WEEK THREE: MINGLE

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WEEK THREE

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POPULATION: 35 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 seems the fog has receded enough to reveal a few new locations. 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. As you explore the camp, however... You may find yourself confronted by scenes from a not so distant past. Or, perhaps, the so-called-movies playing on the big screen are completely foreign to you. But that's not all you will have to deal with this week. Continue skimming the edges of the forest, and you will find yourself going down memory lane. Literally. Speaking of walking down memory lane, it seems the theater and the portal aren't the only places to relive some fond memories... or revisit ones that are better left in the past. Yes, it's memshare week. It doesn't matter if you cover yourself up from head to toe, or pirouette away from anyone who might make physical contact with you. Simple proximity OR eye contact is enough to get the ball rolling. As soon as this simple condition is met, you will find yourself reliving the other party's memories from their point of view. These memories can either be canon memories, or memories from the game they were previously in. Regardless of what the case may be, this effect will last until Week 4 officially begins. Have fun, everyone!

Comments

did you marry my dad, taako?

[chaoticlootral]

[what up losers, taako's here, he's in the world's most hideous tie-dye wedding dress, and he's not exactly in a great mood after being squished between you two assholes in that fucking carriage, but okay. He does love prizes. That might be enough to get him through this.

If you can get him to stop being incredibly mean to the staff of this poor summoned restaurant for four seconds. Who said anything about some NPC having to show up and start tearing the place apart?]

Look, if I have to explain the difference between a proper sear and a fucking slice of jerky to your chef one more time, I'm just gonna come back there and do it myself, okay?

[ruffboi]

[Magnus is wearing his groom baseball cap, and didn't dress up for this at all. So embarrassing. He actually is having a fun time, though, if only because this has been such a shitpost from the get go.]

Yes, and I'll have your jerky, please.

[There wasn't jerky on the menu? Taako was just being mean? Anyway, he's flipping through the newlywed game.]

All of these questions are gonna be. Hard to answer for three people. I don't think they thought this through at all!

[slobjection]

[ phoenix is wearing a "kick me" sign which now has a bowtie made of macaroni on it. fancy. ]

I'll have a chicken sandwich.... seared.

[ that is also not on the menu and all three of them are the worst. that's why they're getting married. ]

Suppose they weren't ready for the future of romance.

[chaoticlootral]

No, they aren't getting any of that shit. We're getting the niçoise, the seared - seared wagyu and the citrus-cured fluke and then we'll circle round on dessert after I've gone through fixing all your problems with the rest of this. What is this, by the way? A white fish and red meat menu? What is wrong with you. We don't have to pay for any of this, right--? Whatever, and like. 10 bottles of your fanciest wines. Any of 'em.

[the waiter is already running fastly away from whatever is happening here]

It's just a quiz on how much dirt we've got on each other right?

[ruffboi]

We're supposed to guess each other's answers, which is gonna be hard when we all try to do different bits to dunk on each other!

[Just predicting how things will go while Taako orders things that certainly can't be on the menu. Anyway, he knows how ordering with Taako goes, so just. Piling on.]

Just make my fluke with a soupçon of jerky, good sir.

[slobjection]

If our jokes aren't compatible, how are we going to make this marriage work.....?

[ phoenix is just taking the first bottle of win--- wow i mean grape juice the second he gets his hands on it. ]

Gerson -- gerson.

[ he means garçon. anyway that waiter is gone. phoenix can't get whatever made up thing he was going to order. ]

[chaoticlootral]

Gina . . . ?

[gina gershon? Anyway. Well, Taako's just grabbing for the whiteboard, because apparently he's going to start.]

Whatever, we'll powergame it. Just three matching answers. Or, I guess whoever gets the most brutal diss wins the round. Anyway, do this one: Finish this sentence: “My beautiful husband Taako's biggest fear is __________.”

[Scribbling on the whiteboard.]

[ruffboi]

[Scribbling down his answer, too! He writes ‘talking about his feelings.’]

Okay, don’t cheat!

[Holding his whiteboard in a way Phoenix can read it.]

[slobjection]

[ yes, gina gershon. ]

Wouldn't dream of it....

[ perceive!!!! wait wrong aa character. but, here phoenix it at an impasse. he could go with magnus's brutal roast, or do an even brutaler roast. ]

[ hmmmmmmm. sips on his grape juice, then writes down 'talking about his multiple feelings that he absolutely has.' ]

[ a compromise, just like marriage is supposed to be about!! ]

[chaoticlootral]

[Flipping his board around!


The knowledge that one day, no matter how hard I try to maintain connections or hold onto the things I love, inexorably, all creatures eventually end up moving through the vastness of the universe alone.

hm.]

Didn’t think I’d get fuckin’ real, did ya? Dunked on, idiots.

[ruffboi]

Damn. We were close, though!

[Anyway, taking his whiteboard and scribbling something else.]

What's your hubby Magnus' greatest physical attribute?

[slobjection]

Well played.

[ also extremely yikes??? but this is a fun thread so phoenix is just breezing right on. ]

[ writing down 'his sideburns'....... listen, can't pull that off. he has to appreciate. ]

[ he's also not showing taako the answer bc this is frankly easy mode ]

[chaoticlootral]

It wasn't close at friggin' all! It was the exact opposite of what you said!

[scribbling scribbling . . . 'big enough to hide behind in case of AOEs.'

At least it's sort of a compliment?]

[ruffboi]

[Showing them! It says 'big beefy muscles.']

Taako was closest. . .

[slobjection]

What's an AOE.....?

[ damn...... the sideburns are better, though. ]

I think sideburns should count as muscles, in this case. They're also beefy.

[ well, here's to the next round! ]

It's Phoenix's turn to plan a date night, what does he plan?

[chaoticlootral]

Don't worry about it. And my answer was definitely right.

[scribble scribble

he plans it then makes you ask 40 questions to figure out where the fuck it is]

[ruffboi]

Yeah, I'd say sideburns count as muscles!

[Sure. Anyway, he writes 'he doesn't plan anything, he just passes out on the couch from drinking grape juice.' Wow.]

[slobjection]

Think we can count that one as a win.

[ no they can't. anyway phoenix's answer takes up the whole whiteboard, it's basically an elaborate plan for a date involving a candlelight dinner, horseback riding, go fish (????), ended with him giving the datee tulips. ]

I'm almost hurt by your answers.

[ almost. ]

[chaoticlootral]

Sounds bad! I hate tulips.

[WOW. Pile on. Anyway. Hm. Hmmmmmmm.]

Should we move onto round two . . . ? [these questions are so much worse.] Finish this sentence: “My beautiful husband Taako likes to have _________ massaged, but he can’t stand to have his _________ touched.”

[IT WAS ON THE LIST.]

[ruffboi]

I thought it was kinda nice.

[He'd love to play go fish? Anyway, yeesh at Taako.

He writes down 'wand' and 'staff' and sniggers to himself?]

[slobjection]

The other option is sunflowers. But I'm glad one partner in this thruple appreciates me.

[ clearly magnus and phoenix should ditch taako. ]

[ after taking a peek at magnus's very subtly, he writes 'staff' and 'wand. ]

[chaoticlootral]

[Turning his around! It's 'staff' and 'wand' so. Phoenix wins. None of these answers make any sense.]

Where the fuck is our food . . . ?

[Taako doesn't seem to be paying attention to the fact a goose is rampaging around the restaurant in the background, honking loudly as staff chases its around. Gertrude is here.]

[ruffboi]

[Awww, man. So close.]

Is it just me, or is that goose keep saying 'fuck'?

[slobjection]

Looks live I've truly captured one of your hearts....

[ anyway that sure is a thing that's happening. ]

.... I wonder if they have a problem with the food.

[ it's really hard for a goose to pull off the idiot sandwich bit, but gertrude can do it. ]

Taako, you should check it out.

[chaoticlootral]

What, no-- I'm playing this game?

[honking erupts again as a small fire starts in the kitchen.]

You do it.