WEEK 3 MINGLE

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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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Comments

[toesies]

You'd call someone rat out of affection?

[Just ??? at Greed, while accepting she will totally have to wash her face again after this. Maus has earned himself extra scratchies.]

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Not a rat, a mouse. [there's a pause.] It's a language interpretation thing. "Mauschen" didn't have quite the same ring to it, nor did Mausebar.

[toesies]

[...

SLOWLY, WITH FEELING:]

Oh, my.

[That is so pretentious, holy shit.]

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[...

yes.]

What?

[toesies]

[She

gently cradles Maus in her arms.]

It's okay, sweetie, things could have been so much worse.

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[maus is busy wagging his tail like a traitor and licks sheila's arm instead.

greed, meanwhile, isn't entirely sure what to do here.]

...are you quite done?

[toesies]

[She hums, thoughtfully.]

Probably! Can't get a lot of millage out of this one, huh.

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You cannot. [thank you very much.]

[toesies]

For now.

[She will find A Way.]

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Mrs. Hammond, may I please have my dog back?

[they have no doubts she will find a way but also. but also!!]

[toesies]

[...

just this face as she continues to pet the dog.]

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...Maus, come here.

[unfortunately the dog is very well trained which means there's a lick to sheila's face again before he wriggles his way out of her arms and dashes to greed's side, tail wagging.]

[toesies]

[... HUFFS AND POUTS.]

Petty.

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[there's a shrug before they scoop down to pick up the dog with one arm.]

Perhaps. [and there's a nod.] Another time then.

[and they're just? walking off? goodbye i guess.]

[toesies]

[sticks her tongue out as they walk away

binch she will come for your ass later]