WEEK 0 MINGLE

[probe]

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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[niceguyferatu]

Ah, but what could I possibly have to complain about?

I merely count this as an opportunity to become acquainted. What may I call you?

[probe]

You may call me Despair.

[they answer almost idly, still hovering, most of their attention still on the sky (or what passes for it)... but when they continue, they sound faintly amused.]

I understand you earned Wrath's ire in near-record time-- are you quite certain you wish to become acquainted with more of us?

[niceguyferatu]

[ Vlad's expression sours just a bit at the mention of Wrath, but smooths out easily enough. ]

Surely not all of you are the same. I had a very enlightening talk with...I believe it was Envy. I won't hold you accountable for the actions of your...colleagues? Friends?

[probe]

We have been told we are more alike than we care to consider, though neither of us fully agrees.

[they shrug, waving one clawed hand.]

But 'colleagues' is likely the closest term, yes.

[niceguyferatu]

Hmm, not very close then?

I also must admit, I'm rather curious--all the others fit the classic seven sins. But despair is a new one. The odd one out, if you will. How did you come to claim this particular name?

[probe]

I would not call myself close with any of them, no.

[they are very much not friends.]

As for my sin, there were once others, later combined into sloth and pride. The first of the two was not quite despair, but was related to melancholy; for our purposes, it became the sin I now represent.

[niceguyferatu]

Hmm, fascinating. Why despair and not another one of those older sins, then?

[probe]

The other was less suitable, and much closer to an existing sin. I preferred not to share.

[niceguyferatu]

Mmm, I see. It sounds like these were relatively new choices for you all. Were you not always...the embodiments of these sins?

[probe]

Perhaps we simply made these decisions upon our formation. I have, I am sure, existed for longer than you would assume.

[niceguyferatu]

Formation meaning...birth?

And how long have you existed, then, if you're so sure?

[probe]

Long enough.

[that comes with a vague wave of their hand.]

I believe the profile you have on me contains some estimation, does it not?

[niceguyferatu]

Ah, yes. [ He pulls up the profile to remind himself. ] "Older than sorrow." Forgive me if I don't find poetry to be a real answer.