WEEK 7 MINGLE
POPULATION: 18 19
Good morning, starshines. It is another beautiful day here on the base, and itβs 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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mmm. ]
Yeah, you're right.
[ sorry, mineo. ]
Alpha—like... The good ones? Does that make sense. [ Nodding. ] White.
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Yeah, it does. You've got a good sense for this, huh? [White's another easy one oh god--] Omega! Super fussy one!
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white hears his name but also has no idea what they're talking about but feels indignant anyway]
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Don't look it up. You don't need to know.
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Trust me when I say forget about it.
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[HE HAS A GLITTER DICK DRAWN ON HIS HAND IN GEL PEN.]
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[It's hard to tell if he's genuinely this bad at describing things or if he's being a dick on purpose, god bless.]
Oh, sure! Come fight me!
[STOP.]
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like he's fine with naming betas and alphas, but whenever omegas come up he has to just fortify his mind. ]
Yeah, you're right.
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Yup. [JUST YUP, AS HE IGNORES WHITE.] What about Yuri?
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Okay, so what about Vlad?
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[He sees you sparing Yuri.]
Beta, next. [GOD.] Hm... Kaz?
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[ yeah, this means omega doesn't it. ]
Secret beta parading as an alpha.
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[Government assigned omega...]
Wow... Right again! He's gonna get de-masked one day for sure, though. In a really embarrassing way.
[WHY ARE THEY WRITING BACKSTORIES NOW.]
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[ Gojou doesn't even know Kaz well, but he has watched the interactions.
Ming Yi.
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[closes my fucking eyes]
Alpha, yep. Spider alpha. [Because they eat their mates get it get it.] Luca?
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Now why would I want to stab you, Satoru?
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