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WEEK FIVE: MINGLE

WEEK FIVE: MINGLE
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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, Alyssa, Hikaru, and Bucky'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. On that note, if your character did not stay, please make sure to check your notifs.

Once again, participants may find that they have difficulty recalling complete details of the past weeks.

Finally, participants will find that they now have another pet to take care of. Small creatures (based on any animal of player choice, real or mythical) will be following them around all week. However, these creatures are emotionally tied to their participant, so whatever the person they are connected to is feeling, they will outwardly display it. Angry? They will be hostile. Happy? So are they! Even more, they will react to other participants based on how theirs feels about the other. Anyone their participant loves, they will also love. Hope you don't secretly hate anyone, that might be awkward.

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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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1. CROW!

[Hey! You might be out and about, minding your own business. Maybe you have something in your hands - a sandwich? A piece of jewelry? Your PHS device? Whatever it is, there's a sudden flapping noise and a black bird just flies down and yoinks it out of your hands.]

[And if you are aiming on chasing the thief, you won't have to go far, since it just flies a few feet forward and drops the thing on the ground.]

[The bird has...a flashy eyepatch over its right eye.]

AWK AWK AWK-!

[Annnnd it sounds like its laughing at you.]

[Don't worry, its master isn't far...]

2. CROW...2!

[Later, Hansa can be found in the bookstore, dressed in this, sitting at a table with a cup of hot tea on the table. The crow is perched on his shoulder, looking over curiously as he's turning the page in the book in his hands.]

Haha, I could be like Odin. See? He's got an eyepatch and some corvids...though they're ravens, not crows. [The crow only tilts its - or rather, her - head curiously. Hansa just chuckles, turning the page.] I think I'm more of a Heimdall man, myself, though...

[Join him in this corvid education and enrichment?]

C: WILDCARD

[He's anywhere and everywhere this week! When he doesn't have the crow, you can see a small wolf (also with an eyepatch!) at his side. ]

... Hm. Regardless, that outfit suits you.

[Damn, Hansa. LOOKING GOOD?

Also Chiron is nosy, having entered the conversation halfway with his small deer keeping pace at his side.]

Haha, you think so?

[Sometimes you're just a cyborg priest and you just look good when dressing like a shady dark mage. Its fine.]

[The crow on his shoulder perks up, giving the centaur a curious look.]

What brings you here? Scouring for more knowledge?

Yes, I wanted to look up--

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I wanted to look up ... something.

[Wandering past Hansa with a vague smile, a hand hovering over no book in particular]

And you?

...Something?

[Hm. Not like Chiron to be so vague, but...maybe he's still thinking about it?]

Eh, I'm just passing the time. Good to brush up on myths, I think, for the war back home.

... Myths?

What kinds of myths?

[He shrugs.]

I just picked up the first book I saw. This is Norse mythology, specifically.

[Me rattling the doors to DW headquarters: give me an HEIMDALL Servant you COWARDS--]

Ah, yes, you did mention Odin, didn't you?

[Somehow this seems to relax him, and he and the deer both relax as the conversation continues]

I'm not very familiar with their myths, though I do agree your eyepatch completes the look if that is who you are trying to copy.

Haha, yeah, Odin lost his eye. He has two raven familiars, so...I just thought the comparison was a little funny.

[He grins.]

I don't think I'm as half as wise as he is, though. And I'm not the leader type.

So perhaps we shall rely on Heimdall for that reason. He was more of an observer, I believe.

[With an amused quirk of a smile]

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robopriest - 2020-11-04 01:58 (UTC) - Expand

[ honestly she doesn’t even get the chance to chase the bird down —- she’s still kinda frozen in place, hand holding the air where her phs was a second ago.

a bright blue bird flutters out from around her shoulder and cheeps! loudly!

rude!! ]

...AWK?

[The crow stares at this sudden appearance of this...angry blue bird.]

[It seems to ponder for a moment, before picking up the PHS device in its beak and just. Trotting over to Alex and looking up. She won't drop the PHS just yet, but at least she's close?]

[ she crouches down and holds out a hand for the PHS ]

Can I have that back, please?

[She just stares at Alex...]

[And then opens her beak. The PHS clatters to the ground. Instead, she will take this moment to nibble at her fingers gently.]

[ well she was going to grab it but then her fingers are being nibbled on and that wasn't what she expected. ]

Hello there. Were you just looking for some attention?

[ she brushes the fingers over her other hand against the crow's beak. ]

[The crow clacks her beak, letting out a pleased sort of burble as she lets Alex touch her on the side of her beak.]

[She eventually does move away, a bit reluctantly, and takes flight - only to perch on the shoulder of a certain man with an eyepatch, walking in and blinking over at Alex.]

Oh. Hello. [And to the crow:] Are you causing some trouble?

[ alex blinks when the crow flies off, but the confusion doesn't last too long. ]

I think she was interested in my PHS.

[ which, actually, she should pick up while she's thinking about it. ]

Was she? Maybe she wanted to get in on the device fun.

[He approaches - the crow starts to groom herself casually.]

Do you think she can message with her beak?

[ it's ... actually a valid question. would she find a way? probably. look at who she represents here. ]

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robopriest - 2020-11-04 01:59 (UTC) - Expand

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chanteuser - 2020-11-04 07:34 (UTC) - Expand

[ well, the crow takes her turkey leg, which would be a problem if her weasel didn't immediately launch itself off her shoulder to tackle the bird.

she just stands and watches, bemused. ]

[The crow lets out a muffled squawk, not wanting to let her prize go, but now its dealing with a rambunctious weasel.]

[The crow tries to flap away, attempting to throw the weasel off with her beating wings and feet. She won't fly away like this at any rate, though.]

[ the weasel squeaks at top volume and tries to climb onto the crow's back, chewing on the crow's neck. gently, like he's not trying to eat the crow, but look. ]

(But what if it tries to grab the gold clasp at the end of his braid and grabs his hair instead?)

Hey! (I guess he's fighting off a crow now.) Leave that alone! It's attached to me, you know?!

(There's also a small whtie dragon on his shoulders trying to fight if off so Claude is really just trying to protect his dignity and break up a winged fight. STOP HIS FACE IS GETTING HIT???)

[The crow doesn't seem to care, though its a hit surprised by the sudden intervention of the dragon - thats fine, though.]

[With a squawk, she abandons the gold clasp for now and moves to clack her beak at the dragon's tail, instead, trying to yank it.]

Stop it!

(Aaah, he's turning around and trying to swat at the bird now. Dragon-chan is also snapping at the crow, screeching loudly right next to Claude's ear. THey're both agitated! Not exactly mad or anything but definitely annoyed.)

Where did you even come from?

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