WEEK ZERO: INTRO MINGLE....2

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POPULATION: 37

[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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[alteracion]

[ i wish to god she was affected by any of this, but she just peers down at wrath ]

Yeah, hi. How do we get this over with so we can leave with what we came for?

[ what the fuck are concerns ]

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Diiid you read the guide?

[they answer cheerfully.]

[alteracion]

Yes, "indulge yourself", and I have, thanks, but there's no time limit or anything else to tell us... well, anything.

[probe]

You go as long as it takes, so I don't uh, I don't have a time limit for you other than go fast. Indulge yourself means whatever you want it to mean, as long as you do it.

Though uh, I will say, the more you do the one that's on the back of your hand, the better chances you have of winning whatever it is you were promised. Probably. Nya.

[alteracion]

[ she's just going to think wrath is a cat now. thanks. ]

The back of my hands... Okay. [ she looks at the scales that are glowing through her gloves. which is, honestly, fine, it matches. purple on purple. ] And what does that stand for?

[probe]

Oh, that's uh, that's Greed's. They're, you know.

[they gesture vaguely. helpful, wrath.] Nya, or whatever.

[alteracion]

Elsewhere? [ she looks at the back of her hand again ] So Greed, Wrath [ because she listened to other convos ] ... so it's a seven sins thing? Not really my kind of book, but okay. What's the eight?

[probe]

[they nod.]

The secret eighth sin, Despair. [and a shrug.] Don't ask me, it's just how it worked out.

[alteracion]

...

[ it's the face of someone who sort of wants to know how you indulge in despair but also does not care enough to ask ]

Right. And what's your part in all this?

[probe]

Hm? I'm here to have a good time.

[alteracion]

[

a beat ]

Who isn't, but I meant your role. We're all sorted between all of you, right? What's it for?

[probe]

You're just aligned with a sin that suits you, that's all. We're also aligned, it's just that we're better than you.

[alteracion]

[ she smiles. it's? at least playful ]

I doubt that, but if it makes you feel better. So you're not here to do anything?

[probe]

[they shrug.]

Can't help you if you don't want to hear the truth. But, uh - I mean, we're just here. We can give you advice on how to indulge, but I'm nobody's leader, and I don't particularly care who gets what.

[alteracion]

And you won't be indulging yourself?

[probe]

That depends on what you mean. [she can't see their face but there's tildes in their voice.]

[alteracion]

The way we're supposed to be. Are you participating?

[probe]

I am open to sleeping with people, yes.

[wrath that is NOT what she asked.]

[alteracion]

I need a little more visible face before I proposition anyone. [ wrath was also not saying theyd have sex with her, but it's fine ] But you don't need to go out of your way to indulge fast the way the rest of us should?

[probe]

[they seem amused at the response, though.]

I don't see how that's any of your business!

[alteracion]

[ :T ]

General you. All eight. I don't care what you personally do for fun, I just want to know what you're for.

[probe]

That's rude, you know. I have purpose past indulgence. I'm a living, breathing person.

[alteracion]

[ she just. smiles? ]

Of course. Sorry, I worded that wrong. What are you here for?

[probe]

[this is going great.]

A good time, not a long time.

[alteracion]

[ grace has decided her verdict. useless. well, it's fine. ]

And here I thought you guys didn't want to die.