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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[WELL. THERE'S A LOT HAPPENING HERE. THIS IS A WEIRD TEA TIME. Mahito moseys over once he spots Douman's tea guest, curious funky cat that he is, and immediately seats himself at this table of fools.

After like, half a heartbeat which is a remarkable amount of hesitation for him, he also reaches out to touch one of the hands of said skeleton-like figure. A second or two of silence...]

...Huh. Sleeping?

[commedia]

...Yes.

[Says Douman - they open their eyes to look down at Mahito, smiling pleasantly. Nice to have a funky flea cat join them!]

Akimitsu-dono really is the type to like his rest...and with everything else, I am not surprised he's taking his chance to get some more sleep.

[touchups]

[Gently... easing his hands away from Akimitsu-dono. He misses the smile from Douman, if only because he's currently having a staring contest with Akimitsu's one single demon eye.]

That soounds boring. [Sleep is, like, okay at best. Only okay!! Anyway, since he's rude, he gestures at the tea cup.] Hey, if he's not going to drink his, can I have it?

[commedia]

No. [They say, firmly.) I will pour you your own.

[And here is a cup for Mahito! Looks like they were prepared. Douman pours some hot tea into it and slides it over.]

[touchups]

[His very own cup...

Cup thievery seems like more fun, but he will accept the one offered, even if all he does is settle it nicely in front of himself without actually taking a sip. This is a very stupid tea party.]

You're ready to host a whole table, huh?

[commedia]

Not a whole table, but this humble priest would be lying if they said they didn't expect some visitors.

[It's a WONDERFUL tea party, excuse you!!! Anyways, Douman, content, just sips at their tea.]

[touchups]

Why, because no one likes making their own tea?

[He prods at his cup a little, propping his chin up with the heel of his palm.]

Or because you make really, really good tea or something?

[commedia]

No, no! Because people are curious, Mahito.

[And a smirk over at him.]

You came up because you were curious, weren't you?

[touchups]

[Ah. WELL. CALLED OUT, DAMN. There's a beat before he laughs, holding his hands up.]

I was, I was! He looks a little like a cursed corpse, so I wanted to get a closer look.

[commedia]

Well, you'd be right about that. Akimitsu-dono is a spirit bound to this curse of a body.

[touchups]

[Looking back toward Akimitsu-dono.......]

Oooh. [HM.] I wonder where they put him?

[The spirit, that is. Even without his Soul Eyes, he's assuming it's just fuckin gonezos since apparently everything supernatural is.]

[commedia]

I don't think that he's anywhere, but I think he's sleeping. He won't wake up.

[Terrible. Akimitsu needs to WORK. PUT IN THE SPIRIT HOURS]

[touchups]

[He

gently reaches out again

to touch Akimitsu's little demon arm.]

It's too bad. I want to meet him when he's awake...

[commedia]

[Akimitsu just stares, unmoving. Wow, invasion of personal space.]

Maybe you will, in time. One can hope. I think you'd like him.

[touchups]

[And this is Mahito at his least invasive, terribly. It's a light touch, at least! One that doesn't last long. He's like a fuckin bug that just gets a feel for things with his antenna hands instead of his functional eyeballs.]

Maybe! Cursed corpses are a little harder to predict than other things. If you like him, I'm sure he's fine.