7rings | WEEK 3 MINGLE

POPULATION: 27

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 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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...No. I can't.

Then at least let me lead you there.

[There's a strange look on their face?]

...Help the others, why don't you. But if you must...I will wait.

[What is happening.]

Alright. I'll be back.

...

[Douman just turns away, and covers their face with their hands.]

[They let out a noise that almost sounds like a strangled sob.]

[grace is unconscious, molly is dying and gojou is strangling omi and now the clown is crying

what the fuck

while all of this is happening:]

... Douman?

[what is going ON with everyone]

[ There is so much going on right now. It would've been less chaotic to have just set the ship on fire, frankly.

But he'll join Sheila after nudging Omi off. ]

We need to get them going to the medbay. [ Because he told Omi he'd do it, since Douman refused, but considering the laughing and whimpering and crying, uh. The clown appears to be a little delicate after that trip. ]

Right...

[She's so? Concerned?]

Any way I can help? And don't say with heavy lifting because, you know.

[gestures at her tiny self vs this 2 meter clown]

So long as they don't collapse, I think it would be best to let them walk under their own power. [ So that they don't, you know, lash out and hurt someone or themself further. ] We just need to make sure they're receptive to a little guidance, otherwise we might have to have four out of four unconscious people.

[ And even if he's closer in size to a 2m clown... carting said clown off sounds like

so much ]

...

I can hear you, you know.

[Just. Grumpily.]

[ Unlike Hua Cheng there is not a dry comment about thinking their hearing is gone because their eyesight is, thank god. ]

You seemed distracted. [ not like, sorry, but yk at least will acknowledge the talk ] Do you need a little longer, Douman, or are you ready to head to the medbay? Omi's gone ahead, but he was worried about you.

Was he, now.

[A bitter sort of laugh.]

No, no, take care of your loved ones. I can wait.

[ a very heavy sigh ]

He still is, if you're going to bring semantics into it. And none of the people here are loved ones, to me, but I'm still interested in your well-being. All four of you.

(no subject)

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[bends time and space to tag this]

Douman...

...Qingxuan?

[Just lifting their head. Hm...?]

Is that really you?

[...?]

Yes, it's me. [she glances at their face and like. winces a little at the lack of eyes? ...good thing they can't see!] ...how can I help you right now?

...

[A low sigh.]

Take me to medbay. I want to be able to see.

Of course.

[she reaches out to take their hand, tapping lightly on it before she just grabs it so as to not startle them.]

Let's go.

Uh. Buddy? Hanging in there?

...

[Just silence.]

[For a chatty person like them...that's incredibly unlike them.]

Yeah, that's on me. Stupid question. Anyway, let's get you healed up, okay? Then we can get you some... whipped cream. Or therapy. Maybe both. Let's work on both.

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...

Whipped cream? Sure. [A beat.] What is therapy?

Something we all desperately need, at this point. Talking about your problems with a licensed professional. Nooo idea where we're gonna find one of those, but, you know.

Sounds like a very rare commodity, this...licensed professional.

Here? It's a fucking Bigfoot. Back home, plenty, but I'd say I'm in the minority.

[ ... ]

You need, uh, a seeing eye Eleanor?

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