WEEK 0 MINGLE
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Good morning, starshines. It is another beautiful day here on the base and itβs the start of a new week!
After the events of the day before and the meet and greet provided by four new Avatars, you may find yourself wondering how you can get in touch with them again. Fear not. One look at your handy dandy cell phone will reveal eight new contacts added to your directory. Feel free to shoot them a message. You may be surprised.
But before you get too far, perhaps itβs worth checking out the base once more. Those locked rooms from the days before have been unlocked, free for exploration. In addition, should occupants visit the central elevator they will find the elevator in working order (and flame-free) and that a new floor has opened. Take a look, familiarize yourself, and make yourself comfortable. Life on the base is a happy place.
And speaking of happinessβ¦itβs funny. For the rest of the week, all who reside on the base will be inflicted with little feelings of hope and happiness, a belief that they can manifest almost anything. This week, all will discover that any mundane thing they hope for will be at their disposal...though do be careful. Those small wishes may come to fruition in ways you don't expect. For example, wishing for a year's supply of sushi may net you one astronomically large sushi roll. An eyeshadow palette may provide you with samples of actual colored eyelids. And a punching bag could be mistaken for a bag full of confetti instead.
May all your hopes and dreams come true, everyone.
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[ first thing's first -- yuri heads to the gym as early as he can on monday morning. for lack of any kind of striking dummy, or anything traditionally used for target practices he's... whaling on what looks like a punching bag. with a nerf-foam sword.
his moves seem natural, and practiced. there's nothing to suggest he's not done this before, just that he's keeping up abilities rather than letting them atrophy. the most notable thing about this thought, is that the nerf-form sword is vaguely dick shaped.
he'll stop once he's done with a round of blows, lowering the tip of the "blade" to point at the floor. ]
... Can I help you? [ ...
oh.
he waves the sword slightly. ] Better than wrecking the furniture for an alternative, don't you think?
b. planetarium
[ he's just stood in the middle of the room, staring directly up at the "stars". it's like he's never seen anything like it, which isn't exactly true. but whatever it is he's seeing, it's still impressive. especially given he was definitely inside just a moment ago.
either way, it'll take him a moment to notice someone coming into the room alongside him, and another momnent to blink himself out of his staring. ]
Is this another technology thing I know nothing about? Because it sure seems like it.
c. simulations
[ when you walk into the simulation room it's... notably nothing like it might look if you'd walked in here before yuri got here. the room is dark, dimly lit, and full of dark, candlelight corners, and towering underground walkways that show strangely clear signs of life peppered throughout them - from market stalls in one hall, to a smattering of tables and chairs in another corner.
but only for a moment.
as soon as yuri, stood at the console, realises someone else is in the room with him, the whole image flickers and changes, twisting from the dark, underground scene to one much greener, and brighter, almost like a different place all together. there's life here too, with people milling around in dark, matching uniforms; or running past you in a panicked blur, notes and weaponry tucked under their arms. ]
Curious about this place too? It seems like some kind of illusion, but it can't be, can it?
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[it's pretty, though! she smiles, glancing from the stars, to yuri, and back to the stars again.]
You can see the stars at night, of course, but this is something else!
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It's almost more impressive than a machine with endless food options, I'll give it that. [ ALMOST. ]
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[cute.
she has a soft spot for guys who like food, though.]
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Surely in a place like this, you donβt have to resort to playing with yourself, right?
[stop stop stop stop stop]
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Sometimes the only person you can trust to do it right is yourself.
[ no it's too late now. we're in this hell. ]
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Like an illusion? ... That'd explain a few things, at least.
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Do you like it?
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Instead of just going out and looking up at the sky?
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.... light pollution?
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i! becks your numbering
And then she hums, in the tone of someone who's trying to figure out if that greases their engine or not.]
Mm, sure. And you can't stab yourself if you give it a swing in zero gravity, so that's another plus.
oh i forgot my own numbering
[ he laughs, and taps it against his arm. ] Might be able to bruise someone if I try real hard, but... definitely safer than the alternatives.
[ sheila you are not wrong. ]
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[Also: Might be someone's kink? You just don't know.]
Where did you get it from, anyway? [She was a little distracted when Wrath pulled out the dicksword. It's fine.]
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. . . I'm sorry. I'm interrupting you.
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anti-sun. got it. his hand's still on the panel, so it doesn't take much to turn the same scene from daylight to nighttime. better? ]
Nothing that I can't afford to have interrupted. Don't worry about it.
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i!
ANYWAY WOW THAT'S IMPRESSIVE. Good use of a vaguely dick-shaped sword, 10/10. He's perched on one of the pull-up bars, which has become one of his favorite places to sit instead of actually using it for any form of working out, but he's been watching Yuri with mild interest for a little bit.
At the question, he blinks, head canting to the side.]
Huh...? I guess! [HE ONLY GUESSES. It's fine, their furniture is still mostly in one piece miraculously, it can surely take a beating. Then:] Hey, you look like you've been doing this kind of stuff for a while.
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in this house we ignore the gremlin in the room for as long as is possible. just until it get Uncomfortable. still, conversation has been made now. ]
Might be because I have. Or, relatively speaking.
[ but maybe not with a dicksword. ]
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Are you saying you would?
[ Wreck the furniture if he didn't get this kind of sword. ]
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[ he's resting the dicksword (dicword?) against his shoulder now. just casual like. ] But there's something to be said for being resourceful.
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What else would it be?
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It feels very real. Unnervingly so. That, and no one else here is using magic, so...
[ is this a tech thing? ]
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c im getting becks cr this game i swear it
Can you make it go back to the first place?
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No can do.
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