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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[sengokus]

[ . . . . his brow furrows.]

Okay.

Want me to bring you there? Or - room first, to get changed?

[he at least figures he's stronger than sheila and the... gunk isn't good]

[bonetiddies]

I need to find my sword.

[Apparently that's the first priority.]

[sengokus]

[ . . . . . he just

glances at her leg]

.... I don't know how far you'll get right now, Harrow-san.

Let's get you somewhere you can rest - but you can tell me what your sword looks like, and then I'll try to find it. Deal?

[bonetiddies]

No.

[Sorry she's like this!!!!]

I can tolerate these injuries. They aren't life threatening.

[sengokus]

[she's realLY LIKE THIS - but he'll at least offer his arm out so she can lean on him and not on sheila for this conversation]

Then where the hell do you need to look for it?

[HE DOESN'T WANT TO ENTERTAIN THIS HARROW YOUR LEG]

[bonetiddies]

I had it before we were sent there - I was in my room, so perhaps. . .

[She's hoping it's there! So she will just start trying to stumble off in that direction whether or not he's cooperating.]