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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[soulus]

[With everyone freed and Alex secured, Rufus turns his attention to the sound of shoveling, ignoring the metal feet. His gaze slides past Hansa, and his emotions don't so much as flutter. He also doesn't have to be told twice as they start toward their destination; this time, they'll be warier of where they step.]

[misstrust]

[ Dorothy's own emotions also don't really waver as she glances down at Hansa's feet. But really, it might just be that She's Tired.

Or that she's gotten used to stranger things by now, so she offers a quick smile and follows them towards the sound of shoveling.

Woo-hoo. ]

[retellers]

[ The skeletons are out there digging a hole, and are far too preoccupied to notice Hansa and Rufus! Except for the third look out skeleton, who yells and throws a shovel at Dorothy, instantly knocking her out.

she's going to have SUCH a bruise on her noggin for strip check

This of course calls the other two to action, who drop their shovels and grab their swords, and all three skeletons run with a battle cry at Hansa and Rufus!! Leaving the treasure chest exposed next to the hole. ]

[robopriest]

[Oh, there goes Dorothy.]

[Hansa spares a glance towards her collapsing, but he can't look for long, not with the skeletons incoming.]

[He grins. No More Mr. Nice Cyborg. Not that he was ever nice, or particularly willing to be merciful, but...]

Let's do this, Rufus.

[And even though he's mud-covered, with his clothes all shredded, and no shoes, he doesn't care. It's skeleton murder time.]

[Hansa is just going to leap forward and just grab a skeleton by the sternum and will attempt to just YEET it at one of the others to just knock it down. Even if that isn't going to work, he's just going to be smashing and ripping and breaking whatever bones he can. It's time to get that treasure that they've fought off an entire swamp (and witch house) for.]

[soulus]

[Dorothy will be fine. She's breathing, and so is Alex.

All of them are coated in filthy swamp water. Rufus' entire back is coated in the stuff, and they've been made fools of more than enough times in their pursuit for him to exhale tightly through his nose.

Seeing as Hansa's got two skeletons to himself, that leaves one for Rufus, who deftly evades the first swing of a sword with a sidestep. He swings the shovel with all his controlled might, right at the skeleton's exposed neck. Whether it takes the head or not, he follows up with a kick to the torso. Then, once it's down, he attempts to pin the skeleton by sticking the shovel through its ribcage to the ground.

Who needs a sword?]

[retellers]

[ Between Hansa and Rufus and the fact that there's only like, three skeletons, this combo absolutely MURDERS all three skeletons involved, who die horrible deaths when they just wanted to bury their loot, man. The good news is, they're skeletons so it doesn't count as murder anyway.

The loot!!! Finally!!! Is theirs!!!!!!

And when they open the treasure chest it is full of jewels, gold coins, gold cups! All the things they would normally use to pay a kraken!!! There's also an entirely new outfit to make up for Hansa's completely destroyed clothes, and... for some reason, a jar filled with dirt.

That's dumb.

But the rest!! Is!! money!!! yay you can't use any of this here ]

[robopriest]

[Wow! Gold! He doesn't care!]

Move aside. [Yeah, he's going for the outfit. He doesn't care. Pirate time now. He even puts on the hat, swinging the coat onto himself as he turns back to the bounty hunter.]

Well, go for it, Rufus. All yours. [well, until the kraken takes its fair share, but he doesn't know that.] Swim in it for all I care.

[A beat.]

[Yeah he's going to swipe up the jar of dirt. This is his now. He doesn't even know why, but maybe it's important! Its a jar of dirt. He's Hansa Sparrow, now.]

[soulus]

[Rufus' heart skips a beat.

All of this . . . is his. Somewhere in his cold heart, perhaps he is smiling. He's satisfied, for certain.

What a duo they must make, filthy in swampy liquid and yet utterly pleased with themselves while the sweet women behind them lie in their bruise or blood.]

[chanteuser]

[ wakes up

NICE HUSTLE TEAM ]

[misstrust]

[ does not wake up

but it's fine GOOD JOB GUYS ]