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WEEK SIX MINGLE
kings: week 6 mingle
the big orange
the big orange
22 Remain
Another week, another world to explore. Once again, waking brings you to unfamiliar surroundings, the bitter touch of Nerak cold fading to the more mild weather of autumn. The sound of cars or people talking or faint music greets your ears, no matter the time of day or night, and the light pollution is intense. Hope you weren't counting on seeing the stars.
Welcome to Kings, where you'll have your pick of shopping, entertainment, cute date spots, or just about anything else that you can think of! The city has something to offer for everyone. You'll never be wanting for things to do here - just try not to get lost in the subways. The locals may not be the most willing to help out.
Waiting for you to join them in the main plaza of Star Circle are Baraqiel, Shamsiel, and Suriel. You might have to push your way through the crowds to reach them properly, but no one's blinking an eye at your Watchers today. There are other people in costume hanging around already. What's a few angels to add to the antics?
Suriel greets everyone with their usual cheerful smile, fox daemon pressed close to their ankles to avoid getting lost in the crowd. "I bet this world reminds a bunch of you of home, huh? Let's all make the most of it while we're here!"
Baraqiel heaves a sigh, daemon weasel-formed and half-hidden in the folds of their hood as it suspiciously squints at every noise its little ears pick up. "Speak for yourself." They do not seem 100% thrilled with this worldhop, come the new week, but do at least offer something to the travelers gathered. "For those of you less used to cities like this, there are motorized vehicles of varying sizes in Kings - try not to get run over by them."
With a soft laugh, Shamsiel will look at Baraqiel and gently pat them on their upper arm and their falconet daemon will then proceed to take flight from their shoulder. At least they seem to be relieved that Baraqiel gave them a warning for those who aren't going to be familiar with it. "And much like the previous worlds we've been to, please be mindful of what you end up doing here. We are just visitors, after all, and it'd be rude if we left it all a mess."
As for your effect of the week... Your past injuries have cleared, with no phantom pains left to haunt you, your loved ones, or your launders. Instead, you'll find that you are unable to speak dishonestly - any time you try, your words get stuck on the tip of your tongue and never quite make it out. It's honesty week, lads - no more lying to yourselves or anyone else.
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...what the heck? What are you doing here?
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[Hello??? She doesn't have sunglasses to push up but she is absolutely rubbing her single eye like she can't believe what she's seeing.]
... Oh, my gosh. How are you here? Isn't this— Well, you were just at the resort yesterday.
[She thought this was a different world, the fuck.]
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should she tell her?]
Oh. That's so sweet of your mom...
[no.]
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but you can catch lup coming out of an apartment! wow! does someone have their own room?? she waves at monika, looking much more put together than she did during sunday.]
Hey, chica.
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Monika seems delighted to se her.]
Hi! [She gestures at the apartment she just came out of.] Did you finally get your own accommodations?
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Sure, yeah. I mean, the Watchers finally felt sorry for me and gave me a place to stay, I don't know if that counts.
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Anyway... How are you feeling? I'm really sorry you got stuck with us the other day.
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[she says, like she wasn't losing her mind a little on sunday] I could've been trapped in a worse place.
[she just... casually leans against the wall.]
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Uhuh... [Doubt? But she'll let her have this and change the subject.] Now that I think about it, has anyone told you about the worlds we visited before you met us?
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Not really. Why?
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Hello!
[Clearly this woman isn't one who hesitates to speak to random strangers on the street]
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[She sounds so proud, taking one out she shows it, extending it to Monika:]
It's literature for childers, but it's real popular.
[The cover has a charming watercolor illustration of a hedgehog with chicken legs diving into an abyss. 'Tibkins and the Deep, Deep Trough', the title says]
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Good enough I can get away with shenanigans.
[Must be seriously awesome sales if she can do that, really. Agents and publishers could drop people like hot potatoes as long as they're not household names]
Besides, a city like this one is full of events and things that get one's creativity going. Such as...
[Her eyes wander to Monika's daemon. Oh. Her cheery disposition fades into some confusion while she tries to think of the right words to describe that someone like Monika is walking around with an animal you probably wouldn't be allowed to have with you]
...this?
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He's an emotional support animal.