WEEK 4 MINGLE
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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... Oh! Well, all right.
[she finds some! and... turns them over. glitter falls out. she frowns and holds them far from her body as she brings them over.]
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[ ...... she's just parroting that because she's unclear on what her own aesthetic is. ]
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Cute pastel pink aesthetic, if I need to simplify it. Reminiscent of cotton candy and sweets—a dream.
[ Yes, yes. He looks at the cupcake liners and looks pleased. ]
Lenore, you may take over and harbor this responsibility as I cut out the bottoms of the paper vessels. I will also gather the other vehicles necessary.
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Very well. Let's see...
[she takes over! at least she can handle this part. she uses the comb to neatly part aoi's hair and put it into pigtails to start with!]
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Oh. Aoi is definitely a dream. That makes sense.
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We need! More volume! [ Sung like from beauty and the best. Low voice: ] But that’s difficult.
There must be more than hair spray we can use...!
[ Huhhh. ]
Perhaps if we twirl the tails, much like kneaded dough, into two buns, it would be enough for the base of the cupcakes? A sturdy foundation for our cotton candy dream.
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What now?
[their tools seem to freeze in place, and on a nearby mirror, the following words appear:
QUESTION: WHAT IS THE NAME OF A SWEET GREEN PASTE, CONSIDERED A SPECIALTY IN THE CITY OF SENDAI IN JAPAN?
lenore just makes a face. it's up to you, japan people!]
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Green? So it's not anko?
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The great capital of the Miyagi Prefecture, Sendai... Zundamochi?
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... There sure are a lot of people from Japan here, come to think of it.
[back to wrangling these pigtails.]
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They might be different versions of Japan. That's what Aoi thinks, anyway.
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I'm of the same mind as Aoi. It isn't farfetched to believe, that despite sharing the same name, there are multiple worlds that mirror one another yet stay apart. They exist simultaneously, living beings living their days side by side, but they would never meet. The amount of worlds can be infinite. Many worldlines, numerous parallel universes...
[ Gojou helps Lenore with the pigtails, then sprays some of the deeper dye on the ends of Aoi's hair. Okay, into a bun it goes. ]
What would alleviate Aoi, Lenore? What will be the topping to our masterpiece?
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[she looks through their provided materials while gojou handles the bun!]
Maybe these red things?
[they’re... little pom-poms. she holds them away from herself and shakes them. more glitter falls out. then she brings them over.]
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however she lacks any ability to process what this means and so the only manifest is that her boops are somewhat more rhythmic than usual? ]
Boop boop. ♪
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Yes! These accessories will be the cherry we need, our savior, the star on our Christmas tree. While it may not show Harrowhark the true meaning of the jolly holiday, it will at least guide us to victory.
[ BZZT Trivia is back! Hands and tools frozen.
What percentage of women can orgasm through intercourse alone?
Uhhhh... He thinks he knows the answer, but he'll let someone else have it? ]
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[lenore looks to... aoi?]
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[ ... visual novels are not exactly realistic on this front and that's all she knows? ]
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IS NOT GOING TO EXPLAIN. TO EITHER OF THEM. He also doesn't remember the exact percentage. ]
Twenty percent?
[ BLARING NOISE. It's the wrong number. ]
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It must be lower. Right? 15%?
[also wrong.]
Do we just guess until we get it right?
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[ SHE HAS NO FRAME OF REFERENCE EXCEPT PORN ]
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In the depths of my heart, there is concern for your perception, Aoi, but perhaps that's not what your number implies? Instead, something positive? Where you always enjoy yourself? Maybe your partners have such prowess envied by the masses... Nevertheless, congratulations on such happiness.
[ UHHH. HE WANTS TO SAY 1% FOR THE MEME, but. ]
Thirty because it rhymes with thirsty.
[ also, incorrect. ]
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I'm sure we'll get it eventually. Twenty-five?
[DING-DING-DING. They're free at last.
assuming we go by the top google result...]Well, at least there didn't seem to be a limit to our guesses.
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... Really...?
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[ He can work on the other cupcake pigtail now. He slips it through the line and turns it into a bun. ]
At least, today, you’ve learned how blessed you are in experiences, Aoi.
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[they could have been stuck guessing for so much longer...]
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