WEEK 6 MINGLE

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POPULATION: 19

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 Aoi Mukou, Lenore and Mahito, 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. Strange things are happening, little sinners. Don't be shy now.

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.

Or maybe you won't? It's been a very emotional six weeks, hasn't it? Surely you're feeling conflicted about many things. Happiness. Sadness. Anger. Disgust. These feelings are all an important part of you, and this week it seems as though you'll be sharing them with others. Regardless of who you're speaking with, you will find that you will be subjected to feeling their emotions, and they yours. But lucky for you, there's a way to fix that! When two people settle down to patiently talk these feelings out, the connection will be broken.

...until the next time you see each other, that is.

Get in touch with your sensitive side, everyone. Maybe you'll learn something new this week.

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Comments

[headmt]

I got mine in the Cargo Bay.

[Oh, alright he should share his then.]

I was waiting in mine - I think I was the man with red hair. I was waiting in the rathers of this ... mess all. A huge, angry man - long black hair - was down there, roaring and storming about. I had a sword and I was waiting to set it on fire, I think.

Then he spotted me, and I set the sword alight and jumped down at him with the intent to kill.

[toesies]

... Great. So, murder in the indulgence center is not just an us problem.

[They inherited the murder vibes.]

[headmt]

... You know, I wonder if the magnifying glasses will give us more of these visions.

[toesies]

... Who knows? I just assumed I would get fun trivia [read: "fun"] about the room.