WEEK TWO MINGLE

[grigori]

otamo: week 2 mingle melodies of m̸̜̭̝̥̉̈́̃ë̴̱̪̣́͑̀m̴̫̀̌ǫ̴̝͔̞̉̈͠r̵̭͚̳͑́͋ḭ̶̲̋̇̒̔e̶̬̓̄̅š̷̮̪̙̈́͠ forgotten canals

36 Remain

Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. Gone is the ancient city—which many learned had come to be named Krankaz—and its salt-caked, rusted, ruined world. Your beds are more comfortable, your things stored away in much finer rooms where light filters in through stained glass. Did you miss sunlight? Fresh air? There's much of it to be found, here. But there seems to be... music faintly playing from somewhere, at all times? Sometimes, the song changes, but it's always of the same quality. How strange...

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 a dusty mansion, this go around. It's almost eerie, with the music in the background softly playing, but it's easy to tune it out as you begin exploring the new world that you've all found yourselves in.

Much like your previous worlds, this one seems a little sparse, in terms of population. Unlike the last one, though, you'll find other occupants—just not here, with you now. But the bright colors of moss, coral, flora, and fauna are replaced by the bright color of stained glass and greenery, a world filled to the brim with life in a different way. The soft rush of water can be heard everywhere along with the melodies of this city, little water mills constantly running even in the canals, though some of them and the machines here seem to be in a little disrepair. Shall we?



In the foyer of this grand mansion, your Watchers of the week can be found—the Celestials. They're ready to receive you, and hopefully see you through this week more safely than the last two. Good morning!

Baraqiel speaks up first, this time, thick cloak closed around themself completely to conceal their wings, and daemon perched eagle-formed on the banister of the stairs. "We've got a name right off for this one, unlike the last one. City's called Otamo—do all of us and yourselves a favor and don't break anything that actually keeps the lights on. Maintaining a city is hard enough without everyone bringing it down around us."

Daemon on their shoulder in squirrel form, Suriel has a smile and a wave for everyone. "It's a nice place, too! Or it was, once. And the music's great - just like being in a video game! Ah, but try not to break into everything? Or at least try put it back like you found it, please."

Resting on Shamsiel's head is their daemon, and they start the day with a polite smile for everyone. "And like always, we're here to help you however we can. So, please, you know how to reach us should there be anything you'd need."

That seems to be all, but before you're released off to go exploring—Baraqiel has one last thing to add: "They're too nice to say it, but I'm not: stop asking Suriel for anything involving blood, whether it's power-related or for food. If you want that shit, ask a different Watcher, and ask Suriel for something else."

Suriel has some quiet protests to that, but they seem to go ignored.


With the new week, travelers will find that they no longer have minor control of the four major elements. Instead, they'll find that they have an unbreakable connection to another participant, one that reveals something many of you work hard to hide. You feel what they feel, and they feel what you feel, both physically and emotionally. What will you do when faced with the terrifying ordeal of being known? This effect lasts all week.

Additionally, there's an aspect of this world you may want to take note of—around the city, primarily in the canals, are broken panes and shards of glass that are... different. These can be retrieved out of the water, or off the banks, or from broken fixtures to no detriment to yourselves. However, you'll find that interacting with them shares a fragment of a memory from your point of view with those around you, genuine and true. The music of Otamo adapts to each memory, and may drown out any spoken word in the memory (though you may play with the intensity of this, to allow for some dialogue to be audible), but with how most shards are small enough to be held in the hand, they have a transportable potential to them. You may bring your memshare to others, whether by accident or on purpose.

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Comments

[reflash]

It's more that someone made him an offer he couldn't refuse.

[powerplay]

He should've.

[ Ain't that easy to say in hindsight? ]

[reflash]

Sometimes it isn't that easy.

[yueshen]

I agree with Yukio. When we spoke about it, he said he felt as though he had to say yes - likely some means of mental manipulation, on top of what was already being offered.

A truly vile act, to say the least.

[reflash]

That makes it even more dangerous.

I haven't been able to get much information out of the Watchers, but we need to figure out more about why we're here, and who brought us here, before it's too late.

[lefthandpath]

One of the Watchers told me that their bosses won't lie directly, but they will lie by omission.

So it's not surprising they keep using turning them into dust to keep them from telling us too much.

[powerplay]

That sucks, I think that counts as a kind of lying! File a complaint!

[reflash]

I don't understand why there's conflict between them. Why pick people who will work against you as your representatives?

[quiz]

And what about Qi Rong?

Or was he just that batshit?

[yueshen]

On that, I am not so sure.

[ so

yes and no. ] I pressed him for a reason, but I knew he would not give me his real one - though, then again, I would not have truly put it past him to kill Mr. Marius, simply because he felt like it.

[bloodyromance]

It's like these people've never heard of a deal with the devil.

You gotta trick them into it, you can't just mentally dominate them and... Ugh. No sodding class.

[yueshen]

No sodding class, indeed.

[ this sounds very silly from his very proper mouth but he likes the word, so he nods along. ]

I confess, I don't know much about angels, but 'devils' are quite in line with the ghosts of my world. Someone proposed this weekend that 'a devil' is really what we are all dealing with.

[quiz]

And what would someone have to offer you in exchange of killing one of us, hm?

A cup of coffee? A mechanical pencil that automatically refills on it's own? Glasses that won't break? Or, better yet, lasik?

[reflash]

I have no intention of killing anyone here just because someone offers a reward. But from what I understand, he killed because he wanted to avoid a punishment.

[quiz]

So was it people being held hostage or being punished -- or both?

Both, right?

[reflash]

I didn't ask him for the details.

[quiz]

Why wouldn't you?

Aren't you a teacher? Isn't asking for details your toxic trait?

[bloodyromance]

I don't think it's controversial to say that everyone's got something they're willing to kill for.

It's just that trusting that dusty piece of shit is a bit of a fools errand, yeah?

[quiz]

Maybe.

[ why y'all coming in here with emotions for?? is it so you can feel somethin' for another dude? ]

Apparently there wasn't any other option, but who knows.

[bloodyromance]

[No, it's fine, it's not gay if you say no homo first.]

Yeah, I suppose. If you're a starving fish, sometimes you just need to take the bait, even if it might be attached to a hook.

[Metaphors.]

[quiz]

Are you always this poetic or is this just the way you talk?

[aono]

Stop bullying Yukio.

[>T]

[quiz]

Keep ordering me around and I might just kiss you.

[aono]

I'm serious! Bullying Yukio isn't allowed. Kiss whoever you want, I don't care.

[quiz]

If you consider this bullying then wait until I get mean.