notagain | WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

WEEK ZERO

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▽ LOCATIONS
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▽ IC PROFILES
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▽ 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.

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[ ...Well, he could, but. He dusts some flour off his hair with a short sigh. ]

Anything I could say to convince you to lend your assistance?

[ Technically this is part Chuuya's fault too??? ]

Fuckin'—

[ NUDGES TSURU OFF HIM WITH HIS LEG, AT LEAST, SO HE CAN STAND ]

[God he's depressed]

What cursed star was I born under...!

Oi, universe! I want a redo!

[Belph just leave his stupid ass grieving on the ground]

Sounds... political?

Absolutely. It's the truth.

Fantasy again, huh...?

[ It's still weird to have people just. Apply that word to your own world that you think of as normal! But okay! ]

Sometimes they make nests for themselves - and now that I think about it, there were a lot of drakes near the Fire Lord's altar. [ ... those sure are some fantasy words, though. ]

[yeah he's just going to pat sanji consolingly on the shoulder. there, there.]

I do appreciate honesty.

Really? What sort of work do you do?

[SPEAK THE TRUTH, BROTHA]

Oh trust me, if I see anyone abusin' shit, I'm taking all of it and storing it in my cabin.

[-- Maybe don't openly admit tha-- y'know what, do what you want, Sanji]

[ oh, that put things in perspective a bit, considering he is Obsessed with swords. he's distracted enough by the conversation that he doesn't even mind when the rabbit continues snuggling up between them. ]

This place must be quite strange to you, then. Your world— [ alchemy, helpful animal companions, all that ] seems like something out of a fairy tale.

Is anyone gonna tell him about the demons, or...?

[she hums thoughtfully]

Previously... reconstruction efforts, reconnaissance, overseeing small groups of soldiers...

[ . . . ugh.]

And then they sent me to the castle, which is far less interesting.

[She pauses, surprised and a touch puzzled.]

...Natalie, not ma'am. And - why?

[. . . . .]

He's volunteering me because as an old man his back might go out if he exerts anything at all.

It might be easier to see with a song in the background, I think.

[head poppin' the fuck up]

.... Ooooh, it was the-- so the sex was...

[Hm.

HM.]

... Maybe if I just visited for a week...

[I hate him. Someone murder him and free me.]