WEEK 4 MINGLE

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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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[maelstroms]

[ Ming Yi is staring directly into the void, far better off but still a little displeased with existing at the moment. ]

Consider this a good opportunity for indulgence, Meg.

[ suffer with us ]

[fatalattraction]

[ while misa would normally be a good little genki who pulls the team together, the stars apparently decided that's not going to be the case! she's vibing over by an unused pottery wheel, looking at her hands. ]

Mm, pass! Misa just did her nails.

[callmemeg]

[ she wants so badly to say something mean but the nice effect, ]

And they look beautiful.

[ ...meg is so tired. she glances back at ming yi, expression sour. ]

Alright, enlighten me. How is pottery supposed to be indulgent?

[maelstroms]

[ He can practically feel a twinge of a headache, looking at Misa and having to say nothing at all. ]

... you're suffering, aren't you? [ It's not... mean, since it's just a fact. Ming Yi massages his temple. ] Fine. Fine, let's just get this over with. It's not the worst of the three we've dealt with so far.

[fatalattraction]

[ this is such an awful group i'm crying. whining is basically all misa knows how to do right now, so she doesn't move an inch from where she's sitting, puffing her cheeks out at the other two. ]

I don't even know how to use one of these things... what if I hurt myself because I don't know what I'm doing?

[callmemeg]

[ who allowed this group to happen. they are getting nothing done because meg just lets out a soft, prolonged uuuuuuuugh and sinks to the floor. ]

Despair is the worst.

[ she can only say this because despair the npc isn't here but at least ming yi can have the satisfaction(?) of being right. ]

[maelstroms]

[ To Misa, he comments... with a slight strain, he is dying inside: ] You can use your foot on the pedal, if I understand this correctly. Your nails will be fine.

[ being nice is suffering, but he reaches and combs his fingers across the top of Meg's head as she slumps ]

I know. [ WE'LL BE FINE, PROBABLY, he's going to get the clay ]

[fatalattraction]

So... I press the pedal, and you guys do the actual sculpting? That should count, right?

[ she doesn't want to do work, period! ... but fine, she's not a sloth, she GUESSES she can do that much. ]

[callmemeg]

[ she leans into the touch a little but doesn't move otherwise. she can advise from the floor, where she holds up the example! ]

It's an amphora.

[




that should count, right ]

[maelstroms]

Apparently while I do the actual sculpting. Happy to help.

[ At least he's more resigned than annoyed. But he has the clay, and drags the table closer to where Misa is sitting because by god him, he's going to. Get them through this. ]

Try the pedal, and we'll go from there with the - [ a glance ] - amphora.

[fatalattraction]

[ though misa smiles (kind of), it's not hard to see how strained her expression is as she looks over at meg. and my is just enabling her...! ]

Thanks for your help!

[ ... she at least can push the pedal with little to no problem, though. godspeed, ming yi, please save us all. ]

[callmemeg]

[ ming yi is the real victim here today because meg is just groaning softly at the noise ]

You know how to do it, right?

[maelstroms]

[ she's hungover, she can have like, another fifteen minutes of favoritism ]

You could always offer some guidance, since you know what the pottery itself is.

[ ... Misa gets a. Pat. On the head. With a not-clay hand, despite his innate desire to be a deadpan bully. ]

[fatalattraction]

[ meg, girl... also, sadly, misa is Legally Required to file a complaint about everything, so she leans away from him. this is ultimately useless because he can probably still pat her no matter how far she goes. ]

Are you making fun of me?

[callmemeg]

Who would make fun of you? You're a wonderful person.

[ she doesn't even know misa that well

hhhhhhh FINE she'll contribute, but not without another little put upon sigh. megara would just like to sleep this off, okay. thank god for favoritism. ]

Do I look like a potter to you? [ mumblemumble. is this contributing. ] Well, it can't be that hard, can it? Keep the clay wet, use your fingers to shape it, throw it in the oven and we're done.

[maelstroms]

Trust me, I say this with all of the reluctant kindness in the world when I say that you would know if I was making fun of you.

[ At least he still sounds so terribly deadpan, as he drops the clay down onto the wheel to nudge it around and test it out. Meg gets no response because it would probably not be nice and it's better to suck a lemon and swallow it down.

It's then that he notices ... two fingers. On that hand. And pauses with absolute exhaustion. ]

Are you kidding me.

[fatalattraction]

[ unsurprisingly, when she notices ming yi's lack of fingie, she screams. sorry about your headache meg but this is terrifying!! ]

Y-your hands! What happened to your hands? Why is it always hands?!

[callmemeg]

[ HEY? OW?

sorry, meg is just groaning and covering her ears. useless. ]

[maelstroms]

[ Ming Yi also flinches a little from the scream, but not in as much misery as Meg as he sighs and shakes his hands out like getting clay off will help. ]

They always have to make this challenging, don't they? [ here is his despair for the day ] Why.

[ at least a mouth hasn't fully formed yet ]

[fatalattraction]

Y...your hands are... lovely...

[ please let her say something mean in this situation im begging ]

But, um, should we try getting Slothy or something? They might be able to fix them?

[callmemeg]

[ her head is pounding now? gods, this is the worst. she's just squinting at the two of them with a frown from her place on the floor. hard to see ming yi's lack of fingies from down here! ]

He has wonderful hands. [ . . . ] What happened?

[maelstroms]

I give you both permission to say what you're actually thinking about the... hand thing.

[ Because that might bypass it, if he consents to it? It wouldn't be nice to lie in that case? Whatever, he holds up his two-fingied hand for Meg to see.

And since he's no longer working on the pottery project, she gets to watch in real time as his hands are restored. ]

[fatalattraction]

[ my it doesn't work that way........... but when his hands poof back to normal as soon as he takes his hands off the project, misa startles before she turns her attention to the lump with HIGHKEY suspicion. she is also suddenly feeling very glad and very vindicated she refused to touch it with her own cute lil hands. ]

Oh my god, is the clay cursed? I don't think we should keep going, this isn't worth it!

[callmemeg]

[ oh. bad. terrible. absolutely disgusting. she hates it here! ​]

...We've got to finish the task, right? If we want the prize, that is.

[maelstroms]

This isn't the strangest thing that's happened to me, and if it's temporary then... fine. [ the most aggrieved sigh ]

Let's just get this over with. [ he also hates it here but he'll just. do it anyways! his sin is despair, he might as well do this as an indulgence! ]