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kings: week 6 mingle

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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[Hello!]

I have a question to ask.

[She eyes the inevitable daemon. Yup, definitely this guy is with the rest]

... And I may have an answer for you, yoooou...

[He's trying to figure out if he knows this woman.]

Have we met?

Certainly not. I'd remember meeting someone accompanied by an animal everywhere -- or daemon, as they apparently are called.

[Nope! Just one resident more of this city! One that has been spending the day meeting all these strangers who look like they looted a zoo or something]

Really wish I wasn't. He's bloody annoying. [Erastis, from his position on the floor, despite being a very big lynx, curls into himself and whines pitifully.]

Stupid sod.

What's up, what's your question?

[Few people would say their wild animal companion is an annoying, stupid sod. She seems a tad puzzled for a moment]

Why did you all come to the city all of a sudden?

[It's been so surreal that, one day, there's this bunch who are going all over the place like they don't stand out like sore thumbs. A lot happens in the big city! But this? This is unprecedented, as far as she knows]

Didn't have much of a choice, did we?

Welcome to the multiverse's worst roadtrip. You're our seventh stop yet.

Oh. Pick up souvenirs before you leave.

['Multiverse's worst roadtrip' sure is not the explanation she expected. Obviously she doesn't believe it in the slightest!]

I'd tell you to enjoy your stay, but I suppose if you're forced to be here no amount of canned lines is going to help. Need any help getting away?

[Hey, she'd be willing to try to help someone escape whatever weird thing is going on! Too bad it wouldn't work, but at least she offered!]

Probably will, 'till the end.

That's sort of how it goes. Just if you see us gathered in a big group at the end of the week, avoid it unless you've got a strong stomach. You're not in any danger from us, but... probably still something you want to avoid.

[Well, you will probably die but that has nothing to do with them lmfao.]

You know of any particularly unique garden gnome sculptures around these parts?

Noted. I don't know what's going on, but thanks for the warning.

[Her assumption is that whatever happens probably will be related to all those animals, really. Probably someone getting arrested. She definitely will stay away from any big groups of these people at the end of the week, thank you, Spike!

The question surprises her, though! She raises her eyebrows, at a loss for words for a second, before settling with her usual guarded attitude, although it's not hiding too well that the question got her pretty confused]

I...have seen a weird garden gnome in a pawn shop nearby, but why'd you want something like that?

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