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WEEK ZERO: MINGLE - OVERFLOW
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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. |
GIYUU
Amazing.
Sanji has to coach himself not to start laughing]
Nah, don't worry about it -- I'm more interested in this demon slaying business you brought up. That a profession you just woke up and decided sounds like a good time, or...?
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well, the task suggested that they talk about things like this, right? and, honestly, it isn't a huge secret given the nature of most demon slayers. ]
My family was killed by demons and so I became a demon slayer to prevent more people from suffering what I had gone through.
[ so...sorry? maybe he should have taken him out for a few more friendly jaunts before dumping this on him? at least giyuu has the decency to look a bit apologetic. ]
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Sanji looks like he got punched for a second]
Ah.
... Sorry about that.
[that his family died? That Sanji opened his stupid mouth. Mmmm wow this conversation is tanking]
-- Well, fair's fair. You can ask me an invasive question to keep the shitty score even.
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[ sometimes your family just gets eaten by demons. these things just...happen. either way giyuu doesn't look as fussed and only feels bad because it was just the most unfortunate thing to dump on a person you literally just spoke to.
that said he'll consider it for a moment. ]
Which one of the things you told me was a lie?
[ it's not invasive but he's curious? ]
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[Wow Sanji you ass--
Well. He almost looks apologetic? Or just amused in that way when your soul is tired.]
None of 'em were lies... maybe.
[Trust nothing the pirate chef ever says.]
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?????
okay??? but amused in the way when your soul is tired is a very valid response and one that giyuu can understand but at the same time he really has to wonder. ]
How did you become a pirate?
[ is that something people just...do? he has no idea how people decide to become pirates. are pirates bad? yeah, but pirates are not worse than demons so he gets a pass. ]
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[Which explains jack shit, but the fact that Giyuu has been a good sport this far means Sanji is willing to share, a smirk on his face]
I was raised on a floating restaurant that was run by ex-cons. Most of 'em ex-pirates, to be specific. So you can say we were a little, uh... rough around the edges.
[UNDERSTATEMENT. The Baratie was clean and perfect until the moment an asshole tried to cut loose.]
But then one day my future captain came crashing through the roof and asked me to join him as his pirate chef.
[Smiling widely]
And I turned his ass down.
[ONE PIECE~]