WEEK 3 MINGLE
POPULATION: 27
Good morning, starshines. It is another beautiful day here on the base, and itβs the start of a new week!
Good thing, too. After the deaths of Steven A Starphase, Luca Valentino, Vlad Masters and Tamotsu Fukuda, 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.
Perhaps you expect this by now, but it seems that the elevator reveals that it may now visit the fourth 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.
And even easier still, your memories have stopped leaking all over the place. Goodness. What an ordeal that was, trying to explain those nasty little parts of you you never wanted to share. But speaking of sharing...sharing your indulgence isn't necessarily a bad thing, is it? After all, your aspect hasn't been a secret to anyone since your arrival. The thing about people, however, is that even though it was simple to assign you to one little sin, there may be multiple that apply to you.
This week, not only will you find yourself compelled to indulge more heavily than usual, those lesser aspects of yours will begin to rear their ugly heads. The desire to repeatedly act on your main, secondary and even your third aspects will take hold this week in new ways you normally wouldn't even consider, encouraging you to share and indulge however you want without consequence.
Who needs inhibitions anyway?
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3/3(?) cw: eye gore
Where...where is this...? Ah...ah......
[Douman shakily looks around, though..."looking" might be a strong word. Their face is completely covered in blood, streaks of it pouring down their cheeks from...holes.]
[Douman has no eyes.]
[They just reach up their hands to their own face to clutch at it, letting out a quiet, but miserable wail.]
[Well, at least the hat they have on backwards on their head looks cool?]
[Enjoy the sight of this miserable trio, everyone! It's fine.]
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anyway sqx shouts - ]
We have injured people over here! Someone help me get them to medbay!
[aaaa, she can't carry you all? what the heck?? she'll try though!]
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I can help? Holy shit.
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Come on, to the med bay, right now.
[You all look awful, where does he start?]
Can you stand? Do I need to carry you?
[To all three of them.]
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[They actually...back away? Huh.]
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Omi's voice seems to help, at least. ]
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Try not to die, I said--- one thing---
[ he just takes a deep breath and--- ]
All of you, med bay. Now. Douman, someone can lead you--- and can someone help Grace, and-- [ he just looks at Gojou like he'd half tempted to kick him, but just goes to grab his arm. ]
Up and at 'em, blue eyes. No dawdling.
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Unfortunately, Yuri, he is heavy... And more blood is just coming out. ]
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Where the fuck is Mollymauk?
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..... ]
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He was missing too, where--?
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Clear the way to the medbay! [ commander gy here to break this up and coming to immediately help the first person he can get to. ]
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It was only you three? Where's Molly?
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Where's...
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though... ]
Just three of you—?
[ ??? ]
Grace, can you hear me? I'm going to pick you up.
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One, two— three?!
[Someone explain the question mark. Anyway— they are all varying degrees of unconscious but.]
Fuck, did all of them make it out?!
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Gojou-san?! Ashiya-san, Grace-san...?!
[MINEO'S RUNNING OVER AND THERE IS SO FUCKING MUCH GOING ON OVER HERE. you're all really digging into mineo's first aid supplies as he pulls out some absorbent gauze to try to stop. someone's bleeding. anyone's bleeding.
he WILL haul people to the med bay though]
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[Just trying to bat Mineo away, though obviously they can't see a thing. More blood comes down their face, like tears.]
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what...a mess. well given the rush before and depending if anyone actually needs to be carried or not, law will be here. otherwise :| see you all in med bay. ]
lmao
It is for at least a good
solid
awful give minutes
while everyone is milling about, maybe already clearing out of the room and dragging some bleeding pals to the medbay
With a thump thereβs one more addition (as in, lump on the ground) to the crew: Mollymauk Tealeaf is also here, apparently. Showing up on time to a party is really embarrassing, honestly.
The lower half of his face is a mask of blood, pouring out of his nose and mouth, but probably the more concerning bit is the half of a golf club thatβs been shoved straight through and through his chest. Itβs a 9 iron. You can tell because the head end is the bit thatβs sticking out. Maybe donβt pull on it, because itβs currently making sure the rest of his blood stays inside blood.
Though, uh, maybe breathing isnβt super a problem when he doesnβt appear to be really breathing either. At least his eyes are still open.
(Then again, they never closed the first time, either) ]
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Sometimes you risk Gluttony's wrath because of emotions. ]
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