Week 1 Mingle

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POPULATION: 35

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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[niceguyferatu]

[ he waves a hand dismissively ]

Not a change, but a different side to oneself. It's not as though you haven't already seen it. It's not as though plenty here haven't already seen it.

[holeful]

......


[He's confused.]
It?

[niceguyferatu]

[ chuckling lightly: ]

Intimacy does lend itself to honesty, does it not?

[holeful]

[FROWNING MORE??]

I don't know what you're talking about, Mr Vlad?

[niceguyferatu]

Do you not remember our little...tryst...a few nights ago?

[ as if to emphasize his words, one side of his robe falls open wider to fully expose his tiddy, nipnop and all. ]

[holeful]

...














I think you're misremembering?
[He's unmoved by the nipple exposure.]

[niceguyferatu]

I most certainly am not.

[holeful]

I haven't been drunk enough here to not remember who I've slept with, Mr. Vlad.

[UNLESS??? THAT'S NOT WHAT TRYST MEANS? He's pretty sure.]

[niceguyferatu]

Hmm. Well, one of us is misremembering, and it's certainly not me. Besides, forgetting is much more plausible than inventing a fake memory wholesale.

Ah, such a shame that you've forgotten though...! Perhaps I should give you a refresher?

1/2

[holeful]

[Fukuda is weighing his options.]

2/2 i hate you lisa

[holeful]

Okay. Sure.

[niceguyferatu]

Perhaps we should take this somewhere more private then, hmm?

[holeful]

Aah. Though, it will have to be your room.

[His room situation is complicated.]