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]

It's worse the larger the build up. Like taking the brick out of a single-story, as opposed to doing the same with a skyscraper to the heavens.

[ He removes his hand, taking a moment to drink more tea. ] Yeah. "Satan" as we know it was just an angel who disagreed with God -- and Mastema, too, is an angel known as the father of evil, tempter of humans to test their faith. [ Testing faith. The thin wire. Ever-teetering. He feels like tea just won't cut it.

In the dark of his mind, he sees a small flame. That flicker, a red light, ruby bright, a beacon. Thanks, Hope Effect! It's subtle, but it helps. He huffs a quiet laugh. ]

Now, what would we do, really, without those infallibles.

[commedia]

Satan who Art As Lucifero...yes. An altogether complicated figure. How funny, that the great evil humans put forward as an adversary comes from the very good they worship! What irony!

[There's a bit of a strangely knowing smile, here. Yes...Lucifer, indeed. And he, dancing alongside the devil.]

...Infallibles? Are you thinking of something in particular?

[kokytos]

And to think, it doesn't need to be that complicated. It's like the great old question -- can God create a rock that He cannot lift? Whether true or false, the paradox proves that there are things God cannot do, but even then, people will insist.

...If God, or the gods, are all-powerful, then why create an angel that rebels, a race that is imperfect and sinful, one that can become disillusioned and go against their very creator?

[ Irony... and also, plentiful sacrilege indeed. Especially from someone who wears like, five silver crosses on their body. ]

Infallibles, you know. Like my boss. Or to speak in a more generic sense [ as in "something", ] -- "hope". No matter how low mankind sinks... it never seems to die out.