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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Comments

[lecarre]

[they are just kind of like this.]

... I am a liar. [...] But I suppose this is the closest thing I have to "myself".

[laid]

[Raven smiles sadly because wow the vibes here.... He doesn't want to talk about them here in the midst of Happy Reunion but Noted.]

... Y'know, I can't say I'd have gone so quietly if it'd been me and not Schwann, but I'd have been stuck bein' that guy for weeks if I hadn't died, so.
[He won't say thanks, but he will imply it. So Ange can feel less bad.]

[lecarre]

... That that is the case was a happy accident, but...

[... It's nothing she deserves to be given any sort of kudos for, but she will at least accept that now is maybe not the time for these big serious chats.]

Well, regardless, you are back now. I hope it has been restful wherever you have been.

[laid]

[Hmmmmm.]

It was pretty quiet at the start, and Miss Sharon took good care of us. But the more people that showed up the less restful it got.
[Some real tiresome people in the graveyard!!!]

[lecarre]

... That does sound like Sharon. Remaining herself even past the end... [Good for Sharon.]

Still, you do end up sounding terribly old when you speak like that.

[laid]

Well ain't that appropriate? I am old, Ange.

<small.[Sir you are 35.]

[lecarre]

Hardly. You are simply acting older and rather buffoonish as if to make yourself seem less threatening or concerning.

[SHE GETS IT.]

[laid]

[Why do you people never tell me to fix my html. My crimes are immortalized.]

Maybe I just like acting this way better?
[He won't deny she's right because of reasons but he also won't directly admit it.]

[lecarre]

[Well, that's fair. She'll take his deflection for what it is, shrugging a little.]

Perhaps that is the case.

There are worse attitudes, I suppose.

[laid]

You know what they say, if you say something enough times, it feels like it becomes true.

[He just chose to have this personality instead of Schwann and now he's more Raven than Schwann!!]