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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[kokytos]

I guess you could call it a form of training.

[ It's a long story I (Lowe) wish I could tell but I CAN'T ]

Our blood is infused with the self-same abilities that the vampires themselves use -- I suppose it's akin to the saying, "fight fire with fire"?

[commedia]

The same abilities?

[But wait....ice? Blood makes sense, but...?]

Is there some risk involved? Being like them to fight them must have its dangers.

[kokytos]

The biggest danger is being the only ones capable of fighting them. Just us, no allies -- since blood breeds can turn normal humans into their thralls. Not a great outlook when a single one of them could easily overpower an entire army force on its lonesome, right?

[commedia]

That certainly sounds like a threat to behold. One against many, and the one can prevail...

[How terrible to think about.]

Surely they can't make an army of people like you to combat these creatures?

[kokytos]

Haha, no. There's just a handful of people like us, globally, sure, but it's not an easy everyday thing that happens. [ He doesn't elabourate. Blame Nightow. ]

This questioning has been awfully me-centric though, hasn't it? I feel like I know awfully little about you.

[commedia]

[nightow your LORE]

Me? Mmmmmmm? Well, ask away, ask away! I may be a bit of a coward, but shy? Well, maybe a bit of that, too. But I will answer!

[kokytos]

Really, you'd call yourself a coward? You don't have to answer what you don't want to -- I can't force you, after all.

What does an onmyouji do?

[commedia]

I am not one to present myself as something I'm not...

[A light shrug.]

Ah, yes. An onmyouji is one well educated in the art on onmyoudo. We have mastery over the five elements, and several work specially for the Heian government by their order. We can so such things as tell fortunes, exorcise evil spirits, and elucidate the mysteries of the world.

[kokytos]

[ Hmm, he's in thought. What a funny little job occupation. ]

I see, it sounds like you do a lot of work -- elements, government work, exorcism. It sounds like the work of a missionary to an extent, minus the mastery of the elements, and presumably less recruiting.

How did you come by such a job -- born into it?

[commedia]

Not at all.

[They sip at their tea.]

It wasn't like I was born into much...I hailed from Harima province, a small village. There are onmyouji who had far more at their disposal, and I...well, I simply worked as hard as I could, and developed my abilities to be the best they could be.

[kokytos]

So your abilities... they were things you could pick up and develop? Interesting.

Where I come from, while normal humans can end up crossing into the supernatural, it doesn't happen organically. Always by interference.

[commedia]

So something has to push you, hm? Like vampires pushing you all to develop ways to fight them.

But yes. These abilities were something I wasn't gifted.

[Unlike. Some people.]

[kokytos]

[ Do I sense some salt there, Douman. ]

Right. Whether it's given by a literal god, or developed through magical experimentation, or it was through a mechanical augmentation... Though in my experience, I've learned that granting sudden power to those who didn't have it before very often results in those powers being applied terribly.

[ Hum. ] But to be able to develop them from young and make them your own, and with a wide skillset like that -- impressive. I'm sure you put a lot of hard work into it.

[commedia]

[no <3]

That is true. You cannot go around throwing powers here and there, willy-nilly! Its simply foolish.

[And stooop, the compliments make them turn their gaze to their cup, as if sheepish.]

Mmmm, you are too kind. I was simply happy to do my work where I could. It was my life...at least, my previous life. I am only a Servant, now.

[kokytos]

[ press x to doubt ]

Unfortunately, the world is full of fools.

[ His brows raise, looking at Douman. Huh! Given their presence and you know, the whole Akimitsu-dono one right there, Steven didn't expect them to be so... he doesn't know, maidenly almost? ]

Oh? Who do you serve? [ What's a Servant. ]

[commedia]

Oh, truer words have never been said.

[Sometimes a clown turns out to be a little like a temple maiden for some reason? Its fine! It's fine.]

Medb. She is my Master.

[kokytos]

[ I'm so afraid on Steven's behalf for when he unlocks the clown aspect of Douman?

He looks a moment in thought, that's a familiar name -- wait, didn't he read it on the profiles in their phone? ]

The same Medb in this building with us? How fortuitous that you two arrived together... unless you signed up for it together to begin with.

[commedia]

[SOMETIMES YOU ARE JUST GETTING THE SLOW RUN OF THE CLOWN ROUTE]

Ahaha! We only met when we came here!

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[kokytos]

[ im glad im not going full clown route okay spare me this ALSO YEAH ????????????? IS RIGHT. ]

...You just met... here?
Did you see her and immediately decide to give up your old life on the spot...
[ It's okay Douman, Steven won't judge... ]

[commedia]

Ohh. Oh no, you misunderstand.

[A slight smirk.]

I am a Heroic Spirit, and must be bound to a Master. I do not know of who my Master shall be when I am summoned. But I found her, and she stated she was, and now I enact my purpose as a Servant.

[kokytos]

[ Hm? Oh, another "spirit" type situation, is it. Though, the other spirit he knows about in this place seems to be completely unleashed to anyone. How odd. A summoned spirit... ]

Is there proof of your bond? What stops people from just claiming they're your Master? [ Not judgmental, just curious. ] I assume your role as a Servant is simply to do as your Master asks.

[commedia]

She is a forceful woman, and is a figure of royalty who demands attention. She is the mark of a Master, through and through.

[haha what proof she said she was so she is now!]

Well, yes. Typically, I would be summoned for a Grail War, but here, it seems there is no war such as that to be fought.

[kokytos]

I'll take your word for it. [ He slots that valuable piece of information into his mind -- for the time being, he can assume in whatever situation that Douman will side with Medb. ]

I see. What happens when you can't find your Master?

[ Man, you have a lot to unpack, don't you. ] I'm also curious about these Grail Wars and the like, but I'm not sure if they would be an overlong topic to chat about.

[commedia]

Well, in the typical case, a Servant without a Master would disappear without the mana to support their existence.

[A nod. Time to get into Fate/ BS!! Fun!!]

It is a rather long topic, but...essentially, the Grail is an artifact that can grant any wish. People would destroy one another to have a chance at having it for one's self.

[kokytos]

[ Disappear... that would be troublesome. Let's hope nobody kills Medb I guess, because then either clown has no choice but to die or the clown spreads.

i'm so sorry for making you actually write out fate/ lore also ]

Ah. [ Yeah, it's like that clicks, makes complete sense to him. ] Men would go insane and wild for an artifact like that, yes -- I'm very familiar with those types.

So, in effect, you're the spirit of a powerful sorcerer, summoned and bound to be a pawn in a war.