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]

[... Hm.]

I cannot imagine what your life must be like to have a friend like that.

[But she's relaxing incrementally. If he's already used to this, then... it's fine, right?]

You keep very odd company, you know that, right?

[frostythehitman]

If you're a spy, then I'm sure you can, and I'm sure you keep company just as odd.

[lecarre]

... Well, perhaps. I suppose they are just as odd, you are not wrong.

[She waves a hand.]

There isn't much point to it now, I suppose, but... I have never minded your company.

[He's refreshingly pragmatic, after all.]

[frostythehitman]

Pff, yeah, for the whole five minutes of it we had before I got killed. You're a hell of a lot better at the spying thing than me, huh?

[lecarre]

[Bucky please!!]

I have certain assets in my favor. [like her extremely cute face. She's aware of it.] Nothing you did was wrong--you were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time, and a convenient target.

It is... rather frustrating.

[frostythehitman]

Sure is. I can't really blame anyone for making the call that they did. My profile basically had 'murderer' written all over it, and I didn't exactly hide it either.

I was never really cut out for the long-term end of espionage anyway.

[lecarre]

... Hm.

I am not so sure about that. There is a certain selfishness to the choices everyone made, and not acknowledging that is just as pointless as unnecessary moralizing.

That is just how I feel about the situation.