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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[misstrust]

[ Dorothy staggers a little emerging out of the portal. But look at that, her leg isn't broken anymore!

She straightens, blinks.

And then, wearily-- ]

Alcohol...

[lecarre]

[................. There's no way Ange takes a deep breath and lets it out in relief.

It's impossible.

There's no way at all.]

... Well, you look better than you have. You made it back. [Welcome back.]

[misstrust]

I'm glad nothing seems to be on fire.

[ As she shoots her partner a relieved grin of her own. ]

Well done, Ange.

[ She's back. ]

[lecarre]

... There is very little I did worth that.

Regardless, now we can properly focus on getting home. [ANGE, CAN YOU JUST BASK FOR ONE SECOND.]

[discernments]

... Is that the only thing you want, Dorothy?

[ Should she take that as a good thing? ]

Welcome back.

[misstrust]

Listen, Jeanne, I have been enduring violent robots... it's at the very least the first thing I want, and then we-- are having a talk!!

[ She points to her. ]

[discernments]

Eh? Violent robots?

[ Is that what the dead had the deal with? ]

I think there's some alcohol in the castle, and I'm open to whatever you want to talk about.

[ She thinks? ]

[robopriest]

Dorothy!

[He's grinning as he goes over to her.]

Lets find you some. Its what you deserve.

[misstrust]

Hansa!

[ Dorothy beams at him. Her savior. ]

Please.

[robopriest]

Lets go then. My treat. The stronger the better, I'm guessing, right?

[sacredchants]

[ guess who is also not injured anymore, hooray!! ]

Look like we really did it, huh?

[misstrust]

[ Yay healed leg buddies!! ]

Did you have any doubts, truly?

[sacredchants]

I'd be lying if I didn't have any kind of doubt.

[ non more injuries!!! non more injuries!!!! ]

[chanteuser]

[ that just makes her laugh. ]

Welcome back. Looks like we both saw it through alright, huh?

[misstrust]

Oh, just get over here and hug me.

[antaressnipe]

[Chiron was dead with her but honestly he's still going to gently pat her on the back]

[misstrust]

[ And to that, he gets a little smile. ]

Our time there wasn't very restful, was it?

[arcsplainist]

[ Before you get any, unfortunately, you'll have to deal with the force of a tiny elf barreling into you for a hug, Dorothy. At least he's small, so it's not like he force behind it is. Much. ]

[misstrust]

[ It's fine, she can take the force of a tiny elf slamming into her.

Especially because she half-expected it, and she's wrapping her arms around him. ]

That was a bit overdue, wasn't it?

[reconnective]

[...that's maybe a good sign, at least.]

Pretty sure you can have all the alcohol you want now that you're back. [if they can find it? but that's a problem for someone else.] Good to see you again.

[misstrust]

You as well.

... It wasn't really the vacation I'd hoped for, but alas.

[papasha]

[Haha.

Well, he's always had manners, so he sort of just waits his turn and stuff. He does offer her a small nod of acknowledgment.

But, like, he would understand.]

[misstrust]

[ It's fine.

Dorothy may just be trying to punch him in the face, even if she has to go onto her toes to do it. ]

You bastard.

[cuedoves]

Just couldn't stay away, could you?

[ he is smirking though........ ]

[ also burned or whatever im tired ]

[misstrust]

... Did she set a fire?

[ Where did Ange go ]