redactable | 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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[ fiora!! is here!! and not dead, hooray! the toaster might be, because it's not with her.

She looks ... slightly shaken, to say the least, but once they come out and she's in a very different place than she was previously, she dares to hope a little bit. ]

Did it actually work...? Are we back?

[H...HI FIORA......]

... Yes, you are. You can, at least, rest assured on that count.

[ ANGE......... Fiora blinks, then looks very obviously like she's not sure how to address her - but only for a moment.

She's still just Ange, right? Whatever else might have happened... ]

Thank goodness. All that time, we never really had any proof. Or I didn't, at least. [ she shakes her head, then smiles. ] Glad that you made it, Ange.

[Fiora is still too nice... the nice ones are the hardest ones to be around, because Ange irrationally feels like apologizing.

But she's not going to do that. She did what she wanted to do.]

Well... I suppose I could say the same. It is... not so bad to see you back and well, Fiora.

Hehe. Thanks.

[ she links her hands behind her back. ]

So... Do you have any more big secrets, or was that it?

[please don't give her these openings, it's horrible, i hate this]

I am an extraterrestrial from the Black Lizard planet. I am also a world champion badminton player, though I am on holiday from the sport. I also often enjoy spending my time learning to juggle different types of fruit.

[I'M SORRY THESE ARE ALL LIES SHE IS LYING. OUTRAGEOUSLY.]

Well, I see you've got a sense of humor, now, too.

[ it's ok, fiora's not that easy... ]

[phew.

her lips twitch a bit.]

... In reality, I am only a spy. That is all there is to me.

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—Fiora!

[ hewwo. Alphinaud waves her over. ]

Unless mine eyes deceive me, 'twould appear you truly are!

Alphinaud!

[ ELF FRIEND. she waves back, running over to him. ]

I'm so glad! I mean -- I'm not, but I'm happy to be alive. And I am glad you made it out okay, too.

You needn't worry of me, Fiora. Though I have been on... something of a journey, you have been put through far more than myself, I would wager!

You could say that. Not sure I'd call it a "journey" as much as a gauntlet, but I made it. Anyway, it's hard not to worry about you! You just seem so delicate.

[ he's like a little fancy cake... he needs to be protected. ]

D—delicate?

[ no........ ]

I assure you I am much more hardy than any impressions you may have been led to believe!

Hehe. There's nothing wrong with that, you know.

[ her preferred type of boy, tbh ]

You must be, though! You made it all the way.

... Hah. I would call it luck more than resilience, in this case. But I suppose it worked out, in the end.

[ Jeanne does not actually approach Fiora because she doesn't want to force her presence on her, but

She is also not afraid and willing to be there if Fiora actually wants to say or do anything because of

you know.

She wants to give Fiora the choice. ]

... Avoiding me?

[ she can't help but smile a little. There's no way this won't be an awkward conversation, but Fiora is Fiora; she'll just approach it head-on like she does with everything else. ]

You don't have to. It's okay.

I wanted to give you the choice. If you wanted more closure in any form, I would offer it to you.

[ However Fiora would want it. ]

It may not be worth much, but I am sincerely glad to see you return.

No... It's okay. I don't want anything. I mean, of course I'm upset about what you did, and about it not being a fair fight... I didn't want to die. I don't know why it had to be me, either. But... I guess it had to be someone, the way things turned out.

[ in her opinion, it's nothing short of a miracle that they actually all "won" this game, with its awful rules; there had to be another way. she still believes that. but it's too late for that now, and the damage has been done. ]

I know you were just trying to do what you thought was right. I can't get mad at you for that.

Of course you can be mad. I still killed you, Fiora.

[ That is enough reason to be mad or upset, no matter how necessary Jeanne thought it was. She didn't think her action to kill was wrong in the overall scheme of things, but Jeanne also doesn't think murder is right. It's nothing that can be so cleanly cut between right and wrong. ]

There was no right choice here, not in the sense that I think you're thinking of, and I will acknowledge that as much as anyone.

Call it whatever you want, then - you were doing what you thought was best.

[ despite the allowances being given, Fiora doesn't seem particularly angry. It's been two weeks, and Jeanne is obviously penitent about what happened. The same can't be said for ... ]

I already decided to forgive you when I woke back up. So there's no changing my mind.

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[ There's a beat, as Jeanne decides how she wants to process and reply to that. ]

You are kind, Fiora. If that's how you feel, I can only accept it.

[ After all, it's her right, and Jeanne won't take that away after taking away her life. ]

[ The toaster is still killing me please someone doxx it.

But no, Hua Cheng isn't particularly focused on the toaster at the moment - instead, he will. Actually! Welcome Fiora! He looks tired, and is still very much down an arm, but it's fine. ]

You're back. Whatever you went through, you've made it.

[ MYSTERY OF THE HIDDEN TOASTER...

at his appearance, she actually looks a little bashful. ]

Yeah, somehow. I'm sorry - I wasn't much help to you at all.

You are! I'm glad to see you, Fiora!

[he waves shyly but enthusiastically from a respectful distance]