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WEEK ZERO: MINGLE
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. |
task 2
You seem familiar, but I can't put my finger on it.
[ sparkles. ]
[ phoenix will sit next to him, but starts toasting marshmallows. ] What's on your mind?
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Nothing in particular—I'd just like some company.
[ He doesn't really have any problem admitting it. Though he quickly adds, ]
Please don't burn those too. [ Whatever they are. ]
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That I can provide. And dancing, if you need a master to teach you.
[ don't listen to him, he's not a master. ]
These are meant to be burnt. Ever try one?
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He looks over the s'mores supplies left out, which he's pretty firmly ignored. ]
I cannot say I have. What are they?
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Just follow my lead.
[ putting together a s'more on a stick and roasting it.. turning it every so often. ]
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[ anyway it still catches aflame ]
Ah!
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[ i dont actually remember how to make smores so this is probably fine ]
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Is this really how it should look...?
[ A bunch of people are making s'mores so surely they're not just burning food for no reason. ]
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Might wanna put some of these on there.
[ nudges the graham crackers and choco over ]
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Mm, so— [ He's just gonna... smush the marshmallow between them. ] What sort of dish is this supposed to make?
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[ he sounds extremely serious ]
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I see... I will keep that in mind.
[ He very seriously takes a bite of his s'more, and does not complain at all when he burns his tongue. ]
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[ he is showing the proper respect ]
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[ He will spread this wisdom... The knowledge of Some Mores. ]
You are quite knowledgeable.
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[ with an entirely straight face. ]
Comes with getting old.
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You do not seem that old to me.
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Kind of you to say, but I'm positively ancient.
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