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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[messybench]

Nice.

[ eleanor's momentary kiss bliss is interrupted by clownery ]

Ugh. Why is it always fucking clowns?!

[fluffier]

[ gnawing on her hand to cut the yarn off ]

This is still better than the last task I had.

[ poop hell ]

Are ya gonna get naked now, Medb?

[fergalicious]

Always?

[ why are you a clown magnet, eleanor?

medb goes over to yuel to help pull her yarn clown gloves off. ]

No. None of you can afford my portrait rights.

[messybench]

[ eleanor is also helping yuel so she doesn't bite her hand off ]

Yeah, cursed with clowns. My own personal torture.

I just paid your fee, didn't I? Or were you just trying to get a free kiss, you sexy trickster?

[fluffier]

Why are ya sayin' that like you didn't enjoy the kiss?

[ will get ever get to drawing

the yarn is steadily unraveling at least! ]

[fergalicious]

That does sound like torture. I’m sorry.

[ there’s a pause as medb hates this week. ]

Hm? Didn’t you enjoy it?

[ she echoes yuel. they are never going to start drawing. ]

[messybench]

It totally is. [ torture.... eleanor just nods at medb's sympathy while they try to free yuel from yarn clowns. no art ever ]

Hey, I didn't say that. But I definitely don't want to draw blue pincushion porn.

[fluffier]

[ she wiggles her fingers as they're steadily freed ]

Maybe we can draw our interpretation of it? [ fanart of fanart ] Like... The scene that comes after—a tearful separation.

[ she picks up a pencil. 1 step toward drawing. ]

[fergalicious]

[ She throws the yarn on the ground once Yuel is free. Looks back at the example and makes a face. ]

How about you just draw a tearful separation that doesn't include. That.

[ She picks up a pastel stick. 1.5 step toward drawing. ]

[messybench]

[ eleanor stomps on the yarn for good measure ]

Yeah, let's do that.

[ sad sonic and knuckles clowns... eleanor can start with sketching ]

[fluffier]

[ Yuel also starts drawing, and while she does, she... giggles.

A pause.

And then she starts drawing again, more giggling. ]

That tickles.

[fergalicious]

[ Medb is absolutely not following the prompt. ]

What does?

[ She doesn't notice her skin turning pastel, but she looks at Yuel.

Ah.

There is nothing nice to say. ]

[messybench]

[ eleanor pauses to glance between the two of them.... and their respective skin clowns ]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[fluffier]

[ looks down to see a (shitty) sketch of Sonic with a clown nose in her belly.

Her pencil snaps. ]

What the hay?

[ she draws more furiously with her broken pencil and confirms her fears... she now has a sonic clown tattoo ]

[fergalicious]

[ Oh no.

Medb drops all the pastels onto the ground and grinds them with her heel. ]

If we destroy all this, it'll be fine, right?

[messybench]

I mean, it's really asking for it at this point.

[ she tries to rip up the picture yuel drew to valiantly save her from her new fursona ]

[fluffier]

[ nooo her sonic tramp stamp!! yuel will let it be torn up but— ]

Ow!

[ Each tear in the paper drags a cut down the sketch on her belly. ]

[fergalicious]

[ must you call it a tramp stamp


Medb is highly alarmed. ]

Okay, okay, stop! No more of that.

[ She puts a hand to her cheek. ]

It'll fade eventually. [ A beat. ] It better.

[messybench]

[ ok eleanor stops because she does not want to hurt yuel, as much as she wants to destroy clonic. ]

.... Yeah. Uh. Gotta say? Real glad we didn't go with the modeling now.

[fluffier]

[ She squeezes Medb's hand, and looks down at her new tattoo before looking at Medb and Eleanor. ]

Well... We all got matchin' tattoos now, don't we?

[ They're the Clonic sisters. ]

[fergalicious]

[ She returns the squeeze. ]

We are not speaking of this to anyone.

[ She won't stand for the humiliation? She wouldn't even be able to get that mad because it's KINDNESS WEEK. WOW. ]

Maybe I'll steal a hoodie from the airport after this.

[ the tattoos will disappear? she will have phantom images in her mind. ]