WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

[gatonina]

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

[slobjection]

Those won't stop me.

[ he has no shame ]

What was it like? Same schedule? Any Wednesday events?

[slobjection]

Probably better that I don't offer. I'm not the greatest cook.

[ flayn is gonna kill herself... ]

Experimenting, worried, or both?

[shortfornow]

There's always room for him to learn and change his opinion of you.

[ He'll agree with Asch on that at least ]

Her name is Anya. You'll be proud to know she wasn't just the prettiest, but she was quite the charmer. I have a picture of her actually, but it was when she had cat ears for a week.

[successives]

Of course.

[She nods, though.]

Not events, necessarily, but sometimes something new would show up. A box of dynamite, a bear trap... You know, stuff that fits the theme. And - yeah, same schedule that I've heard. Murders on Thursday nights unless something unusual happened, trials on Saturday, execution on Sunday.

[fishingforcompliments]

Ah... I am not a talented cook, so I am hoping to use the time here to improve my skills.

[muragas]

Alright, I'll make sure to ask the group who else tempted fate before laying the blame at your feet.

[ there, that's nice and civilized, right?

ah.... hm. are those split ends? hopefully not, but as she starts finger combing through his hair and catching all the little strands that are breaking off... ]

You could tell me what you're using to wash your hair. It's so nice, but it could be so much nicer!

[slobjection]

Maybe I should do that too. We could do a cooking class.

[ for the two worst chefs ]

[slobjection]

Really committing to the ol' westerns, huh....

[ interesting ]

Was it the work of ghosts, or something else, do you think?

[muragas]

If you could find something that matches this...

[ she indicates her red headphones around her neck. it's part of her Look, that's why she got to keep them ]

But if not, just black is fine!

Are you interested in music?

[fishingforcompliments]

That could be quite fun!

[fun and educational... and hopefully would resort in two slightly less terrible chefs]

[slobjection]

Let's do it.

[ character development ]

[successives]

Oh, no. There were a few different people who had duties the rest of the town didn't. One of them was supposed to pick an item every week for the rest of the town to get.

[fishingforcompliments]

[she grabs for his hand with the intention of pulling him along to the kitchen]

Yes, let us do so!

[overruns]

[ Ah, it makes sense but he hadn't been expecting his connection to the physical blade to be so severe. He nods gravely, immediately serious. ]

I'll be cautious.

[ And when he unsheathes the blade, he does it only partway with exceeding care, the light of the fire catching across the laminated metal. It's a sword unlike any he's ever seen, but the craftsmanship is obvious. He admires it a moment and speaks with a sort of awe in his tone— ] You are a marvel. [ —before carefully clicking the blade back into place, as though it might snap if he handles it even a second too long. ]

Thank you—I hadn't expected to see fine steel in a place like this.

[getdrekt]

[japan again....... what's the obsession...........]

Hah. So your suspicious behavior is just you always trying to get a clear line of sight to everyone's heads.

[muragas]

Aren't they kind of... the same? It's just that one's an approved sport.

[ oh no no no no, Minako will... attempt... to dip... Beau

if she flails, Minako won't drop her, bc sticky hands. but she'll probably fall over. ]

[givethemhell]

[can't wait for giyuu to either drink everyone under the table or pass out after one shot]

You do have the spirit of an old man. [WHAT DOES THAT MEAN.] This should be good for you, then! It'll give you a little break in your long, monotonous line of just doing your tasks properly.

[Once they're in the kitchen, he'll nyoom for the broom right away because fuck doing dishes.]

See if you can find a dust rag!

[getdrekt]

So... how did they make you?

I assume it was in response to the destructive capabilities of Collapse Fluid. To start creating living weapons who can't be harmed by it.

[baori]

[ uh.

for all of minako's pep giyuu is...actually a bit put out. his initial reaction to the idea of dancing is to repeat some of his more elaborate breath styles but they're hardly dancing and so he stops mid way—throwing himself off in more ways than one.

actually he's going to keep standing there mid-step because he feels like a fool? what kind of automatic response is that? ]

[getdrekt]

No. They just disappear for a while, and come back again once they've regained enough energy to recorporealize.

My family's summer villa was filthy with them after it was abandoned.

[getdrekt]

Precisely.

I have a special interest in in, but I'm not specialized. I should be able to answer all but the most technical questions.

[he gestures to dick.]

Your turn. Tell me something.

[givethemhell]

I've had toast and jam before! You're right, I enjoyed it very much. But then you have to wait for the bread to actually toast, you see.

[He's

incredibly lazy.]

[getdrekt]

It was, until someone came in and began peering over my shoulder at it.

Are you so keen to learn it?

[baori]

[ MEMORIZE IT PHOENIX. this will be the last time that he does this. ]

What is this dance supposed to symbolize?

[ you know once he finally cracks and gives up on it. the task didn't say much he had to dance but only that he did right? HE DANCED. ]

[recrypt]

There's a difference between being resistant to the infection state that low level, consistent exposure to environmental Collapse Fluid causes, and being immune to its destructive capabilities altogether. I assure you that if I were in the blast radius of any of the things that caused Collapse Fluid to be spread so widely across the world in the first place I'd have been just as vaporized as you.

Besides. They had more immediate concerns than creating weapons at first. They focused on creating autonomous dolls to fill the holes left in civilian society first.

Weaponizing us only came after, when they decided to wage another war and realized they could use dolls to bolster their already limited manpower.