WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

[gatonina]

WEEK ZERO

▽ FULL NAVIGATION ▽ LOCATIONS ▽ STATUSES ▽ IC PROFILES ▽ IC RULEBOOK ▽ MURDER PROPOSALS ▽ PCS ▽ CURFEW ▽ AUDIENCES ▽ CAMP STORE ▽ REPORTING

Rise and shine, everyone! At 7:00 AM on the dot, those who are asleep will be roused from their slumber by the sound of a bugle call. It seems that breakfast is now served in the Mess Hall. How nice! It's up to you to decide if you want to continue sleeping or not... But maybe it's a good idea to grab a bite and explore your surroundings. After all, it looks like you'll be here for a little while. Regardless of what you do, be sure to check the weather before stepping outside. You never know when you might need an umbrella! Once you're up and at them, though, there are a few points of interest this week. If you swing by the Director's Office, you will find Black Shadows manning the receptionist's desk or flitting in and out of the rooms down the hallway. This week's tasks are now available, and you can check them out on the announcement board in the waiting room. Should you visit the Camp Shop, Purple Heart will be handling all transactions at the checkout counter. Even camp directors hold down normal jobs, you know. Strangely enough, Winter Wizard doesn't seem to be stationed at any set location. Maybe it's their week off? Oh, well. Seems like if you want to get ahold of them, you'll have to pay your respects to the bunnies. Finally, though all seems normal at first glance... You will quickly realize something is wrong the moment you start interacting with other people. Or, more specifically, once you come in physical contact with them. For the rest of the week, anyone who makes skin-to-skin (or whatever counts as skin, for the non-humans) contact with someone else will find themselves in a bit of a sticky situation. Whatever body parts touched will be stuck together for the next hour, with no way to separate them. Try not to create additional points of contact while trying to cheat your way out of this situation, yeah? That would be unpleasant, for each spot will last an entire hour. Good luck.

Comments

[givethemhell]

I sure didn't! Hah, they kicked me out in just a few months, if I'm remembering right. It's been a long time.

[Just BEAMING AT ESCHA. He's a hooligan.]

[givethemhell]

[He's running fastly from Jiang Cheng. ALSO LOOK. YEAH?? He's having a great time playing with this cute kitty, why would he stop to help with dishes?? Though the clattering plate has him grinning, and he pulls his hand away after another little dash across the stovetop.]

Mm, I see. We didn't have much time to talk about where we came from, back there. [...] It's good that you get along, though! [His goblin grin shifts just a little at that, something briefly soft surfacing in it, before he points toward the dish stack that's left.]

Need any help?

[slobjection]

Now that's just cruel.

[ offers him the toast anyway ]

[voidbreaker]

[ horny teens, probably.

hold up he's digging in the cupboards. ]

Uhhh... there's sponges in here. Bound to be some cleaning liquids somewhere too.

[voidbreaker]

And I think there are about fifteen better places it could be sitting right now. [ but no. the bun has chosen. ]

[disreguarded]

[ she stares him directly in the eye and slowly... reaches for her own scrunchie. ]

[unpredicktable]

[ dick isn't allowed to complain, he got to keep superboy. and others. he grins, light ]

Of course he got you a black one. Couldn't help but keep with the aesthetic even with a pet. [ but he sounds fond. he leans forward a bit ] So I take it you like animals?

[ it's joke-y in tone, because obviously, but it's a subtle way to ask for other things damian might be into. because he does, genuinely, want to know, and while he's always been okay learning about most people through snooping (and even though he can't look into them himself, the profiles are right there), that's bruce's son. his brother, kinda. he wants to get to know him. it's why he sat here in the first place. ]

[wowcool]

[Raises hand, like he's at school.]

Did you have hats?

[successives]

You went above and beyond.

[BLUNT... Anyways, she glances at the fridge, then back to him.]

You're sitting right in front of it, how could I have done that?

[He very clearly meant before this exact moment, but sure.]

[slobjection]

[ yea, wario wahxian ]

[ honestly it's better than phoenix's dancing and they don't get burned while wwx is leading so it's fine ]

[ this is a long ass dance though ]

You think? I feel like it'll just go grey again with this lot.

[wowcool]

The abandoned island. Am I correct in that our "game" was the only one that lasted two weeks? It seems like others I talked to had theirs last longer...

[disreguarded]

Yeah. Ours was six or sevenish weeks.

[slobjection]

[ makes very deliberate eye contact. ]

No.

[wowcool]

Seven weeks? That long?

[YIKES??]

[ruffboi]

I wasn't the sex cowboy! We just had sex cowboys on our island.

[wowcool]

[Raises hand again.]

Did you have sex with the sex cowboys?

[chaoticlootral]

Woof-- one-two punch with the follow-up on shallow there. Wow.

[successives]

[She shrugs.]

It's just not something we really need to talk about.

[Like... Any personal details, apparently. It's fine.]

[disreguarded]

[ she's going to do it anyway - but it occurs to her that he might take the beanie back if she does, so she just frowns and drops her hand. ]

You never let me do anything fun for science.

[successives]

[...]

So what you're saying is that sometimes you travel to another dimension where you... summon Satan. Who is also your soul, sometimes.

[disreguarded]

Yep. Someone died once a week. Sometimes it was more than one person. We only had to vote for one killer, though.

[slobjection]

[ yeah beanie privileges would absolutely be revoked ]

It's not fun or scientific when you get maimed or killed.

[unpredicktable]

And real were I'm from. [ he shrugs ] Though they mostly keep to themselves, so it's not entirely common knowledge. Who knows, there might be a secret underwater city in your world, too.

[voidbreaker]

Eldritch murder mansion.

[ call it what it was. ]

[coastal]

.... I feel like we're going in circles?