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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Comments

[antaressnipe]

... I will take Ruby's lack of comment to mean she helped assist with those bandages, Sora.

[it would be a much more impressive dad tone if Chiron was not constantly staring down at the sight of his horse legs, and then abruptly twisting his torso to stare at the... rest of him.

Hm.

Look at all that]

I have-- [a pause. Slowly amending with bemusement while his baby deer looks about the kitchen in pure confusion]

I will. Follow your instructions...?

[nailed it]

[reconnective]

Um...something like that. [the bird picks at sora's hair and he waves a hand to try and get it to stop. he's busy just watching chiron though, increasingly confused...and kind of amused.

this is not funny. it's fine. they have a task to focus on and it's not wondering if chiron forgot his own butt.]

If Ru knows how to do this, she can guide us and we'll do the work on it. That seems fair, right?

[evocationary]

He's grounded, for sure.

[ ... chiron, please. lup just watches him forget that he's a horse over and over again and - like, it's not funny, but it is kind of funny. her weasel hates this fucking bird so much, it's about to launch itself off her shoulder to eat it. ]

Anyway. Sure. Uh. I can't promise it'll be great. I don't know how hard this memory loss thing goes. Uh, so we need... flour, and sugar.

[antaressnipe]

[my god, does the deer need to break you two animals up? She'd consider it if she was not busy sniffing everything as Chiron realizes this is his first time cooking, right?

... right?

Whatever, it's fine, he almost looks excited]

And where would we find this elusive sugar...

[even he knows it's not on the top shelves so he doesn't bother to look there ha ha ha--]

[reconnective]

[this poor deer is perfect and does not deserve this. sora's frog is vibin', hopping up on the counters to begin poking at things curiously. the bird, a very real-ass bird, continues to be useless and sora gives lup a flat look.]

You can't ground me when I'm the only one who knows how to cook right now. [so THERE. but he grins at chiron anyway.] It should be in one of the main cabinets. Let's start looking...we probably need eggs too, right?

[evocationary]

Can too. [ she argues, idly. she's just going to climb up on the counters in order to try and look through these cabinets. she picks up sora's frog friend to help it look through the cabinets on her shoulders. ]

Eggs, for sure. And baking... soda? Baking powder. Uh. [ what goes in a cake she's so mad that she can't remember ] What kind of cake are we making, because if it's chocolate we need cocoa powder. Vanilla - oh! Butter. So much butter.

Get the butter out right now, it has to be room temperature. [ pretty sure.

her weasel leaps down to go sniff around with chiron's deer. it's watching you, bird. ]

[antaressnipe]

[Lup why are your FEET on the COUNTERS young lady??]

Eggs, baking soda, baking powder, cocoa powder... Eggs, baking soda, baking powder, cocoa powder...

[Is Chiron reciting everything Lup and Sora say in a desperate bid to remember it? Maybe. And so they're gonna hear his quiet muttering as he also looks through the cabinets, at first automatically searching the mid-tier ones because that's where the other two are looking--

Until he realizes he can just. stand up straight and easily reach the cabinets that are less accessible to the other two.]

-- Oh?

[Opening the first cabinet door he sees at the top and surprise, there's the goddamn sugar]

It is here!

[PROUDLY PRESENTING IT TO SORA.]

[reconnective]

[sora's frog friend hits the cabinet with a frying pan like that will help, pushing things aside to look inside said-cabinet. sora, meanwhile, is rolling his eyes because stop punishing him!! but while chiron's doing that and lup's climbing he'll grab a butter and eggs.]

If it's for a party can we do both? Some layers chocolate and others vanilla. [and when chiron just straight-up opens the highest cabinets, he grins and takes the sugar.]

Thanks! ...no idea what it's doing way up there, but at least we've got it. This should be enough.

[and he will resume to searching for bowls and pans, and also turning on the oven to pre-heat.]

[evocationary]

[ marie just keeps consistently terrifying me and it's not even halloween anymore ]

Sure, if you want to make two separate cakes? Do you, uh, want to tempt fate like that? [ to the frog boy: ] Thanks, my dude.

[ he's being very helpful. ] Oh, shit, here's the baking powder. Why is it in space.

[antaressnipe]

I am not very familiar with cakes... is it standard to mix flavors in such a way?

[First off, I'm innocent. Secondly, Chiron is tuning in on this argument and ngl, maybe Sora's got a point. Make the cake double-flavored, embrace the anarchy]

Mm, well. If you two should need the cocoa powder...

[He plucks it off the top of the highest cabinet. This isn't just in space, it's in a different galaxy.]

[reconnective]

[none trust for this horse player :unamused: but sora hums a little and starts setting aside ingredients as they're handed to him, wincing every now and then as he moves his arms too much.]

I don't know about mixing them together while they're batter, but we may as well have it. Can't we just bake the cakes separate and then combine them when they're done? Like with frosting or something.

[evocationary]

You can. Why not, right?

[ she's gathering whatever else she can find up here, squinting - passing them to the frog boy and also sora. ]

Like, there's no cake boss coming out to put a hit on you because you didn't put it together to the standards of the cake mafia. Also, marble cakes? Hello?

[antaressnipe]

[shit I didn't realize it was my turn ANYWAY--]



... Marble?

[SORRY HE'S THINKING OF LIKE, ACTUAL MARBLE.]

Ah, I had not realized that humans could stomach such things...



[ALSO SORA YOUNG MAN, HE SEE YOU WINCING--]

One of you will have to eventually tell me why Sora is injured and in possession of an extremely rude bird, you realize...

[reconnective]

I think she just means like a mix. Like something swirled? We're not actually eating marbles, that sounds pretty gross.

[...whistling! he's going to start looking for measuring cups and stuff, too.]

It's no big deal. Everything worked out fine.

[evocationary]

I definitely meant like real, circular marbles, but wow, Sora's idea is so much better! Let's do that.

[ stop ]

He went on an adventure and gave me a heart attack, that's what he did. [ :unamused: ] I don't know all the specifics. He's fine.

I have no idea what the measurements are for these. By the way.

[antaressnipe]

[Children DON'T GIVE HIM SASS.

Thankfully though, he will not be too stubborn about getting in Sora's business and will just. sigh at him from across the kitchen, still bringing down whatever ingredients he can find]

I do hope the bird does not have a taste for sweets, at least.

[Please imagine the birb just swooping down and taking off the top layer of cake before the party even starts]

... Well. I assume the frosting will cover any mistakes.

[THAT IS NOT HOW IT WORKS]

[reconnective]

[chiron is doing great and being a very helpful horse. so he's going to start figuring out measurements and adding things to a large mixing bowl.]

Pretty sure the bird has a taste for flesh, actually. [what.] But we'll have a ton of frosting to cover everything anyway. Maybe strawberry to go with the vanilla and chocolate cakes?

[evocationary]

Okay, if the bird is actually hurting you, I'm asking Clementine to shoot it.

[ she says this... so dryly. ]

Neapolitan cake. Rad. [ she brings her ingredients to sora, and then: ] Uh... go for it. Just throw some stuff in there. Let's do this.

[antaressnipe]

[... Looking at the bird in stone-cold judgment.]

I see.

[Indeed he sees. That is a soon-to-be dead bird if it doesn't change its ways in a hurry]

Well, in any case, I will leave this part to you.

[Unless you want the horse to pour in half a pound of salt because he doesn't know what he's doing]

[reconnective]

First of all, please don't because that means Clementine pointing a gun at my head and that is probably scarier than the bird. Second of all...how should we decorate the cake? Any ideas?

[he'll improvise and mix as he goes.] And one of you crack the eggs for me. Just to make sure we don't get any shell in it.

[evocationary]

She's got really good aim? It's fine.

[ she wants to crack eggs! which she will, and she definitely gets eggshell in it, but like, she fishes them out. so. ]

Definitely flames. Like Guy Fieri flames. All of the side of the cake. [ neither of them know who that is and you shouldn't either, lup ]

[antaressnipe]

We will need dye for the flames, correct?

[Chiron never understands half of the nonsense Lup says so he just breezed right along to decoration discussion. Also gonna look for some dye! ... it is again in the corner of the highest shelf like the universe is really against Lup's idea]

[reconnective]

I think so. So red and yellow and we can mix them for orange. Guess that means the frosting's gonna be white.

[he's busy throwing stuff into bowls, sticking a spoon into it to start trying to mix carefully.] So Ru says flames, but what do you think Chiron? Anything else?

[...also, to lup:] Stop sticking your fingers in the eggs. [he can't see if she's using her hand or a fork but still.]

[evocationary]

[ can't wait for this cake to look like it walked out of diners drive ins and dives ]

No. [ she tells sora, digging out another eggshell. ]

[antaressnipe]

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... Yeah the horse just. stands there and stares at both of them in growing bemusement.]

Mm? I--

[... What?]