WEEK THREE MINGLE

[grigori]

ahnkeen: week 3 mingle in the sands of time

32 Remain

Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. The soft ripples of the canals and dulcet tones of otamatone fade from your ears, replaced by a steady, dry breeze and the ambient noise of the local populace filtering in through open windows. Another thing you'll notice is that it's warm - very warm. Light dress is recommended here.

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 house, a bit on the older side but still comfortable. The decor is neutral and inoffensive, much like you'd expect of a place that sees many visitors.

Unlike the previous worlds you've visited, Ahnkeen is a bustling, busy place, full of people of all sorts - and not all are human, so please check your biases at the door. Though the world around them is dry and scarce of resources, the market town itself is alive and well, business booming, and the merchants here keep a close eye on their wares in case of any thieves.



Traversing down the streets of the housing district are the Temporals. For the most part they seem ready to receive everyone. Throwing their hands into the air and meandering down Rameel will be spearhead the introductions this time—their puma daemon trailing behind them. As an extra treat, they'll even seem to have their “black box” from previous with them this fine morning on full blast.

"Hello, hello everyone! WELCOME TO AHNKEEN!! The home to the great markets...probably. I hope more of you are used to these scenery changes by now, and by popular demand are your favorite Temporals. We've changed the set for the hat trick, but we won't stop there."

Satariel is standing close to Yomiel, their undercloak absent and their daemon raven-formed on their shoulder - it squawks after Rameel yells the welcome, but they offer everyone a warm smile. They do reach over to... turn down the "black box" of Rameel's, without looking, smile still intact. "For those of you that kept your things from previous worlds, especially the treasure from our adventures underwater, you might find that they come in handy here. We are in a market, after all."

The last Watcher has also shed their undercloak, staring at Rameel while their polecat daemon chitters. "Anyway," they turn to the rest with a vague gesture at Satariel. "Try not to steal too much this time. The last few worlds were pretty quiet, but you might run into trouble with the locals here if you keep that up."


With the new week, travelers will find that they are no longer connected physically and emotionally to another participant. As opposed to being drawn to one person in particular, they'll find themselves with the need to be physically close to any other participant they speak to. Go on, hold their hand, get your snuggle on - it'll make you feel better. This effect lasts all week.

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Comments

[third_alternative]

Uh, hello? It's exactly what it says on the card. It's a boy, but with cat ears and a tail. Who does cat stuff sometimes.

[perfectdistance]

Like knockin' stuff off the table? Do they have to have cat ears and tails?

[callalilies]

[ oh! he knows this! ]

We have people like that where I'm from, most notably of the Kätzlein lineage. They have cat ears and tails!

[third_alternative]

THEY'RE REAL?!

[callalilies]

Mmmhmm. One of them's a young bartender! Miss Diona. She makes some of the best drinks.

[perfectdistance]

How old are your bartenders?

[callalilies]

She's... a bit of a special case.

She's 12.

[perfectdistance]

Why is she in a bar?

[callalilies]

I'm not really the person to ask...

[perfectdistance]

[He will just stand here, worrying about a child he will never meet.]

[third_alternative]

Are they all milk?

[callalilies]

I actually don't know. She kind of just puts whatever in and it tastes incredible. They say she has a gift.

[third_alternative]

Does it have anything to do with her being a cat, or is it just unrelated?

[third_alternative]

I guess? Usually it's like, saying "meow" or "nya" and stuff, or making this face. [ he kneels down and traces a :3 in the dust ] Tail's optional, but I think the ears are a must.

[perfectdistance]

How are they doin' that with their mouths?

[third_alternative]

[ shrugs ] They're cats, why wouldn't they be able to make cat faces?

[perfectdistance]

[Looks down at Disce, "mrrrow?"]

Okay. [why not.]

So if they're catboys, can they bark if they wanna or is it cat noises only?

[third_alternative]

Hmmm...I'd say just cat noises.

I mean, they can talk like regular people too, so I guess they'd be able to bark, but like. Only as well as you or I could.

[perfectdistance]

Okay, but if they were a magical catboy they could do whatever they wanted.

[third_alternative]

Sure, I guess. They can cast a spell on themselves to make them be able to bark like a dog too.

But catboys aren't magical by default, so that's kind of cheating.

[perfectdistance]

The only cat-ish guy I know is a wizard... Wait are they only boys? No catmen?

[third_alternative]

How cat-ish are we talking here, exactly?

[ opens his mouth to give an informative answer, but...then he pauses and closes his mouth. ]

You know, I'm not sure actually. I've never heard of catmen but they have to exist, right? Unless like, all catboys get euthanized or something...

[perfectdistance]

... That's fuckin' grim.

[third_alternative]

...hey, isn't there that one series where people are all born catboys and catgirls but then they lose the ears and tails when they uh...you know...for the first time?

Maybe that's just how it works for all of them, and they're not really getting euthanized.

[escardos]

You mean Loveless!?