WEEK THREE MINGLE 2.0

[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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[braise]

[ A more violent cough into their hand as they push themselves up on their feet. ]

I'm gonna kill that sleazy little—

[ And then they're just going to walk over and slap Sholmes as he's in the middle of being treated. ]

And you!!

[greatdeduction]

...Bwuh?

[AND HE'S BEING SLAPPED. WHY MUST THE VIOLENCE CONTINUE. MAY WE NOT KNOW THE MEANING OF PEACE]

[braise]

You know why!!

[ But then they look down and see that his hand is still a thing, and, oh. Not the only one that got to bring back a shitty souvenir, huh.



They turn away with a huff. ]

...Well, I'll save the rest for later.

[senjinrouha]

…

Seriously, who?

[braise]

[ takes a deep breath and stares up at the sky ]

[senjinrouha]

[ that is not an answer ]

The sooner we know what’s going on, the sooner we can treat whatever injuries you probably have.

[greatdeduction]

...Do I?

[EVERYTHING IS SO MUCH??]

[And then something comes to mind.]

Ah! Your back-!

[braise]

[ Nods!! But they're laying off of you for now so. Go get healed. ]

[grigori]

[ the normal reaction is not to laugh but BOY will they have a hard time not doing so. ]

Nice to see that you're alright.

[braise]

[ frowns!! ]

What part of this is alright?!

[ LIKE, NOT EVEN THE SANJI THING, BUT, THE WOUNDS, ]

[grigori]

[ they're just going to squint at him(?) ]

How do I fix this? Are you even hurt?

[rerouter]

[quietly:]

Okay. But seriously, who is this?

[bloodyromance]

Don't we have enough blondes at this point...?

[rerouter]

Way too many. Where's the diversity?

[powerplay]

[rerouter]

[shhhh power is an og blond she doesn't count]

[escardos]

At this point I think it's better if we don't know!

[rerouter]

No, it's going to bother me now.

[escardos]

That's fair. I'm dying to know too!

[ pun not intended. ]

[braise]

[ Starts to reach out to grab Monika's hand, then stops, because UGH THIS GUY!!!!!!! ]

--Okay, I swear I'm not gonna be creepy about this, but come over here a second.

[third_alternative]

Dude. No one thought you were gonna be creepy about it until you said it.

[braise]

Shut up, Rex.

[powerplay]

You better not be.

[ She's watching you, imposter blond. ]

[rerouter]

[... LIFTS BOTH OF HER EYEBROWS SKY HIGH but slowly. nods.]

Okay. But just so you know, that just made it sound like you're totally going to be creepy about it.

[Approaches??? The fuck.]

[braise]

It's Nanaly. [ stares into the abyss ] I had to disguise myself as this gross guy, and--

[ well, this. ]

Why didn't it revert when I came back??