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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Comments

[probe]

They're fine! That's just a thing.

[sometimes there are fire feet.]

But you can call me Envy! Technically I'm the Avatar of Envy but it's, well, kind of a mouthful? Envy is fine.

[housewolf]

If you say so.

Nice to meet you. I'm Omi... you probably already knew that.

I was wondering though, while we're here, what's happening at home? Like... is it going on without us?

[probe]

I did! But, you know, nice to meet you properly.

[their mouth is just visible enough beneath the hood for him to see them smile.]

You don't need to worry about home, though-- it'd be kind of hard to let go and indulge if you were anxious about it, right?

[housewolf]

I would say face to face, but-

[He gestures to the hood.

Some of the tension in his shoulders actually goes away!]

It's on pause, or something like that?

[probe]

It'll be totally fine, promise.

[they nod! don't worry about it, omi.]

[housewolf]

[He can't help it, he worries.]

I'm going to trust you. [For now.]

So if you're Envy, does that mean I should do stuff that lines up with that?

[probe]

Good.

[they sound pleased, still smiling.]

But yeah, it does! You can use your imagination, more or less, but if you need help figuring out how to indulge then I'm here to help out.

[housewolf]

I'll probably take you up on that.

Out here? Or are there other ways to contact you?

[probe]

I mean, if you have questions now, I'll do my best?

[they carefully shift lust's weight to pull out a phone, though, letting him see it before they shove it back in a pocket.]

But you can probably reach me later too!

[housewolf]

Huh, I didn't see you on the contact list before. I'll look out for you.

What's generally considered envious behavior?

[probe]

Oh, you know. Coveting, jealousy, uh, not letting other people have things you can't. That kind of thing! Like... marking somebody up so anyone else they're with knows you were definitely there, or interrupting when they're spending time with someone else.

[housewolf]

Huh. Alright.

Is that why you picked me?

[probe]

You're marked with it because it matches up with you, somehow.

[they're not going to just doxx any possible reasons in public, they are politer than that.]

[housewolf]

[What a good bean.]

... Can't deny that.

Are the eyes a you thing or an 'envy' thing. Like the sin, I mean.

[probe]

It's both! I am the Avatar of it, so envy things are me things, and me things are probably also envy things?

[housewolf]

Did you choose it?

[Very circular logic. Very autumn.]

I was wondering because of your... hand eye? Is it comfortable?

[probe]

I wouldn't say I chose it. I just sort of am.

[they shrug, as much as they can while holding lust.]

But it's not uncomfortable. A little disorienting sometimes, but seeing from multiple angles is kind of neat.

[housewolf]

If you've lived with it your whole life it wouldn't be so bad.

Oh! You were the one who wanted a waffle, right? I could make one a little later if you're sticking around.

[probe]

-oh, my god. Oh my god Lust hang on I'm sorry-

[they're barely speaking through their laughter, shifting to set lust down so they don't drop them because they're laughing too hard.]

I-! I appreciate it, I really do, I will absolutely accept the waffle, but it's, uh, it's a meme!

[housewolf]

[Oh! Right, memes. The things the kids do these days.]

Somehow I haven't heard that one.

I'll still make you a waffle sometime. Or if you have another food preference.

[probe]

I'll definitely take you up on that.

[now that their hands are free, they can pull their phone out, wiggling it a little.]

Get in touch sometime when you're free? Oh, we can trade, maybe, I'm not a bad cook either.

[also, there's an eye on the hand holding the phone, with a heart pupil.]

[housewolf]

Definitely. I'd love to see what you cook.

[He looks at this eye-]

Was that heart there before?

[probe]

Was the what--

[they glance down at their hand.]

Ohhh my god. You didn't see anything-!

[they swat at it, covering their hand with their sleeve.]

[housewolf]

Was that embarrassing? Sorry to point it out.

[probe]

N-no, you're fine! You're fine.

[their voice nearly squeaks.]