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WEEK 7 MINGLE
POPULATION: 18 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 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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In situations like these it's usually all or nothing, and I think we'd much prefer "all".
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[she's a little hesitant to ask because she doesn't want to dredge up bad memories for aoi :c]
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[she's got this look on her face like "oh god WHY"]
I'm glad that you all... had each other. [...] Were you... doing alright there? ...well, as alright as you all could be in that situation...?
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... It was weird.
So many of Aoi's friends were there, but Aoi hadn't seen them in so long that it felt strange to see them again.
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[and we're assuming general eavesdropping for ease of moving stuff along - ]
...I think you said to someone earlier, you guys needed to indulge on that side too...? Was there anyone who seemed to be having trouble doing so...?
[is anyone on the deda side in imminent danger of becoming fuel...]
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Umm... Not sure. We had a whiteboard to help keep track, so everyone was pretty on top of it.
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...good, that's a relief. We all just need to keep holding on long enough to figure something out, then.
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Let's avoid anyone being turned into fuel at all. You came back, so - there must be a way to get the others back, too.
[she hasn't been up to the pc cafe yet. she hasn't seen that message. let her be blissfully oblivious.]
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Aoi hopes so, anyway. [ aoi also? has no idea how this happened, though? ]
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Welcome back.