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WEEK THREE MINGLE 2.0
ahnkeen: week 3 mingle
in the sands of time
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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Cat! Here! Now!
[ WHY IS SHE SCOLDING IT. She's just reaching up over the top of the skeleton to try to get the cat to come over, except -- uh. Huh?
You guys blink? 'Cause the cat's suddenly gone. ]
Where'd it go!
[ And now Sholmes has to deal with a small flavour of chaos as she starts flailing to try to get up on the skeleton from this angle. ]
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[Nero's just watching this chaos for a moment, before he starts actually looking for the cat.
SQUINT... kind of hard to see against the glare of the sun, but he'll point to what looks a lot like cat ears on a different bone.]
There?
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[And...wuh-oh. Cat is NOT THERE. NO CAT HEAVEN. Power is moving, and it's. Very Chaotic, but he's holding onto her, tight.]
Miss Power, please! Stay still! [And looking over at Nero.] Hold on. It jumped...?
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...Not gonna lie I think Daemon's are a better bet. [With a gentle tap to the side, Erastis transforms into a vampire bat and flaps his wings into the air.]
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Well, when the cat's new location is pointed out, she will stop flailing and her hands come to rest on top of Sholmes's head. Idk if he's wearing the hat or not, but she bongos lightly. ]
To the next skeleton over, then!
[ From their feet, Ritty is barking in dog form. ]
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[What's this about cat heaven now??]
Might as well give it a try.
[Disce switches to cat to snake to mole, back to cat. Sad little mew.
But she will try climbing up of the bones, in case the other cat teleports to where she is instead.]
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[ow ow ow ow he is being bongoed ow ow ow]
[Irene at his feet changes to a beagle, barking merrily.]
The game's afoot! Let's [ow] go! [ow]
[Running over to the next bone!]
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Motherfucker...
[At least the bat is flying on target.]
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Ho there! Faster, before it disappears on us again! Go Ritty!
[ Ritty barks and runs towards the structure too, barking around the foot of it, and pawing at it like the creature he is. ]
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The cat startles at the barking and immediately teleports to a completely different bone. No barking!]
Damn, this is gonna be a pain.
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[Sholmes, a faithful steed, runs to the next bone, Irene also keeping up with the barks as she runs beside him. She's more than happy to run forward as Sholmes keeps up, Power in tow.]
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Think this cat's just mocking us now.
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[ Addressing the cat, naturally. Ritty is just barking some more. She curls in on top of Sholmes's head and the light bongo tap continues. ]
Hurley! The alpha plan!
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[PLEASE TELL YOUR HORSE THESE THINGS]
Do tell, I will follow!
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As a guess? Probably wants you to throw her, mate.
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[ She's not opposed to it entirely apparently. ]
I was gonna say one of us drops dead and pretends to be a corpse! And maybe the cat will teleport on top of you, while the others chase it around, and then -- gotcha!
[ Making a grab motion, sorry for the jostle dear horse. Anyway enjoy her brilliantly stupid plan. ]
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[HELLO?! Power what are you thinking?]
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[Points at Nero.]
You! Play dead! And you-! [POINTS AT SPIKE] Scare the cat away and we all make a big deal so that the cat is scared and...teleport! Right where we want it to!
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[Apparently he's on board for this plan.]
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Hurley-Power 2000, disband! We're gonna pincer this cat even if it kills us!
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Let's go.