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WEEK 2 MINGLE
POPULATION: 32
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 Grell Sutcliff, Kaz Kaan, and HK-47, 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.
Then again...last weekend was a bit of a mess, wasn't it? Perhaps you would prefer to leave it all behind you. Lucky for you, the elevator reveals that it may now visit the third floor. It may be worth checking out these new areas, free for exploration. If you're feeling incredibly ambitious, you can also take a more in-depth look.
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.
On the bright side, all of your skills are in working order once again. Cherish your gifts, little sinners. You would hate to lose them again wouldn't you? But even if you did, you would still have your memories of them. Memories are important, aren't they? Things meant to remind you, and things to motivate you. Your most tragic, painful and even downright embarrassing memories shape who you are as a person, and this week you'll find that others will be witness to these as well. This may occur when you're in close proximity to someone, or it may be when you brush past them. Even the slightest eye contact may set off this sharing of memories, and your deepest secrets will be harder to keep.
Hide all you'd like. You can't outrun your past.
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We're supposed to find a Boar -- look for something that looks like a boar! You're on top of me anyway, so you've got vantage point!
[ Together they make like, a 7 foot disaster tower, maybe. ]
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[ she'll at least crane her neck a little and look at their surroundings... no other pigs in sight! there's, like, what appears to be a faint shimmer of light in the distance... but that is most decidedly Not a pig, so she doesn't pay it much attention, and simply settles back down to her previous position. ]
If all we need to find are some pigs, then we already did it, right? Easiest task ever!
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[ He'll at least pick up two of these darn little piglets? Squinting at them as if they have secrets, before just taking some of those deer crackers he had in his bag, and handing a pig and some crackers to Misa. ]
Here, hold them while I try to get us moving. [ He can't just toss these piglets out of the way when they're nosing at him, but they make it hard to move!! So you be the pigkeeper Misa. ]
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[ but steven the pig is MUDDY!! ... it's ok, she gets over it quickly enough, because it is a cute little baby who can do no wrong. once she balances herself in such a way that allows her to comfortably hold the pig and onto steven's shoulders, she tries feeding it a cracker... it seems to be content with this offering. ]
Hey, piggy, do you know about any bigger piggies that might help me and Stevie do our job?
[ piggy simply oinks and noms on its cracker. ]
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Now that's a first... Steven just lets Misa do her own thing and live in her own world though, as he drags himself through the mud, squinting into the distance. Where did all of these baby pigs come from?
Oh -- in the distance, he sees a sparkle, though he sees nothing there when he squints. ]
Hey, did you see that?
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See what?
[ almost as soon as she asks, though, she's answered... in the form of said sparkle appearing before them, then immediately materializing as a hulking boar. its sudden appearance is enough to shock misa, who falls from her perch atop steven's shoulders and lands in the mud with a dull plop before she disappears. meanwhile, the piglet jumps out of her arms and toward mama piggy; the other baby pigs follow suit. ]
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Because afterwards, he's about to chase after that boar. He doesn't know how the hell he's supposed to catch it, but an attempted hold is a great first choice! At least, until the boar disappears right before he can get a grasp of rough fur, in a shower of sparkles. ]
Huh? [ 7rings, he is confusion. ]
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but yeah, she'll take the offered hand as her face twists in disgust... though it very quickly morphs into confusion, too, once she watches the boar vanish into thin air. ]
Wait, where did it go? —Hey, piggies, can you tell us where the big pig went?
[ she quickly looks to the piglets, who don't seem to be fazed at all by this occurrence; in fact, their only reaction is to whine. their pouty oinks sure sound a lot like "moooooom :(" complete with frowny face... weird! ]
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You're in the middle of some kind of fuck-all mud ground, wading through small adorable little pig creatures. Their task is to capture, he presumes, that larger boar, which he thinks is now the mother of the smaller pigs if he's right. Which definitely means he made a correct judgment in not, I don't know, punting aside the pigs, just in case it made the mom mad.
On top of that, the boar has what looks like fabulous teleportation.
Oh boy. ]
Misa? [ Please give him a little bit of hope. ] You don't happen to have anything that could help us in your bag, do you?
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Huh? Weren't you the one who had the bag?
[ rip uno bag per team. ]
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Damn it. [ He mutters under his breath. ] Alright... maybe we can, uh... coax the Boar over with the piglets and the crackers instead?
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Um... well, why don't I try to lure it over here, and then you grab it from behind or something? Ooh, I wish one of us had a Sloth power, that would make this so much easier...
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Hm, alright. We can definitely try that. [ Agh, all this mud... He scoops up another piglet in his hands though, you're coming with us little guy. ] Let's see if we can find a spot that's a little more shallow, so it's not as hard for me to chase it down.
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God, I am taking a long shower after we're done here... also, remind me to never get any kind of mud-related spa package, ever!
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[ He agrees on the shower part, though. He's had his fair share of getting covered in worse things, like viscera and stuff, but he'd rather just not be covered in anything if he can help it. ]
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[ the TRAUMA, steven, sheesh!! meanwhile, one of the pigs starts snorting and sniffing the air—not a second later, the boar appears again in a flash of sparkles, maybe twenty feet away from the ragtag group. misa gasps and sticks her hand in the bag for a fistful of crackers, watching mama boar carefully to see what it's planning on doing... but to at least break the silence: ]
Why sparkles, anyway... doesn't that take away the whole point of being sneaky?
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[ HE'S TRYING TO HELP YOU FEEL BETTER MISA, GOD. As much as a 32-year old tired man can, while covered in mud, eyes on the prize: a sparkly pig. He slowly and quietly shuffles behind the boar, as he drops his voice as to not alert anything. ]
Who even knows... maybe it's a handicap so we can at least know when or where it teleports.
Or, you know, they're just messing with us again.
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mama boar snorts suspiciously, but misa tries to make a calming gesture with her free hand. ]
I'm not hurting it, I promise! Look, it loves these things, don't you, little guy?
[ now she offers some crackers to the pig, who happily noms them up. the boar watches carefully, now intrigued by the offer... as misa looks out of the corner of her eye and nods to steven. mama is distracted!! ]
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Steven and the Boar disappear! But then they both reappear just a couple of feet away, Steven still holding on even though he's yelling, getting dragged through the mud. Then, the Boar seems to have made a change in plans... ]
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It takes a few seconds until Steven rises back out of the mud like some swamp man. Comically, he blinks the mud out of his eyes, and just sits there like he's got no clue what the fuck just happened or what he did to deserve it.
Why?
His hair, his pretty face??? ]
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in any case, she hustles over to him as fast as she can, letting the pig in her arms slip into the bag. as it munches on the treats like a kid in a candy shop, she looks his mud-covered self over for a few moments before trying to locate the boar... it is nowhere to be seen. hm! another beat passes before she offers, ]
... Do you think it counted if you caught it for a minute? They never said we had to bring it back.
[ loopholes! ]
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[ He sounds like his soul's left his body. He does, at least, seem blissfully uninjured... unless you count his bruised pride as an injury. ]
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Well, I'm going to tell Greedy-pie as much, and if they argue... I'll just cry at them! And maybe get Lala to back me up on it!
[ . . . ]
Wait, why were there crackers in the bag to begin with?
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He gets out of the mud and fruitlessly tries to wipe some off, looking down into the bag with the piglet in it... ]
I don't even know. Come on, let's get out of here, I'll gladly take that loophole.
[ Task: Success?! ]