7rings | WEEK ZERO: INTRO MINGLE....2

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[At around 10 AM sunday morning, there is the sound of a very alarming, earth-shaking crash that comes from the hallway with the elevator.

Should you choose to investigate, you will come across four figures splattered across the ground in front of said elevator, covered in slime and bits of fur.

The first figure to pop up is a figure in a hooded cloak with a crossed swords symbol etched into the side of the hood. They use the rest of the figures on the floor to push themselves up and then immediately let out a blood-curdling shriek as they just… set the elevator on fire.

As the elevator closes over the flames, the smallest figure in a hooded cloak with a ring of hearts symbol rolls off to the side, looking at their slime-coated sleeves with a distressed nya sound. They reach up to wipe bits of slime off of the two bumps at the top of their head, flinging it on the floor before sitting up on their knees.

The third hooded figure rolls up, and then rolls? into the air? to float? The very tip of the white, spiraled horn on the top of their head jutting through the hood is chipped. :( A wilted plant symbol is embroidered on the side of the hood. They clap their hands somewhat excitedly.]

Wow, we, like, didn’t die!

[The tallest figure finally pulls themselves up off the floor with a little groan, having been on the bottom of the pile. They reach up to rub their head, careful of the hood of their cloak, which has an eye symbol embroidered on the side. Their sleeve slips down a little, and a bright green eye opens up on their forearm, swiveling to look around before it closes and blinks out of existence.]

Jeez, did we not have enough property destruction already? Cannot believe you bitches live like this, by the way.

[The elevator is now closed, and the figure with the wrath symbol just sits down on the floor and starts shucking the slime off their sleeves like they’re squeegee-ing it. Their cloak is pulled up a little, which means everybody can see their bare feet, which are on fire. grumbled:]

Wish I were dead.

[The figure with the lust symbol whines slightly as they get to their feet, leaving little time between the moment they stand and the moment they move in the blink of an eye to jump onto the tallest figure’s back, draping themselves over them as they look around. Please ignore the way the back of their cloak quivers just slightly.]

Aw, don’t say that. How were we supposed to know the elevator would get stuck?

Oof- [The tall figure only stumbles slightly, just taking hold of their new barnacle’s legs like this is not the first time it’s happened. They are allowed to feel tall.]

Well, now it’s stuck and on fire, which I personally don’t think is a huge improvement? Can we, uh, move on? Definitely not it.

[In the background, the wrath hood lies on the floor and expires.]

Welcome to, uh--here! We were going to come down earlier to greet you, buuuut someone broke the elevator! We’re here now, though, so… hello!

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So, do I want to ask about the slime, or is it just better not knowing?

Oh, trust me, you do not want to know. [they sniff, flicking some of the goo at yuri.]

[ he ducks. fastly.

gross. ]

You say that, and yet somehow I find myself even more morbidly curious.

[they sprawl out on the floor again.]

Listen, you can be morbidly curious all you want! It's a long story and I just had to deal with a broken elevator! Cut me some slack!

Which you could always lie there, without expending energy, and share with the class. [ smile. ]

...

[ and then, against his better judgement: ]

Do you need a hand up or are you fine lying there a little while longer?

Hey.

[they look directly up at him. the fire feet flicker, snap, and pop. he can't see their face, obviously, but they're radiating jiiiiii energy.] Don't sass me, buster.

[ he shrugs. ]

You said you'd had an ordeal. I don't know if you want to lie down a bit longer or stand up.

[they... point to where their eyes should be, and then to yuri.]

I'm fine down here. But I am keeping track. You're at the bottom of the list, weatherboy.

Weatherboy?

Anyway. Did you want something other than harassing me for goo deets?

[ weatherboy... ]

Other than congratulating you on not dying, I guess?

[ he holds up his right hand. hello symbol buddy. ]

I should probably ask what I'm supposed to call you, as you've left a bit of a mark.

[sniff.] Not like I haven't died before.

But uh, yeah, you're one of mine, which means you're an angry boy. I approve.

Wrath's fine.

[ .... ]

My condolences on your previous deaths? [ hello? ]

Wrath...

[ he looks thoughtful. ]

I guess it works. Nice to meet you, then.

[:)]

It is nice to meet me, yeah! [they seem like they might be grinning.] You're going to have a good time.

[ :| ]

Said with such confidence. All of it.

One thing that could help that -- are you the person to ask about training weapons here, or is it just all the ... stuff in the gym that we have to work with?

Oh, sure. Stereotype me as the weapons person, I see how it is.

What, do you want a training weapon? Is that what you're asking?

Am I wrong?

[ your symbol. is literally crossed swords. he's not gonna ask the one with hearts for a training blade. ]

Something to keep the rust off me, yes. Wooden, blunt, it doesn't bother me as long as I can use it.

[maybe he should? you never know, what if lust is a master swordsperson]

Sure. [they pull a sword out of their sleeve. it's a nerf sword! made of foam. it also looks vaguely like a dick.]

[ way to prove him wrong on the weapons person thing there, friend. but he will accept your... vaguely dick-like offering. ]

Thanks. [ he thinks.

oh well. he did ask. ]

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[he did ask, yes.]

You're welcome. Oh, here, wait, swords are supposed to be heavy, right? [they reach out, touch the dick sword, and it... becomes perfectly balanced! it's still foam, though.]

[ oh. ]

[ he gives it a little bounce, like he's weighing it, and then swipes it in a practice slash. ]

Oh, that's an improvement. Thanks.

[ dick sword, go! ]

[they kick their fire feetsies.]

Yeah, yeah. Spoiled because you're one of mine.

Nothing wrong with playing favourites from time to time. [ he does. but don't tell everyone who isn't from the abyss that.

he lowers the sword, and then --- holds out a hand. c'mon wrath. up. ]

[they take it, finally, and pull themselves up. they reach out and give him a little tap against the cheek.]

Indulge for me, babe, and you'll be my favorite forever.

[ welcome back to the land of the standing. ]

Now that's just emotional bribery. [ but he doesn't look anything but amused. ] I'll see what I can do.

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