WEEK 4 MINGLE

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POPULATION: 24

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 Omi Fushimi, Ashiya Douman and Trafalgar Law, 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.

Unless you're shy, of course. It seems as though your inhibitions are right back where they belong and instead this week seems...normal? Nothing seems immediately off as you go about your day, but the moment you come across another person there's the overwhelming desire to be kind. The larger your conflict is with another person, the more kind you will want to be to them. Insults can't quite make it past your lips this week, and even rude gestures are harder to display. Perhaps your kindness will even manifest in ways you don't quite expect.

Now, now. No reason to be petty.

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[toesies]

What

[Take your phone back out, binch! She wasn't done! But Sheila grabs whatever she can, which... pretty much consists of a paint knife, and some stuff to clean up their brushes as they go. Good enough?

Once they have their easel to work with, she glances at the group and— uh. Gestures at the easel while holding a brush. They still can't hear her, but maybe they can read her lips when she says:]

What now?

[fisherwoman]

[She figures out what Sheila is saying well enough, but she just kind of shrugs after a moment. Sometimes you are just a person who has never done arts or crafts in your entire life.

But she'll (unhelpfully) point at the example picture that they have, pointing at the top and then gesturing downwards. Start from the top and go to the bottom? She doesn't know how painting works, but she'll grab a brush anyways.

They have not even started yet, but the owl still pipes up, helpfully (?).]

Have any of you held a paintbrush in your lives?

[liuli]

[ he doesn't even miss a beat ]

Yes, I made it out of the pin feathers of a winged rat like yourself. Go hoot over your mother's grave and get lost.

[ HE KNEW THIS FUCKING BIRD WAS GOING TO TALK

gu yun, local bird hater, instantly feels the On Sight Urge that comes from wanting to taunt shen yi's parrot into oblivion because of this stupid owl. he takes the paintbrush and goes to start in a top corner, with very nice strokes, thank you, trying to make the painting pretty unlike any of the words coming out of his dog mouth. ]

[toesies]

[


stares at the bird.]

Oh, god. No. I don't want to deal with yoooohh, shit. I can be rude to the fucking bird!

[Talking to the void because neither Endorsi nor Gu Yun can hear her. It's okay. She will stand here looking excited and do nothing of value.]

[fisherwoman]

[She looks at the bird. She looks at the paint knife. Someone stop her. She will also sit here and do nothing of value while she thinks about whether Sheila being rude to the bird means attempted murder will be okay.

someone please save gu yun]

[liuli]

Shut up, milf! [ says the owl ] Only a talentless hack would stab first and paint later!

[ it's bold of you to think gu yun needs to be saved in this situation because he also looks deeply like that bird deserves death. the frustration curse isn't helping though. ]

Make yourself useful or I'll hang you upside down by your feet and let Endorsi carve us a meal.

[ fucking birds

anyway he grabs the paintbrush and writes in whatever pretty blue color the sky is supposed to be: ] DON'T JUST KILL IT I HAVEN'T GOTTEN TO INSULT ANYTHING IN DAYS [ on the canvas and then waves his hand in front of endorsi's face and gestures at it to get her attention. that counts as painting right ]

[toesies]

Ohh... This fucking piece of fuck owl thinks it's doing something. Fuck you, too, motherfucker.

[She sighs, content.

And then starts painting a little owl with a knife stabbed through its head in the corner of the easel.]

[fisherwoman]

[She looks at the example they're supposed to be following which includes absolutely none of these things

and then starts painting a little blood pool right underneath Sheila's murdered owl. Amazing. From the owl itself:]

Philistines!

[liuli]

[ they're doing great.

even being frustrated he can't help but snicker at this blood pool option and resumes filling in the sky or something, even if it is absolutely wrong looking and the bird is still talking. ]

Shut up, you flat feathered bastard, you don't even have opposable thumbs.

[toesies]

[She beams at Endorsi improving upon her masterpiece, and adds more blood on the owl itself.]

F-Y-I, this is totally doing it for me. I haven't been able to insult someone to their face all week.

[The owl squacks indignantly, flapping its wings and yelling: INCOMPETENT FOOLS! BUFFOONS! YOUR EXISTENCE IS A CRIME AGAINST ART.]

[fisherwoman]

[While Gu Yun remains the only useful person in this thread, she's adding a little raincloud right above the owl's head. It seems appropriate (to her).

...But after hearing the owl continue, she's gesturing towards the message Gu Yun wrote and mouthing "are you sure"? Maybe just a little stabbing. Some light owl violence.]

[liuli]

[ he's at least really good at reading lips even if its really frustrating and annoying and stupid that he has to do it

adding on in another shade of blue: ] Chase it a bit and make it work for it?

[ your existence is a crime against art, yells the bird. gu yun turns, grabs the blue paint tube, and squirts a bunch of paint at the owl. fuck you bird ]

[toesies]

[Sheila adds numerous tiny knives descending from the rain cloud. It is now a knife rain cloud.

She has nothing useful to add here. She is simply too busy mouthing FUCK IT UP at Endorsi.]

[fisherwoman]

[Sheila and Gu Yun are her new favorites. She's immediately zooming after this owl, who, before starting to fly away, shrieks:]

This is why you'll never have a career in the arts!

[Bye. Have fun painting, mom and dad.]

[liuli]

[ there she goes. gu yun emphatically draws his paintbrush through the painted words he wrote and messes them up because it's good for his frustration right now. as endorsi fucks off with the bird, he glances over at sheila.

and paint writes ] They grow up so fast.

[ at least he can still be deadpan

let him come over and attempt to paint a terrible blue endorsi next to the owl with a knife, muttering to himself when it doesnt look perfect ]

[toesies]

[She nods empathetically, sighing... Their little princess is all grown up and murdering shitty birds.

She will add a crown on Blue Endorsi's head. There, instant improvement.









This does not look even remotely close to the example image.]

[fisherwoman]

[i have nothing to add she's just still chasing this bird and laughing hideously as it flies around in a panic]

[liuli]

[ he's just going to write on the painting now. ]

Owl Talking Shit
Eats Shit Instead
Punished by the princess.
- Gu Yun, Sheila, Endorsi
Paint on canvas


[ ta da ]

[toesies]

[




adds XOXO ♥ in pink below it.

now it's perfect.]