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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[riegan]

(Handing Alphinaud another quill? Why are the both making Alphinaud do the hard work...)

Hey, I don't see you helping.

(Claude supports one small diplomat. Also he's just goign to sit there rubbing his hands together and trying to warm them up. HE REALLY DOESNT LIKE THE COLD)

Is it just me or is it really cold in here? It feels like an ice room.

(He's weak.)

[arcsplainist]

[ Such is his lot in life... Alphinaud will inspect the quill over, JUST IN CASE. he's watching you. ]

Had we not closed the—

[ HELLO WIND. hello papers going flying all over again. ]

[robopriest]

I don't know how I can help. Like I said, I'm here for the witty anecdotes. That comes later.

[And yeah, it is cold, but whatever. Look, its an ink splotch! He's about to show the others, and-]

[The wind blows it out of his hands and it just sticks to the wall.]

[Hansa looks at it.]

I'm not cleaning that up.

[riegan]

I definitely closed it!

(Trust him? Ah, but there goes another ink bottle THAT HE WAS NO WHERE NEAR and the papers are flying all over the place. He gets hit in the face with one and when he pulls it off, he has a big ol' stain on his face.

BUT HES GONNA GET UP AND TRY TO CLOSE THE WINDOW AGAIN? He makes sure it's latched. He's pretty sure it was latched before but whatever.)

You can help!

(Clean up.)

[arcsplainist]

[ ALPHINAUD IS ALREADY TIRED ]

Mayhap we choose a poor location for our task.

[robopriest]

Fiiiiine.

[JUST MOVING TO PICK THINGS UP, HE GUESSES]

We're never going to get the speech written down at this rate. Just memorize something.

[riegan]

It does feel like some sort of conspiracy at this point.

(This room is so rude!! As soon as he turns his back and walks a few paces, the window flies open again?!)

Maybe we should just change rooms.

[arcsplainist]

[ Exasperatedly: ]

Let us. I am able to memorize what we need, as well.

[robopriest]

Let's get another one.

[And with a shiver, he's just going to walk out of the room, expecting the other two to follow.]

Hopefully we will have better luck.

[riegan]

(Just gonna grab some of their papers to go in case they can't find anymore in another room but heck the quills and ink!! He has pens.)

Let's find a warmer room. I have a pen we can use instead of these.

(Modern solutions for old problems,)

And if those end up failing us, we can use our devices.

(PHS SPEECH!!! But lets find a better room.)

[robopriest]

...

[Wait.]

Why can't we just...do it on the PHS in the first place? All this ink and paper and stuff is just...so not modern? And we don't have to worry about spilling anything.

[arcsplainist]

Not modern?

[ don't ruin this ye olde's life ]

You cannot mean to say there is a time where parchment and ink is simply... not used.

[riegan]

(A GLANCE AT HANSA like this is why.... paper is good.)

I don't mind tapping away at the PHS, even if everything is small. It's a killer on the eyes after awhile!

(He is also a ye olde... but open to new things.)

But yeah, it looks like some people here are from times and places that don't even need paper and pen.

[robopriest]

Yep. In my day, we still write on paper sometimes, but everything is done on computers and devices.

[That's the modern way!]

I'm much more used to writing on a device like that. I can text a mile a minute, haha.