WEEK 0 MINGLE

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POPULATION: 37

Good morning, starshines. It is another beautiful day here on the base and it’s 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 it’s 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 happiness…it’s 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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[holeful]

[Common Room]
[Today, or really any other day, early risers may have noticed Fukuda sleeping on one of the couches. Once or twice is one thing, but it seems to just be a Thing now. Perhaps someone should ask him what's up with this?]

[Laundry]
[Well, the universe said don't let your dreams be dreams this week, and the lack of bleach is a bit troubling for Fukuda and his nice white shirt. And surely, other people could use bleach too? So he thought... he for some reason, thought he could solve this problem.

Anyway if you come into the room you might find him surrounded by stacks of Bleach by Tite Kubo, clearly at a loss.]

I... don't know what to do with all this.
[This will not clean clothes.]

[Experimental Holding]
[Haha what a fucked up room this is, huh?? Fukuda is standing in front of one of the tanks, his hand pressed up to the glass, which a particularly mournful sort of look on his face. Of course, he sees himself in the tank, but you... that's you he's looking at, isn't he. He mutters to himself;]

Hahaha... I don't think I'm familiar enough with science fiction to know what to make of this... It can't be a well, after all, there's no cockpit, no kaeru...
[Hm.]

[Wildcard]
[Hit me up for anything else or if you want a pc! I am down for whatever.]

laundry

[shiftingwinds]

[stares at fukuda

stares at the manga

stares at fukuda some more]

...I imagine you're meant to read those?

[#helping]

[holeful]

[DON'T LOOK AT HIM HE DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS.]

I'm not really a fan of shonen manga, though...
[As if that is the greatest problem at hand.]

[shiftingwinds]

"Shonen manga"?

[???]

[holeful]

[Damn that's right, she didn't know sake either.]

Ah, these books.
[He picks one up to hand to her.]

Comics meant for young boys. They tend to be stories with young protagonists with grand adventure and action, but very little lasting consequences. Optimistic sort of stories.

common room

[gamerbrain]

[ hate this, but Aoi just? climbs onto the couch to lay down with him? ]

[holeful]

[I'll hate with you because even as the company starts to rouse him from sleep, he doesn't immediately do anything about it??

When he does finally wake up proper, he still doesn't really react. This is happening in public?]

Ah, miss Aoi, good morning...

[gamerbrain]

[ it's fine? she just kind of tucks herself up against him. this is normal. ]

Morning. Why are you sleeping here?

[holeful]

I was assigned to the same room as Queen Medb, and she wanted it to herself.

[He seems slightly distraught over this, but y'know. The rooms really ought to be plenty big for two people.]

laundry!

[toesies]

[...]

I'm not an expert on those, but you're meant to read them?

[holeful]

[Please!!]

I just wanted to do laundry... I don't know where all the bleach has gone.
[Instead, all these comic books.]

[toesies]

Oh.

[A pause.]

Okay, that makes more sense. [She just thought he was an idiot? This is better and less insulting.] Have you tried vinegar and baking soda yet? It gets almost everything out of your clothes.

[holeful]

[Two things can be true.]

Ah, does that work the same as bleach? That's the sort of wisdom a kind mother would have.
[Which makes sense to him. Sheila looks like she could be that type??]

Common Room

[headmt]

[This is sad, fella. Molly is just coming over and slapping at his legs like, get up get up.]

Hup hup. Time to go. Get moving, or you're going to miss all the excitment. Also I want to sit down.

[holeful]

[Does Fukuda not generally have the aura of a sad dog? What do you expect from him. He blinks blearily before sitting up, looking not especially bothered.]

Excitement? Did something happen?

[headmt]

. . . Yes?

[Sir? You're in the Wendy's?]

You're in a strange, enchanted castle where you're supposed to fulfill your desires to earn a long-awaited prize. Welcome.

Experimental Holding

[housewolf]

[Rows and rows of himself. Is that pod empty? No, it's fine... Hm.]

A well?

[holeful]

[It takes him a moment, but then he starts slightly as if he didn't realize someone else was there.]

Ah, it's nothing. I was just thinking...

[housewolf]

Sorry, didn't mean to startle you.

experimental holding!

[touchups]

[IT'S A WEIRD ROOM!! Even Mahito's a little ??? about this room, though he doesn't seem bothered. Perhaps he does not know what a bothered is.]

Yeah? I've seen a lot of movies with stuff like this in it, but I never thought I'd see it in person.

[FASCINATING.]

--I'm guessing you're not talking about, like, the kind of well you pull water from?

[holeful]

[A pause, a delayed response. Ah, Mahito is here.]

... No. A different sort of well. Though it wouldn't really be out of place here.

[touchups]

[Mahito is here, unfortunately. Mahito is also tapping the glass like an annoying patron at an aquarium.]

Yeah? Why wouldn't it be?

common room

[mukagen]

[ ... what the fuck

Gojou will put a blanket over Fukuda (one of the many Sloth gave him). He will be back in like fifteen minutes after he makes himself a bagel.

Another fifteen minutes to let Fukuda sleep and that's it. Let's go. ]

Piercings!

[holeful]

[Everyone is being so kind. Anyway, he sits up blearily, partly confused by the blanket? He doesn't remember this.]

Ah, good morning Gojou.

[mukagen]

[ The blanket isn't important! Gojou frowns with knit brows, but the expression softens. ]

'Morning. It seems like you have a story to tell me.

[ Doesn't ask, just expects to be told. ]