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redactable2020-11-15 01:53 pm
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WEEK SEVEN: MINGLE
WEEK SEVEN: MINGLE (21 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. As usual, the participants will find that their lodgings have changed, and should anyone check their PHS, Chiron, Ochako, Soo-won, and Dorothy's profiles have been removed. They may also find that they have difficulty recalling complete details of the past weeks. Furthermore, it looks as though the rules have updated. Not everything is the same as the previous pattern, though. The barrier to the north is back up, and once more, what lies beyond is an empty field. In contrast, however, participants may notice that they can finally access a place they haven't been able to before... Additionally, it looks like the Leaders aren't around. No matter where the participants look, they're nowhere to be found. Should anyone try calling for them in the Planetarium, there will be no response—not even a message telling the participant that they're busy. Finally, everything around the participants begins to... glitch? Buildings may suddenly blink out of existence and then back in, random items like chairs or cups may suddenly distort even while they're being used, and looking at any particular thing for too long may give someone a headache. It's worse than it was that one week, though: participants will find that it's happening to themselves as well. Body parts might suddenly glitch out of existence then back in, and there will be a shot of pain when it occurs. It'll happen randomly, but it also seems to occur more often if they're touching something or another person. |
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[ oh my god. she looks bewildered. ] There's no theme to all our outfits -- and we don't know what we're singing or, anything?
[ please just assume she's bullied into wearing it before they all get bundled out on stage, because she's just going to ??? otherwise. ]
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That is true. If there are instruments out there, we will simply have to make do. [if not, uh. Plan B.]
Alex, you will presumably have to sing. If you choose a song, hopefully we will be able to back you up.
[It's a horrible plan but Ange also only really cares about getting through this, not about how good or bad their performance is.]
It sounds like we are nearly out of time. Is everyone ready?
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for hilda's part, she's in one of the waitress outfits, which are depressingly similar to her aesthetic anyway. all the girls get some fussing of their hair and accessories...
maybe she's having fun with this. ]
Don't worry, Jeanne. You can always sing and improvise some dance steps! Everyone will be too mesmerized by how pretty you are to listen to anything.
[ it's not a much better plan than ange's, but together... well, at least they can goof off and get something done. ]
I think we're about good to go. It'll be fun! Let's just do our best.
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Please. All of you are more mesmerizing than I am.
[ That includes whatever persona Ange puts on, real of fake. ]
I'm ready. Nothing can start if we do nothing.
[ Pink rises to her cheeks before she shakes her head, squares her shoulders. She heads onto stage once or if they get the cue to go on.
No fear!!! ]
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The same young man is still there, this time with a microphone in hand. He nods at them in recognition before turning to the crowd. ]
Here is our next act, everyone. I'm sure they'll be amazing. Please welcome Ange, Hilda, Jeanne, and Alex as the... ah. I'm afraid I don't know the name of the band. [ the audience laughs. ] It would be more fitting if they introduce themselves.
[ On the stage is a guitar, a bass, keyboard, and some drums. All the girls will suddenly find themselves holding a microphone. ]
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"A name??"
she's a solo artist, she doesn't do band names send help. specifically ange, do your thing ange. ]
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Her terrible, terrible thing.
She's blankfaced as she walks out in front of the crowd, inspects the instruments, and moves towards the keyboard.
And as she does, without missing a beat:]
We are the Black Lizard Planet Squad. [NO]
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her eyes go wide for a second before she recovers, ]
Um, yeah, that's right! We're the... [ ... ] BlackPink Lizard Planet Squad!
[ she'll take the guitar even if it ends up mostly being a prop, it's fine. at least she has the wherewithal to wave cheerfully at the crowd. ]
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The young man claps, and turns his attention to the girls. ]
Well, it's your stage. Try to keep them entertained, you know how crowds get.
[ And with a wink, he wanders off the stage to return to the original spot they found him in.
Your show now. ]
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because francy is letting me live my dreams, break into song. one that has a good beat and some powerful lyrics.
it's fine. she's just... doing her usual evening job. except it's in a big city out in public, it's fine. ]
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It's... like, not quite right, but it accompanies the singing well enough that it's passably A Song.
S... so far so good?
Thank goodness Jeanne and Alex at least sound great.]
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they could really let the singing carry them through this, so hilda focuses mostly on looking cute and getting used to handing this very strange stringed creature of an instrument. it works fundamentally the same way as its medieval counterpart, though...
so she'll strum along some simple chords to the soulful tune, and together her and ange create... a passable improv support track as they acclimate? it's fine. ]
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The young man is nodding his head along, smiling, although he does occasionally glance towards the crowd. It seems like there are some more people coming this way? Probably just more people to join the audience, don't worry about it. ]
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hopefully someone else is taking note of the More People. ]
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Ange doesn't have to focus much to be able to play piano once she's got a good grasp of the tune, and she doesn't have to sing, so.
She's definitely noticing those people showing up.
Do they look like normal crowd people? Or do they look... definitely not like normal concert goers?]
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Jeanne is behind the drums and hits the cymbal in lieu of a tambourine maybe. It's a similar-ish sound. Her singing is pretty even if she doesn't know the lyrics to the song, but choruses repeat.
They're all doing fine.
She also notices these people and while Ange watches the new people, Jeanne looks to see how the young man interacts with them. ]
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what a great cyoa where nothing bad will happen and the girls just have a good time. ]
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The young man simply waves at the new guests before turning his attention back to the performance. The new guests are just two women, who believe this song is a bop! Carry on. They're just moving to the front. ]
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she's still singing. i don't know what else francy wants from me at this point 😔 ]
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Totally fine, not suspicious at all.
Ange watches them very carefully, but we're still carrying on here for now, with this total bop that they're probably just playing on loop.]
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hilda nearly misses a string as she squints at these newcomers, but ultimately keeps strumming without dropping a beat. one of them looks familiar in an odd, aching sort of way, but...
...well, it's probably nothing. ]
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this is a little concerning actually, considering jeanne's last memory of one of the newcomers. she doesn't falter but her stage presence changes to something more wary.
maybe this is just the realm being the realm.
she hits the cymbal like nothing is wrong. ]
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The young man is now talking to someone, while throwing glances between the crowd and the girls performing. He starts gesturing at them--it seems like he's telling them to play faster?? ]
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i guess this next song is a fast paced one?? keep up gals. alex gives the guy a bit of a flat look for a moment but? okay?
unless he's telling them to wrap it up. in which case they're done. ]
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