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]

[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.

[bisouled]

Hehe. Thanks.

[ she links her hands behind her back. ]

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

[lecarre]

[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.]

[bisouled]

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

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

[lecarre]

[phew.

her lips twitch a bit.]

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

[bisouled]

You're good at it. I had no clue at all until I got down there. You should have seen the look on my face.

[ she's casual enough, but in reality, it was actually pretty shocking to see ange murder dorothy without hesitation... ]

[lecarre]

[Well... Ange just shrugs a little at that, shaking her head.]

... That is what I am.

[A little awkwardly:]

But... I did not derive any pleasure from fooling everyone here. It was just... part of the job.

[bisouled]

[ at that, Fiora tilts her head, giving Ange a gentle look. ]

So... We're still friends, then?

[lecarre]

That is--

[listen, despite herself, Ange looks absolutely startled at that for a moment.

Then she clears her throat.]

Spies do not have friends.

[what are...FRIENDS.....]