WEEK FIVE: MINGLE

[retellers]

WEEK FIVE: MINGLE (29 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. 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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[evocationary]

I heard something playing upstairs.

[ she says, looking up at him. ] This song's overplayed, anyway.

[papasha]

[He chuckles quietly.]

All right then. As you wish.

[Instead of just, like, taking her by the hand like any normal person would, he simply

begins to waltz the two of them out of the door and toward the stairs.]

[evocationary]

[ that's what she was expecting, you big dope

but she giggles, and lets him take her with him, waltzing up the steps clumsily. she nearly falls a few times but it's whatever, he'll probably (?) catch her. ]

[papasha]

[STOP, he absolutely makes sure she doesn't do anything more than maybe stumble once or twice. She will not fall.

Though he doesn't act so ridiculous on the stairs because even if he can catch her, that's dangerous. They just have a nice dramatic walk up the stairs sideways, and he may stop on one or two to spin them around.]

[evocationary]

[ she absolutely loves this for the record. halfway up the stairs, she glances around to make sure nobody's around, and then leans up to kiss him.

also like, her weasel is riding on his dog's head, since they have to come along too. ]

[papasha]

[He stops to peer curiously at her, and then he follows her gaze when she looks around.

???

Oh!

The surprise of the kiss gets him to grin slightly. He returns it by giving her a forehead kiss at the hairline. He loops an arm around her shoulders to lead her on up the stairs; he'll stop dancing them up for a few moments and behave.

The dog does not seem to mind the riding weasel at all, tail wagging as it ascends hurriedly after the two of them.]

[evocationary]

[ she hums something soft when he kisses her back, and leans into how he's got her arm around her. she holds onto the back of his shirt as they walk, resting her head against him.

the weasel can't sit still, nosing at the dog's ears and face every so often. ]

[papasha]

[At the landing, he slows a little so they can look at the massive doors. Wow. He exchanges a glance with her, and then walks them both over to them.

Music can be heard from inside, yeah. He tries one of the handles, and isn't surprised to find it locked.]

Well. We've been banned from the party.

[evocationary]

Well, that's very rude! [ she just kicks the door, and then grumbles.

a pause, and then she turns back to him and takes his hands. ] Well. We can have our own party out here, then.

[papasha]

[Lup, don't kick the door. What the heck.]

It'd be a much better party, I think.

[He pulls her toward him by the hands, putting hers around his middle.]

[evocationary]

[ she laughs, fiddling with his dumb outfit once her hands are around his middle. ]

Couple of, uh - of cool clowns, out here, having our own party! That's not lame at all. [ but... there is music, and she is swaying back and forth gently to it. ]

[papasha]

It's considerably less lame in the presence of a dazzling ruby.

[He's just being a ham.

He wraps both of his arms around her shoulders and sways along to the music with her.]

Is this your ploy to get me to massage your feet in the spa once we're finished dancing?

[evocationary]

It is now. [ she says, immediately, grinning up at him.

her ears are pink, again. dazzling ruby, who says that. she just ignores it! how does she say anything in response to that without sounding like a big lame-o? ]

I want to paint your nails, too. You're not getting away without black nail polish.

[papasha]

[There isn't anything better than seeing the pink ears, okay.

Both brows rise, but he doesn't seem put off by the notion. He looks more amused than anything.]

All right. You think black nails would suit someone like me?

[evocationary]

[ she takes one of his hands, to look it over. ]

For sure. You have good hands. [ ... eyebrow waggle ]

[papasha]

[The waggle gets him to smirk, half amused and half coy. He wiggles his fingers in her hand.]

I accept the honor of having them painted then.