WEEK ZERO: INTRO MINGLE....2

[probe]

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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[toyska]

Well, as generous as you've been with entertainment, myself and a few others were hoping for weapons to spar with. Do you have anything like that we could use?

[probe]

Um...[...give them a second to a.) glance around the room and b.) climb down from envy's shoulders before they reach into the sleeve of their cloak and pull out a foam sword! that is vaguely shaped like a dick.

did they take a lesson from wrath? yes.]

How's this?

[toyska]

[




You know what, he'll take it.]

Could I be bold enough to ask for one more?

[probe]

Aw, and here I thought you were aligned with me and not Greed. [but they'll pull a second sword from their sleeve, same as the first. they don't hand it over right away though.]

If I give you the second one, you have to promise to come spend time with me later. Okay?

[toyska]

Haha, well, what can I say--I'm used to having my hands full.

[There's like an 85% chance he didn't even mean that as an innuendo I hate this

But he smiles!]

That's a trade in my favor, as I'd gladly do so anyway. [You're the one that told him to wait!] I promise.

[probe]

Good. [sometimes people make promises and break them, childe!!! but okay, here's your second dick-sword.]

I'd say go easy on whoever you're sparring, but that sounds pretty boring so give it all you've got.

[toyska]

[He is a pure and honest gentleman who has never lied in his life.]

I always do. [And so far it seems everyone else here does, too, which is promising!] You're welcome to come by and watch.

[probe]

You mean it? Who're you sparring with anyway?

[toyska]

Well, I'm glad to lend a hand to anyone who might need one. [How generous. But he points to the bruise under his jaw.] Miss Endorsi, for starters.

[He'll wave to her, if she's around! Fun times.]

[fisherwoman]

[cheerfully waves while ignoring the bruise she gave him]

[probe]

[they look over to endorsi and then back to childe.]

She looks tough. That'd be a really exciting match. I definitely wanna watch!

[toyska]

Well then! I'll be sure to set something up, once we're in regular contact.

[time for some sick XDs and ^_^s]

Until then, is there anything we can do for you?

[Seeing as they've been so kind as to offer them this dazzling opportunity that definitely won't involve any murder]

[probe]

Sounds great! [can't wait to watch childe fumble through texts.]

The only thing you can do for me is do what you're supposed to do here. Just keep indulging.

[toyska]

[He will do better than yams ever did in recolle, and that's all I can really ask for.]

Very well. I'll speak to you again soon, then.