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WEEK 0 MINGLE
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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but dammit Kaz, you've appealed to Vlad's desire for leadership and praise. so. ]
Ugh! Very well.
[ he's gonna sacrifice the least valuable article of clothing on him: socks. He pulls off his shoes, removes the socks, and balls them up. Then he rolls up his sleeves (and his pant legs too, for good measure), and jams the sockball where he thinks the hole is. ]
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Now start bailing.
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Yes, maybe you could use your shoes?
[a mechanical spider climbs on to his arm. he brushes it off without looking.]
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[ Anyway Vlad will try to edge his way out of the boat, but his bare tender sensitive feetsies will brush up against...a rock? Some pebbles?
Oh jesus no, these things have legs and they are MOVING
Vlad yelps in surprise and practically launches backwards into the boat, sending it rocking violently. ]
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What the hell are you---
oh fuck! [Yeah she just looked out of the boat why are the walls like, crawling with spiders(?)?]
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[kaz gapes at the hideous scenery, and actually makes a reflexive attempt to launch off some magistocratic magic—nothing.]
Ahh, this sucks! Fuck the boat—let's get out and flip it over, so it covers our heads!
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There are already spiders in the water as it is, what do you think I was reacting to?!
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[he yells it almost in sync with grell, gripping at his own seat with white-knuckled hands.]
This is insane![every time a tiny mechanical spider draws near, he hits it with a brand-name leather loafer. there's an electrical-sounding crunch, and the smell of sizzling ozone.] Doesn't this thing go any faster?!
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He literally kicks it into high gear, so like. Enjoy the chaotic jostling of this boat as it speeds up. ]
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every time she sees one she smacks it, and then the boat turns into a speedboat and she's mostly just clinging for dear life. Sorry but anyone behind her is getting smacked in the face with all of her hair.]
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Puah! Are you serious right now? [he brushes it out of his eyes, his mouth, and turns to his seatmate, glancing back behind them at vlad, and the TUNNEL O SPIDER]
At least tie it--Aarhgh!
[nickelodeon gak dumps down comically out of nowhere. all over kaz. all over his nice loafers. into the bottom of the boat, mixing with the water that's pooling around their ankles.
from this, the vibration of the motor, and just like. water soaking through it as a matter of course. vlad's socks pop out of their hole.]
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And then his wet socks pop out of the hole and smack him right in the face. wonderful.
Vlad doesn't even bother trying to look--between the socks, the whipping hair, the slime, and the wind, he knows he won't be able to see shit. ]
Is there an end in sight?!
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Don't run us into a wall! [She has water on her glasses she cannot see a thing.]
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[it's a wail of despair as he wipes gak out of his eyes, flicking it accidentally on to both grell and vlad with zero awareness.
wait]
Oh, were you talking about the tunnel? It's--oh shit!
[the 'oh shit' is mostly in reaction to... well, that the water coming in is no longer water. but tiny mechanical spiders.]
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[ in the meantime, he'll peel one sock off his face and start whipping it around to try to smash spiders out of his face as they fly by him. ]
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I can't see shit!
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[kaz is whole hog flailing his shoes at this point, hitting anything even vaguely spider-shaped.]
This is easily stacking up to be one of the worst days of my life!
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but, for the sake of spicing it up, i am going to say that there's a teeny tiny lil waterfall along the path. and at the speed they're going, it means they absolutely FLY off the edge, fully airborne along the river's path.
everything is in slow motion and vlad watches his life flash before his eyes--and also before this endless stream of fUCKING SPIDERS ]
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The boat shoots off the waterfall and lands with a shuddering thump. That can't be good for the hole in the boat.]
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i have rolled a die, and it has told me that the motor, such as it was, has now detached from the boat.
in a way, this is good! there was spiders on it. in another way, this is bad! vlad is holding a detached motor in his hands, which is still on full power.
kaz does the thing you're told to do on airplanes when there's a water landing, and covers his head with both hands.]
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with a very inelegant yell, Vlad jolts under the weight of suddenly having to support the motor himself. He overcorrects and ends up swinging it overhead, motorblades at the bottom still whirring away at top speed.
watch out, motherfuckers. he's got a makeshift chainsaw now.
at least it can cut through the spiders, probably, right? ]
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[Grell hears that noise and looks back, while ducking.
And gets slime to the face.]
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Ah! Oh my god, this is cuckoo bananas!
[kaz still has his head down while screaming this, but he does steal a peek up
and when it becomes completely clear that vlad is not doing anything to control the flying motor, he just
attempts to push him overboard?
it's not a yeet. it's more of a scram. this is fine.]
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[ Vlad doesn't have time to say more than that, because Kaz's shove throws him off balance, and as he falls one way, his arms fall the other way, dropping the spinning motorblades right down the middle of the boat itself, cutting off....oh, let's say the front third of it or so.
Vlad has fallen overboard and is now drowning with the spiders. But it's not like the boat is faring any better either, at this point. ]
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