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WEEK 7 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 death of Tartaglia Childe...well, perhaps there isn't any tension at all? Hard to say. 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 eighth 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.
If you aren't too distracted, that is. For the most part, it may feel as though there isn't anything strange about this week. Everything proceeds as normal and life on the base is calm again. But every now and then, you'll feel a burning in your hand right where your tattoo is as it loses its color and fades to black temporarily. A sudden swell courses through your veins, almost as if being injected with a higher amount of your specific indulgence. You'll find it nearly impossible to do anything else until you act on it, draining the indulgence away and bringing color back to your marking. This won't always happen, and this won't always happen at a convenient time. It may be best to plan ahead. After all...if you ignore it for too long, you may find yourself changing. Those aligned with Envy may find themselves with several new eyes. Those aligned with Gluttony may find claws and a tail beginning to grow. Those aligned with Pride may feel a sharp pain in their head as a crown of thorns embeds itself into their skin. But the sooner you act, the sooner these changes will disappear.
Dedication's sweet, isn't it? Do try to give it your all.
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[ looks at her again, she seems real... ]
This isn't because we ate somethin' funny, is it?
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Anyway, Aoi still can't do anything like that, here. Aoi's not sure how long Aoi's here for! Or how it happened!
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[ ruffles her hair ]
Welcome back! Everyone missed ya.
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Aoi missed everyone a lot, too! Aoi couldn't send as many people letters as Aoi wanted to, but that's okay because Aoi didn't really know what to write anyway.
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How didja write those anyway? Do ya get to keep yer phone when you die?
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[ speaking of, she pats down her pockets? and retrieves both her game phone and the smartphone she brought from home. nice, looks like those are with her! ]
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Besides, no one could die a second time. [ so it's... fine? ]
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So... what were ya doin'? Other than watchin' us. [ her brows furrows ] How were ya doin' that anyway? Was it... All the time...?
[ all the time??? ]
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But it's not like we did nothing but watch. We had to look for stuff sometimes and we still had to indulge.
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... Didja have to eat and sleep too?
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Aoi likes doing those things, though... So Aoi's not sure if they were required. Aoi did them, anyway.