WEEK 6 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 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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[alteracion]

[ grace is trying to use her grappling lines to like, trip the t-rex, a move that would work so much better in non-anti gravity because even though it kind of works the t-rex can just... float? it, in fact, brings its head a little closer to primrose. sorry about that.

grace however can't even warn her because she's immediately distracted by: ]

Is that a clown?

[ why is it floating near ming yi ]

[femmefinale]

[ You know, that's fair. Grace should be distracted by that clown. The clown in the sleeveless outfit that looks like it could benchpress all of their twinks.

Amazing.

Primrose can't gape at it for too long, though. Or at all, as the T-rex head whips at her next since it's a bit irritated over the tail slicing and the... valiant tripping attempt, so she's a little busy trying not to get bitten in half.

Also it smells terrible. She has never smelled rotten eggs until now. Great. ]

[maelstroms]

Wasn't Douman enough?

[ thank god there's not cake here. everything is bad and he hates it. the smell, at least, doesn't bother him very much - he spent enough time around an active volcano on ghost steroids, so a little sulfur-adjacent is whatever. so the clown is a later problem. hopefully.

but he'll bend his knees and jettison himself towards the dinosaur's back when it goes for primrose, turning his shovel to drive the spade end into a haunch from behind. it doesn't stick, because i rolled passably but not great, so it's just an annoyance. ]

[alteracion]

Apparently not-- hey, watch it!

[ it turns out the clown is not a later problem for grace, currently cakeless, and she finds herself quickly taking out her nail bat to try and hit it as it nyooms at her from the other side of the room.

she misses, because i rolled badly, but the momentum sends her spinning in circles towards the t-rex ]

Never mind, I hate this!

[femmefinale]

Grace, are you all right?

[ She calls over, kind of trying to breaststroke out of the dinosaur's way who is getting sick of all of them and tries to lash out again. Not with its itty bitty arms, but with the tail once more.

It hits the clown instead, who decides this is an offense that cannot be ignored and now this is a three-way battle?? ]

[maelstroms]

[ well.

alright.

he looks tiredly at the t-rex and the clown both, before using his shovel off the dinosaur to pivot himself away from the two of them and towards the girls. ]

Let them fight for a minute - [ aaaand he'll try to get in grace's way, to at least slow her spiral. ] - it'll let us regroup.

[alteracion]

[ grace lands on ming yi, so they both drift a little away ]

Yeah, I'm fine. You guys good too? Because I'm not sure what we're looking at, here.

[ the clown is attempting to suplex the t-rex. it may soon be missing an arm ]

[femmefinale]

A fight I would be all too happy to remain out of.

[ she says it dryly as she floats but at least the group is back together again! ]

[maelstroms]

[ boop (rip aoi) as they drift, but then he tries to right himself, anti-gravity and eggs being a bad combination that is starting to make him feel a little queasy. at least the t-rex and clown are distracted for right now. ]

I'm fine, but definitely not sure what we're looking at, either. [ hm. ] We can formulate a plan? And let the clown wear down the - what did you call it? Dinosaur?

[alteracion]

[ it stinks and grace can't even fight the dinosaur somehow? or more like for now as she tries to stop them from spinning ]

Yeah. They all went extinct after a meteor, so I don't suppose either of you have that in your arsenal?

[ did the clown just break the t-rex's leg. How. Why. ]

[femmefinale]

... A meteor? No, just a sword, I think.

[ She is so puzzled by this. ]

[maelstroms]

[ there's a beat, as he looks at his shovel - useless at the moment, even as a spade, when they don't have gravity - and then just. ]

... this is the simulation room. Why don't we just try to summon a meteor.

[ ope there goes the clown flying by. goodbye, buff clown. ]

[alteracion]

If we're doing that, we should probably do it quickly.

[ grace says this because the clown is not the only thing coming to fly by as the dinosaur has launched itself towards them. hmmm. bad. she takes out her grapple again ]

Hold onto me, we're taking a little trip!

[femmefinale]

[ Oh. Well, Ming Yi brings up a valid point and Primrose nods, also reaching out to latch onto Grace.

That dinosaur sure is zooming fast?? ]

[maelstroms]

[ after all the weeks of them doing this, ming yi... could probably kick himself for not considering this third option before now. but better late than never?

he grabs onto grace on the other side, bracing for mach fuck velocity. ]

[alteracion]

[ WHEE, motherfuckers, off they go the opposite way from the dinosaur, though controlling this with three grown people is. hmmm. not easy? so they are definitely going to have to do some acrobatics to dodge another tail whack. it's fine! it's fine ]

-- How do we even summon a meteor without the console?!

[femmefinale]

[ It's fine, two of us are dancers and one of us looks flexible. ]

... I can try to use magic. It won't be a meteor, but a large ball of fire perhaps...?

[maelstroms]

[ flexible enough, though there's a soft hrk as they get yoinked through the air past the snapping teeth and swinging tail of the t-rex. ]

It wouldn't hurt to give it a shot. If it doesn't work, we can figure out an alternative. The anti-gravity is annoying, but useful for buying time.

[alteracion]

Okay, so do it. I'll keep us out of the way of the T-Rex and--

[ and there's the clown coming straight for them. when did it get a sword. why does it have a sword. ]

Why is it always clowns!

[femmefinale]

Do clowns often trouble you?

[ But the t-rex is whirling at them again, accompanied by the clown, and Primrose thrusts a hand out, snapping out a terse-- ]

Burn.

[ And she just flings a massive ball of fire right at them.

It's fine. ]

[maelstroms]

This place is full of clowns.

[ it's us. we're all clowns.

but while primrose incinerates the oposition, ming yi brings his shovel around to block the clown from hitting them if he manages to get through the fireball. begone, imaginary thot. ]

[alteracion]

What Ming Yi said, but remember the Greek tasks? There was a clown there, too.

[ clowns haunt them, and since that fireball is big grace is going to uh, yeet them out of potential fire range? the clown seems defeated. or at least toasty, but it is hard to say the same for the t-rex who just looks like a melted plastic doll now. this is actually terrible. what did this lizard do to deserve this ]

Smoked clown and lizard do not help the smell!

[ IT SMELLS SO BAD NOW SHE'S GAGGING ]

[femmefinale]

[ Thanks, Grace. Primrose was going to say something about thankfully not having dealt with clowns during her task, but they're yeeted back and yeah, it seriously reeks in here and even she sounds a little strained. ]

Perhaps this might count as defeating it...?

[maelstroms]

[ HORRIBLE. living this long, he's smelled some terrible things, but ming yi thinks this is probably the worst. with a sense of misery and displeasure, he covers his nose with his sleeve, watching the t-rex thrash and... melt. ]

Maybe. If it goes down, we can bludgeon it until the simulation ends.

[ please let the clown be gone also, lookin mighty crispy rn. ]

[alteracion]

[ the clown is either dead or faking it very well and the t-rex is in Pure Melting Agony, and so: ]

Let's beat up this lizard so we can leave.

[ grace has a baseball bat. let's fucking go ]