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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Comments

[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.

[holeful]

[Wow he meant something new!!??]

When you put it like that it sounds more like a fantasy premise than a science-fiction one.

[headmt]

[what the FUCK is a science fiction. Whatever.]

Not exactly my fantasy. I think that’d involve more delightful people with plates of fruit. Also being able to go outside. But that’s just me.

[holeful]

Do you want people to feed you fruit, Mollymauk? I'm sure that's something that could be arranged.

[Outside less so. Besides simulated outside.]

[headmt]

I wouldn’t turn it down? Are you volunteering?

[This is mostly just a mindless response.]

Say, why are you sleeping on the couch. I mean, I’ve passed out outside of my room, but you’re always in here.

[holeful]

I could. It's not like I have anything else to do.
[People sleeping on couches typically don't.]

Medb wanted the room to herself, so I'm sleeping out here.

[headmt]

Don’t make it sound like something you’d do to just waste an afternoon.

[okay, laughing a lot because. Yeah. that tracks.]

Ah, yes. In that case I’d just continue out here. I wouldn’t cross her for all the gold in the world.

[holeful]

You think so too? I'm not sure what it is, but there's something about her that makes me not want to anger her.

[Which is funny given he's like a foot taller than her.]

[headmt]

That something is an ethereal quality, hard to describe, but I understand it well.

[Thinking.]

Could be how she's short enough to be close to the groin area if she did decide to attack.

[holeful]

I just chalked it up to being royalty. I haven't met someone like that before.

[He doesn't want to think about her kicking anyone in the groin.]