WEEK SEVEN: MINGLE

[retellers]

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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[lecarre]

[Social distancing is important and she's a good girl.

So Ange continues!

Her brow furrows ever-so-slightly as she finishes counting out her steps properly.]

... I should not be surprised any longer that things do not follow the laws of physics here, and yet...

[horologia]

[ her expression reads "first time?" i hate that stupid broken landscapes that make no sense are par for the course in madoka. ]

It is a place that has forgotten much of the details that govern it. What remains is just the parts most important for it to exist at all, the rough shape and concept of a room. The sketch of a halfway, and so forth.

Trying to understand it will not be particularly fruitful.

[lecarre]

[yes, first time in a madoka hellscape, poor homura.]

That is most likely true. That has been the case each week, after all.

... Even so, I do not intend on allowing complacency to stop me from finding something potentially useful.

[So she has to try nonetheless.]

[horologia]

[ she tilts her head, slightly. ]

Have we been?

[ complacent, that is. ]