WEEK SIX: MINGLE

[retellers]

WEEK SIX: MINGLE (25 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, Elsa, Yona, Shigeo, and Fiora'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. Once again, participants may find that they have difficulty recalling complete details of the past weeks. Also, anyone who had been poisoned during trial will still be feeling sick! Haha! Finally, participants will find that they are now sporting a new injury. This injury is one that they received in their past, whether they remember it or not. No matter how fatal the injury is, participants won't die from it, and the pain they feel will be dulled down. However, if another participant touches someone's injury effect, even if it's covered, then they will both be hit with whatever pain that was felt when the injury was first inflicted. This pain will last ten seconds. The injury can also be as minor or major as desired.

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Comments

[reconnective]

Doesn't sound too hard. [he points at the cue ball.] And you hit all of them with that one, right?

[retellers]

Yeah. Would be too easy otherwise.

[ and you know these idiots like a challenge ]

[reconnective]

Mm. Right. [they sure do. so he wanders to the other end of the table to line up with the cue ball.] Can I break?

[let him hit the thing!]

[retellers]

Go for it.

[ he's so excited about it and wolf is just? indulgent? horrible ]

[reconnective]

[this is why he likes wolf. bad taste. but he's trying not to bend too much to not pour a bunch of blood everywhere and he breaks! a striped ball disappears into a pocket.]

You seem comfortable here.

[retellers]

Stripes are yours. If you sink one, you keep going. [ that's fine wolf doesn't have to look at the blood. it's not real. ] Do I? Don't know that I've ever been in a place like this.

[ but also it's pub like so... y'know ]

[reconnective]

Got it. [he's going to keep going then, likely messing up on his second shot.] Even if you don't remember being somewhere like this it's just kind of like...I dunno. You look less ready to disappear as soon as I turn around.

[retellers]

[ that's fine that means when it's wolf's turn he can notice that the robe is starting to look. a little stained when he bends down to take his own shot ]

Disappear? [ pensive ] Didn't think I seemed that bad.

[reconnective]

You're a lot better than you used to be. [he has to admit that much. but also uh. hm. he's definitely looking at that and frowning softly.] At least now you answer me with more than one word.

[...he's teasing but he's also now keeping his eyes on them to make sure they're not going to die suddenly.]

[retellers]

[ let's say wolf sinks two and then messes up his other shot so they gesture to sora to do it, looking vaguely amused ]

You ever think maybe you're just saying stuff that's more worthwhile to answer?

[reconnective]

Yeah, that's a possibility. [he can at least acknowledge that with a huff of laughter.] It's been a few weeks now. I've been trying to learn how to talk to people better.

[and he'll take his shot, watching the ball roll across the table and stop just short of the pocket.]

[retellers]

[ tsks lightly ]

Bad luck. [ as for the rest, they go to take their own shot elsewhere on the. table ig ] I just tell them what's necessary. Try that, sometime.

[ again. clearly teasing. ]

[reconnective]

[he's making a face and he's half-tempted to blow on it to sink the ball, but okay. no cheating. but he'll lean a hip against the table as he watches them shoot their shot.]

That your way to saying I talk too much?

[it's a miracle that he can actually tell when wolf is joking now and he can do it back.]

[retellers]

Pretty much. [ wolf does not sink it, because they are stuck in lining shot hell, and they let sora go to sink his poor sad one ] Least you're learning.

[reconnective]

[he immediately zips over and promptly knocks his ball into the pocket before moving around the table to line up for a second shot.]

Something like that. I'm finding there's a lot to learn that I didn't even think about.

[retellers]

[ wolf leans using the cue, watching him nyoom ]

Yeah? What else?

[reconnective]

[there's a bright grin.]

Secret. [that is to say he'll tell wolf later when they're not in public, or he's being a brat. one of the two. this is exactly why he misses his shot and the ball bounces across the table, knocking one of wolf's into a pocket.]

--does that count?

[retellers]

[ wolf looks. so amused. ]

Yeah, for me. Thanks.

[reconnective]

[hateful.]

What, no do-over?

[retellers]

Nope. [ his sulking makes them huff a bit, amused ] Try not to go so fast next time.

[reconnective]

[wolf no bully :(]

That's the trick to it? [but he'll let wolf take the next shot since he ruined his own.] Kinda figured you'd need the speed to get it where it needs to go.