Week 1 Mingle

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Good morning, starshines. It is another beautiful day here on the base and it’s the start of a new week!

Good thing, too. After the deaths of Tamaki Suoh and Beauregard, the tension around the base may be a bit higher than it was before. Should anyone try to contact the deceased or review their profiles, they will find that they have been deleted from everyone's phones.

Or maybe you don't care and this is life as usual. That's fine, too. With everything in working order once again, the elevator reveals that it may now visit the second floor. Perhaps it’s worth checking out these new areas, free for exploration.

While you can't contact the deceased, the Avatars are once again available via their eight symbols. Shoot them a message, have a chat with them, and see what you can learn. Perhaps you'll find it easier this week.

But...while adjusting to life here may be easier to handle, you may find other things which used to come easy have been tempered this week. Are you well-known for your swordfighting skills? Suddenly you'll find you can barely hold a blade. Do you pride yourself on your sociable personality? A crippling shyness may overwhelm you, making it difficult to speak to people at all. As the week goes on, it becomes clear that the special trait or skill you've invested so much time and energy in is no longer something that comes easily to you.

Looks like it's back to the basics.

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Comments

[commedia]

a. [knocks back tea] i'm rude now

[What a lovely room! Douman of course gravitates to the tea room in all its splendor. This is much more to their liking than the common room, for sure, and they instantly move to prepare some tea for themselves, except...]

[They suddenly shift over a little too fast to grab some tea, except they knock it over by accident, spilling some of the tea leaves. Douman's eyebrows furrow.]

Well, fuck.

[And almost as soon as the words leave their mouth, they slap a hand over it, looking shocked. Uh.........the clown curses now? Great?]

b. the greatest showman musical ost but its all clown honks

[Now looking much more disgruntled, Douman finds themselves in..............the circus. Of course. A jester would naturally be drawn to their place of origin. Perusing the items on the stage, they look at whoever has entered with them, picking up the top hat and putting it on.]

Hm? Do you think it suits me?

c. wildcard

[The clown shall no longer be very polite and/or graceful (haha klutz clown)! A shame. Anyways, holler at me over discord or plurk if you want PCs or want to thread out random prompts!]

a

[housewolf]

[Omi can't cook for some reason, but he figures he should be able to make tea. That's simple enough the worst thing he could possibly do is pour hot water on himself.]

Damn, what got into you?

[Omi doesn't seem quite so shocked to curse, but he's not exactly happy about it either.]

[commedia]

Nothing got into me.

[They clear their throat, obviously trying to collect themselves from that...use of a swear word. This is mortifying.]

...Uh, may I ask what got into you?

[housewolf]

[Omi has simply accepted this is life now. 0/10. Could they go back to last Monday?]

Can't cook right now. Nothin' I can do about it.

a

[enfangs]

[white laughs over douman knocking the tea over, sorry. but when douman swears, he claps? good for you, clown?]

[commedia]

[ACTUALLY HONESTLY KIND OF HORRIFIED BY THIS?]

T-this isn't something to clap about!

[enfangs]

Why not? Live your best life!

a!

[toesies]

[







ELATED GASP.]

[commedia]

[Oh no...Sheila...]

[Douman just lets out a nervous laugh.]

Can you forget I said that...?

[toesies]

No way!

[SHE SOUNDS SO HYPE.]

Come on, don't hold back. I'll even say it with you. Ffffffuuuu...?

b

[shiftingwinds]

[very seriously considering douman with their top hat...]

It's an interesting style... you're already so tall, though. That hat makes you look even taller!

[commedia]

[A laugh at that, before they go over and put the top hat on SQX's head.]

You say that like being tall is a bad thing, hm! It does suit you, though.

[shiftingwinds]

It's not, it's not! But you're so tall already - share some of that height with the rest of us! I'm shorter like this... Oh!

[well!

now she has a tophat. she stands a little straighter.]

Ahaha, does it?

a

[aubins]

[ there is a very sincere (no)





SCANDALISED

look on his face. ]

[commedia]

Yuri, please, it was just...a slip of the tongue! Yes!

[ahhhHHHHHH]

[aubins]

[ .....




..... ] Oh, I don't care about the swearing. Be careful what you're doing with the tea.

a

[callmemeg]

You kiss your mother with that mouth?

[ she's not bothered at all? but she will gladly shame douman for it. ]

[commedia]

Please disregard anything I just said...

[JUST!!! LOOKING AWAY!!! DO NOT PERCEIVE!!!!]

[callmemeg]

[ clucks her tongue. ]

I’m afraid I can’t do that. I’m a lady, you know.

b

[alteracion]

[ clown in a top hat................ ]

If you want to be known exclusively "that guy with the top hat", sure.

[ she says that like there's nothing else remarkable about douman now that he's put on a top hat. logical. ]

[commedia]

Eh? Is it really that distinctive?

[JUST SEEMS LIKE A REGULAR TOP HAT but sure. Sure.]

Seems funny to have this all out here, though.

b clown....

[nodo]

Depending on what look you're going for.

[ law should not give fashion advice, honestly. have we seen the way this man dresses? it's not exactly great. also, why is law in the circus? i have no idea.

exploring likely. ]

[commedia]

[law is here because he is also a clown]

I don't know, really! What look do you think I should go for?

b

[brightred]

I think it suits you very well. [Grell says, and it's her turn to be shy, glancing at the clown and then glancing away.]

[commedia]

You have to say the truth! Flattery is welcome, but...you know!

[But that's a very interesting look on Grell - they pause, staring down at her with interest.]

Mmm. Why are you looking away? You certainly weren't during the trial.