson]

[thnx Alex, ur a gem]

[tensecondsahead]

Do you think that's going to work? [Laine's pretty amused by the idea, at least. He's dressed more casually than usual today, and he... probably should confess something because there's some writing on his face below his eyepatch. Shiro might have to squint his old man eyes to read it.]

[lionson]

Who knows? But I'm gonna give them a chance, at least.

[He will squint to see what's on Laine's face. What's written there?]

[robopriest]

[Just. Sitting down.]

So, do you confess first? I confess first? Do we just do this at the same time?

[lionson]

Probably not at the same time. How about this: 'I took the Lord's name in vain several times in the last few weeks'.

[recrowns]

[with absolute seriousness]

I asked to borrow a book from a Leader, but then they let me have it, and I wanted it so much that I didn't even try to politely disagree even though social etiquette suggests that I should've at least tried.

[




his emotions make it clearly that he's 95% joking but 5% guilty over stealing the equivalent of a library book]

[lionson]

[Thank god for those emotion sharing because Shiro was about to be like 'are u 4 real?']

Ah, well. Social etiquette can be difficult like that.

Have you offered to return it?

[antaressnipe]

I'm afraid there is very little I feel ashamed enough to confess to, though I thank you for the offer.

[He's here to see what the set-up looks like]

[discernments]

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

[ Jeanne seems very serious, her brows furrowed with consternation. ]

I know I should not covet anything, but I was thinking it wouldn't be terrible if I could find a way to keep a dolphin in town.

[ She feels pretty serious about this, too. 75% serious. 25%???? ]

[yamantaka]

I've never done anything wrong in my life.

[ still... has "I AM AN ILLUMINATI SPY" on his face ]

[dawnblushed]

I cut off the noose from the gallows in the fort and threw it into the swamp, but I just realized that might count as destruction of property which is technically a crime...

[oops.]

Also, I took things from the store last week without paying for them, but I think we all did that.

[moondumplings]

[ well, this one bunny isn't too religious so heck if she knows what this is about but... this has been weighing on her mind since week 0 ]

I broke a glass display during one of the investigations...!!

[ ON PURPOSE ]

[dianxias]

[ .... ??? ]

Um... I told Miss Lup that I would throw the apple in my sleeve away after the trial on Saturday, but... I just ate it today? Is that the sort of confession you're after, Shiro...?

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[frostythehitman]

[ Just. Stares at him and his little set-up, dumbfounded. ]

Are you serious with this?

[canned]

[the sign draws Al's attention as, honestly, a possible trap?? So he peers around the corner inside the train station and spots Shiro waiting and waving nicely. Al waves back.]

It'd be nice if that worked, huh?

[riegan]

(JUST


sitting in the other seat, leaning back like some punk student that probably did something wrong but sure as heck isn't going to admit to it. He's twirling a pen in his hand casually while they just

sit

there

for awhile

Until finally he's like,)

Well? I'm listening.

(This is not how confessions work Claude and you know it.)