WEEK 4 MINGLE

[probe]

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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Comments

[bonetiddies]

Have you accepted any yet? Don't.

[headmt]

I won't.

[very quickly! I assume he can. hear the other conversations about this.]

He's still here?

[bonetiddies]

[Pointing at nothing!]

[headmt]

[looking . . . . . . . . at nothing. Then he makes a slightly sour face.]

I see. Or, actually, I don't. Because I think only you can see him at the moment, Harrow, but do believe me when I say I believe you? He sounds hideous.

[bonetiddies]

. . . Hmm. [She'll think on that for a moment, touching her hand to her temple.] Are you sure? I'm quite confident this one is real.

[headmt]

[Wild how you can't really explain the curses to people inflicted with them here. Be fucked up and weird if that was happening to him! Still just cheerful?]

Which direction is he? We can tell him to soundly fuck off. But he should leave soon on his own, I think.

[bonetiddies]

He's right there.

[But she sounds a little less confident about it?]

If this is a joke, I would like you to stop.

[headmt]

[quickly:] I'm not joking.

[Then he flips off the space?]

Fuck you, Santa Demon!

[he can be rude because its not actually another person.]

I really do think he'll leave soon, but if you want a distraction from him and his incessant gift madness, we can go do something?

[bonetiddies]

Ah. Hmm.

[That's right, isn't it? That makes sense.]

I think I would like to go lie down.

[headmt]

Cool.

[point made, maybe?]

I can talk to one of the Avatars about it, if you like. Making him go away.

[bonetiddies]

It doesn't work that way.

[headmt]

No? They'd have to stand up to my new technique: being really really annoying about it.

[bonetiddies]

If it's something wrong with me, there's nothing they'll be able to do.