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

[givethemhell]

Hm! Do you not have any sort of- [WAVES A HAND his sandwich is just totally forgotten by now.] -afterlife to scoot them off to?

[They really do sound like pests in his world, wow... Like a bunch of gnats that refuse to leave.]

[getdrekt]

Debatable. We mostly just classified them as a variety of monster. [he gives a blasé shrug.] They weren't ghosts of humans, in any case. [.........prrrrrobably.]

This "cultivation"—can it be used offensively?

[givethemhell]

[UNO CONCERN.]

Mm, makes sense that they would have such a strong tie to your world in that case, then. But in some ways, yes! [Especially the demonic brand but we don't talk about that.] We do still need to eradicate the creatures causing irreparable damage or too much trouble for their own good, after all. Some styles of cultivation are more defensive than offensive or vice versa, but every type has elements of both.

[getdrekt]

And what about yours? I assume you use it.

[givethemhell]

[A little nod.]

You assume correctly! My cultivation is a little rusty after all of these weeks without being able to properly use my qi, but I'd say it's evenly offensive and defensive.

[getdrekt]

Interesting.

It may bear a similarity to our own fonic strike and defense artes.

[givethemhell]

Can you tell me a little about it? How do you use fonic artes? Is it tied to any sort of internal power source or structure, or is it all external?

[He's endlessly curious, especially about the SCIENCE and MAGIC and MAGICSCIENCE in other people's worlds.]

[getdrekt]

You draw fonons into your body via your fon slots, and join them using fon verses. The fon verses act as a control mechanism over elemental fonons, and allow you to manipulate them to your will.

[givethemhell]

I see! Both external and internal, then? There are some forms of cultivation that work similarly. Does everyone in your world have those fon slots and the ability to use fon verses?

[getdrekt]

[he nods]

Everyone has fon slots, but not everyone has the innate ability to draw fonons into them—and sometimes, people's fon slots are closed off. Finally, even if you have the ability and the open slots, you still need to be able to skilfully control the fonons themselves—so not everyone can use fonic artes.

[givethemhell]

Mm! It does sound very similar indeed to cultivation, then. Everyone has qi but not everyone has the ability to form a golden core, which you need for cultivation techniques.

[A little nod! Finally he finishes slapping his sandwich together.]

—Want any?

[getdrekt]

[he nods in response. see! sometimes magic makes sense!!

--oh. he opens his mouth, closes his mouth, frowns.]

Is it spicy.

[givethemhell]

It's just got peanut butter and strawberry jam on it! Nothing spicy about it.

[After halving it, he'll offer one out to Asch. It is a perfectly normal pb&j sandwich. He's waiting for everyone to let their collective guards down before he strikes mercilessly.]

[getdrekt]

[he stares at it suspiciously, then takes a tentative bite.

oh.

hm.

this slaps.]

Hmph. Not bad.

[givethemhell]

[HE GRINS, very proud of his creation that he did not actually create.]

Isn't it? Right? I was eating jam on bread the other night and Ash suggested adding peanut butter to it! It's a wonderful combination.

[getdrekt]

Hah. So that clod does have some good ideas.

[he noms further.

god it's. so weirdly good.]

[givethemhell]

[THE GLORIOUS SIMPLICITY of a pb&j... Truly top tier. He also snickers at that.]

Did the two of you not get along very well?

[getdrekt]

...We just rub each other the wrong way.

Also, he's an idiot.

[givethemhell]

[All tsuntsuns speak the same language, dang.]

Hah, I see. Seemed fine enough when I spoke to him, though! And he did come up with this wonderful combination.

[getdrekt]

Tch.

He probably stole it from someone else. He's not smart enough to come up with it on his own.