WEEK ONE MINGLE

[grigori]

krankaz: week 1 mingle Depths of the Leviathan

38 Remain

Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. The familiar sights and sounds of Cittàgazze are long gone, replaced by something much more ancient, yet still radiant. The sound of children playing in the streets and scampering about have been replaced by the echoes from deep. Try not to hold your breath for too long when you finally take the first steps outside to soak in all of new sights. Ideally, "soak" being used as a metaphor instead of literally as well, and it can stay that way just as long as the "Bubble" is respected. What? A "Bubble?"

You all awaken in your beds—although they aren't the beds that you found yourself falling asleep in previously, and you might not even see the same face as you had the previous night. But one by one, as you filter out, you find yourselves in what had once been a grand and imperious castle. The halls stand massive, arching and textured in reliefs and carvings of beautiful faces and creatures. Old paintings adorn the walls, or have even been knocked down to prop against them, rotten from moisture and dust and neglect. Great landscape scenes, the tales of battlefields, and royal portraits of strangers vary where you can make them out.

As the journey through these halls continues, everyone comes to the same conclusion: this place is twice as empty as the city of magpies was. It would probably be dimly lit, were it not for a faint blue glow from outside (from the Bubble over everything, you'll come to realize) and the fact there's bioluminescent corral, plants, and even small creatures everywhere, washing everything in salmon, pinks, purples, oranges, reds. Light posts and fixtures are adorned with once-white crystals that illuminated things, now covered in these same warm hues to replace their glow.



Coming down to the join of the two castle wings and into the throne room, you'll meet some familiar faces. Or unfamiliar? We don't know your lives. They seem to be anticipating your eventual arrival.

Each of the three hooded figures have a distinctly colored cloak with one being dark like the night, the second in a cloak of bright and soft dawn, and the last in robes of stormy sunset. Once again, two appear to stand at the same height, but this time the third is of a shorter stature. It's that shorter one, in the dawn-colored cloak, that speaks first.

They clap their hands once, twice, three times - and then their voice, strong but chipper, is loud and clear. "Hello, everyone! Apologies for the surprise, we, ah, weren't exactly expecting this to happen until it did? My name is Satariel, and we're the Temporal Watchers. The Celestials are still here with us, but it's our turn to speak with all of you like this. If we haven't met before, it's nice to meet you now! If we've met before, it's good to see you again. Please let us know if there's anything we can do to help you, as we all figure things out, as we know that things are already fairly stressful as is right now."

They fold their hands together in front of themself, bowing politely, and pass it onto the next in line who stands taller than Satariel and dressed in a long dark cloak like the night. "Satariel is so great! It makes me wonder why we're even here." They'll say with a laugh before properly addressing everyone else after raising their left hand up to the side of their face in the shape of a paw.

"It's as they say—we're the Temporal Watchers and I'm Rameel, so hello, hello! I hope everyone enjoyed my gift last week. Unfortunately, I don't have anything for you this week but if you talk to me later maybe I can arrange something. We are but your humble servants."

To conclude their turn speaking, they'll give a deep, flourishing bow and step aside for the one in a cloak reminiscent of a stormy day. "Yomiel." They wave a hand at the other two. "They covered most of it already, so just let one of us know if you have any questions. We'll answer messages, too, if you need us."


With the new week, travelers will find that their daemons have stopped hiccuping and shifting without warning. Instead, they will find that they and their daemon have limited control over one of four elements - earth, fire, water, or air. Some examples would be shifting sand, warming a cup of tea with your hands, sweating more than normal (if you aren't like Bertolt), or always looking like you're in a hair commercial. This effect lasts all week.

And, if you're worried about your things, just check your rooms. They'll be stored away safe and sound.

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[greatdeduction]

a. walking in a winter water wonderland

[Good morning, everyone. Today, you might find two people just walking alongside each other around town, seemingly oblivious to the underwater world around them. Sholmes is animatedly talking, as he often does, but his eyes are fixed entirely on his partner.]

- And that is how I found the solution! A devil of a problem, really! But of course, for a genius of deduction such as myself, it was simply, well, elementary.

[ As far as Sholmes' companion goes, it seems like he's the one (barely) keeping an eye on their route. Or, at the very least, making sure they don't crash into any wall. More or less, Kotetsu seems to be utterly enthralled by the story Sholmes is weaving. ]

Hearing your stories, I have no idea how you do it. Very impressive.

[ At this point he would possibly applaud Sholmes, but... ]

[That's very difficult, because as they're walking, it's clear they're holding hands. Sholmes is swinging them back and forth, like an eager child.]

Of course its impressive! And here, there is room for more than enough adventures to add to the list. I insist, dear fellow, let us explore this aquatic city all the more. You know, I would be most happy to have you by my side to lean on your observation and intuition.

[Following behind them, Irene in hare form can be seen lounging as a cute little loaf on the back of Finley, Kotetsu's daemon, in tiger form. What a cute sight! Don't hesitate to say hi.]

[ooc: Both Kotetsu and/or Sholmes will respond to whoever tags this!]

b. wildcard

[I am open for Sholmes PCs and as you know, the man is anywhere and everywhere. Don't hesitate to DM me over on plurk or discord!]

a.

[allyship]

[........................ what the fuck is he seeing right now]

Congratulations on your partnership?

[greatdeduction]

Ah, hello!

[He's posing in greeting, but he's still holding Kotetsu's hand while he's doing it, so its very silly.]

Oh, yes! I will accept all congratulations! This man is most certainly grateful to have a great detective like myself at his side!

[ARE YOU SPEAKING FOR HIM]

[sponsoredby]

[ He laughs and hooks a hand behind his head, maybe there is a little blush? ]

Thanks!

a.

[booksleeves]

[Um. Hmm. Hello?]

. . . My! Good morning to both of you.

[greatdeduction]

Greetings, my dear madam.

[Giving her a warm smile.]

This really is quite an interesting situation we've found ourselves in, hm?

[You could say that.]

[sponsoredby]

[ And Kotetsu here is going to give her a small salute. ]

Good morning to you, too!

a

[perfectdistance]

[sometimes you see something and you just close your eyes and pretend very hard that it's not happening at all.]

[greatdeduction]

[DRAGGING KOTETSU ALONG]

Hello, Mr...you! [DID YOU FORGET HIS NAME] How does the day go!

a

[perspire]

Uh... good morning?

a.

[senjinrouha]

[ crystal it's week 1 you really are the most powerful ]

So. Stuck? Caught up in a whirlwind-like torrent of emotions? Messing with us for fun?

do i even need to write the letter

[sponsoredby]

[ As Finley is walking along, one might hear a soft purr coming from her. She's absolutely beaming as she prances along with Irene on her. ]

I guess I don't mind being a sidekick. Not everyone has the privilege of working this close with such a great detective.

a you asked for this

[winebar]

[Have you ever seen such a intense look of disgust on van Zieks' face before? It's hard to say.

Still he is a polite(?) Victorian aristocrat so he keeps his incredible sharp opinions to himself and simply turns on his heel at the sight of this. Bye.]

a

[uncoincidental]

[hmmm.]

It seems like you two are having a good time!

a

[taptap]

[ what is this gay shit in front of my salad ]

a, of course it's a, why would it be anything else

[third_alternative]

[ Just kind of watching them, from the side. head tilted. curious, confused. ]

...huh. The two of you? Really?

[ is it just your imagination, or des rex's gaze turn slightly...judgmental in Kotetsu's direction? ]

[voltadomar]

[Kim's not saying anything, but he is glancing in their direction, and squinting a little.]

a

[lefthandpath]

[Allen Walker isn't sure he sees what he sees and even if he does what does he do with this forbidden knowledge.]

[veraltwin]

[you know, Alisaie has just been ignoring Sholmes for the most part because. He's an idiot. But this? Unexpected.

And yet... it scans. Sholmes is the type of moron to get himself into impossible situations, and Kotetsu is the type of person to think noble sacrifices are acceptable, if he's the one doing it.

In short: They should have seen this coming, honestly.]

A

[perceivedrevalry]

[Huh. Well look at that]

How did this happen in such a short span of time?

[Yeah, like everyone else, Revali assumes this means the two of them have gotten together. Congratulations?]

[syndromed]

[ rika claps for them! ]

Congratulations.

a

[aono]

[Did you fuck our dad, Sholmes?]

a of course

[escardos]

Even in the worst of places, love can blossom! Isn't that romantic, Jack?

[ jack chitters softly, but doesn't seem to care one way or another. ]

a

[rerouter]

[





she starts counting someone with the fingers of her hands.]

... Is this moving seriously fast or way too slow?

a

[magichammer]

Is this some kinda nightmare...?