WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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WEEK ZERO

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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

[concasse]

No, it's fine. Haven't talked about the place in a while, anyway.

[So might as well get settled because maybe he will get through this tale without gushing at her. Maybe.]

First thing you gotta understand is my world's made mostly outta water. We got bodies of land, but they're islands. So everything is divided into four quadrants -- East Blue, West Blue, South Blue, and North Blue.

[Ticking them off with his finger]

That's not all -- each of the quadrants is separated. There's a huge body of land known as the Red Line, that splits up the north and south ends. Then you got the Grand Line, which is an ocean current splitting up the east and west sides.

[DID SHE... GET ALL OF THAT?]

[recrypt]

[ to be fair the context for this is that a character in one of the gag anime shorts has a nightmare about her so, as you do, ]

You and a surprising number of other people here, apparently.

[unfriendliest]

...No.

[ what the fuck, flayn. ]

If you meant the task, you could have said so before.

[concasse]

Tch... well, you're not wrong.

[Especially at mention of the fire, Sanji's manner softens a bit, though he still looks fairly irritated by the entire affair]

I mean, I prefer a kitchen, but that damned room keeps getting dirty no matter how many times I buff the shitty floors.

[haw]

[ i hate this but

he's spotting steph as a potential date option for beau and so he's immediately backing beau up ]

Hey, she's doin' her best, let her live!

[concasse]

Well I'm not telling my doctor he can't take a shower. What kind of shithead do you think I am?

[...







He knows damn well he's being confusing and is just basking in it]

[fishingforcompliments]

[it's fine. it's the macarena.




only at the end, she shouts:]

Magnus invented this!

[and after taking a breath-]

I am told that the shout is part of the dance.

[disreguarded]

[ she... gently reaches over and tugs his sleeve to get the marshmallow out of the fire. ]

Nah, that's smart. We shouldn't be keeping secrets. All of us have done this before - it's a good idea to make sure we all know everything just in case shit from our last game pops up again. Though, uh. I really hope the fuck boat stuff doesn't come up here.

[concasse]

At this rate, I'm willing to try.

[He has been pushed to the bring of sanity already. First that cramped bus, and now a kitchen that won't stay clean.]

S'not like I wander too far from it, anyway. And I'm sure Nami-chan won't care if I have us stay in here a while.

[shortforever]

I wasn't! Stop making this into things it's not!

[bittybat]

If it isn't broke, why fix it?

[Damian eyes Dick's forward lean suspiciously, but playfully.] They are often much better company than people. They don't whine and complain. They're loyal. [They won't judge, or abandon you, he wants to say, and doesn't.

They won't find you lacking, they won't put a bounty on your head when you disappoint them.]

Stop beating around the bush, Grayson. I'm not an idiot. Ask what you want.

[daifukus]

I haven’t the chance to, no.

[ swords and extreme temperatures are Bad ]

But like most countries, we’ve had war and.... well. I’ve certainly seen my fair share of the battlefield.

[haw]

Too many.

[disreguarded]

[ she makes a face ]

It was Taako, and I'm pretty sure he came up with it on the spot. It's fucking hilarious though, I'm not calling them s'mores if I can call them ooey gooey.

[disreguarded]

Yeah, that's the one. What's konpeito? Is it sugary?

[okitactless]

"High society"... you mean, like the imperial courts?

[He knows court swords does that count]

[overruns]

I suppose you could call the island itself our host, malicious and incendiary as it was. It seemed as though there had been many rounds of sacrificial rituals before us, judging from the number of skeletons that attacked us...

[ what a miserable cycle. he shakes his head. ]

But at the very least, the ghosts were released when we ended the ritual.

i

[concasse]

[well, seeing as Sanji was ready to go spick and span on this kitchen, the enthusiasm isn't unwelcome. He still looks faintly bemused being conscripted into cleaning what he views to be his kitchen (it is, in fact, not his kitchen; old habits die hard), but after a shrug, the chef begins to follow]

Alright, lead the way, shithead.

[preowned]

[ that he is

but he will try to get up. it's uh

difficult

majima needs to get up too ]

[shortforever]

[WWX is painting a lovely picture of it, honestly.]

If that's your only exposure to arcade games then I totally get why you don't like them.

[preowned]

I guess we could give them temporary names until we find out...

[fishingforcompliments]

Four quadrants, a Red Line, and a Grand Line.

[She's having a little trouble visualizing it, but... with that much water, there must also be a lot of fish. ...she kind of wants to know about the fish.

No, no, focus. Let him tell his story.]

Were you a sailor, then?

[shortforever]

...you do that, yeah.

[jfc]

[preowned]

No matter how it goes, I'm sure it'll be a surprise.

[ ha ha ]

[fishingforcompliments]

I wanted to get to know you even before the tasks, though.

[LILI TALKED HIM UP PRETTY EARLY.]

But if we can both get something out of it, that gives you a reason to speak with me, does it not?