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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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How is Tsurumaru supposed to decide between Joonghyuk or Sholmes wow. I am literally flipping a coin. Tsurumaru is going to nudge Joonghyuk with his sword,)
Oi, get up. It's too early for this surprise.
(IT IS THE WRONG DAY???)
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The letters drop onto the floor with each drop of blood: Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill. ]
WHERE IS DUSTER?
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He whacks Joonghyuk with his sword (still sheathed).
It's a natural reaction ok????)
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Yoo Joonghyuk thought, how dare you. If you want to be thrown so badly, then fine.
But right now, he's just.
Glaring.
At Tsurumaru because I rolled a five, so his motor skills are kind of wobbles hands. ]
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I'm surprised! Now, shall I knock you down for others to look at?
(I like to imagine this happened immediately after thank u.)
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(HE DIDN'T DRAW HIS SWORD???)
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and that's at least jumpstarting Allen again]
Yoo Joonghyuk-ssi, stop moving! You're hurt!
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Oh, he is. He looks down, seeing his stories just bleeding out of him. He's starting to also feel the pain in all of these hidden injuries of him, aside from the visible scar that crosses over his right eye. ]
So it would seem.
[ And he's going to walk off. ]
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Why are you this way!!!
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Just where do you think you're going?!
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[ you better not fall over dead again just because of the shock ]
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you would think he'd know this is what would happen
Kaeya may have some blood words, Yoo Joonghyuk promised to remember all of these slights... ]
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Joonghyuk, calm down! You're gonna really die at this point --
[ UNLESS HE JUST FUCKING DIES AGAIN IDK ]
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Joonghyuk disliked this. Immensely. ]
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Yoo Joonghyuk cursed Kim Dokja, "you will not see another day when I stand back up." ]
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[ Cups that face and squishes his cheeks. Fine, hit him when you get back, he'll hit you AGAIN. Stupid. Bastard. Idiot. Fool. MOLA. ]
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now in the right place
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Sir, you're at a church!
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[ gods and angels can fuck off ]
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