WEEK SIX MINGLE

[grigori]

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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Comments

[unsealthecatbox]

[Big RIP, indeed]

Then how about you explain it in a manner that doesn't make you and everyone else with these animals sound like complete nutcases?

[She asks that and part of her feels regret immediately. She really feels like she's on the verge of getting into stuff she's going to struggle to comprehend]

[sponsoredby]

Any way I explain this, you're going to think we're all crazy. So I'm not really sure what to tell you.

[ Poor life choices engaging with this. ]

[unsealthecatbox]

Try me. May as well figure out at what point my suspension of disbelief breaks. Not that it isn't already straining under the weight of 'daemons'.

[Roundabout way of saying she's curious. Although she's pretty blasé about the whole thing, she sure has started to wonder if perhaps she missed something big happening in Kings. It's been an interesting day so far, that's for sure]

I'll try not to judge preemptively.

[sponsoredby]

Well, what were you told about daemons anyway? That'll let me know what I should talk about.

[ Since, you know, that's a huge part of it. ]

[unsealthecatbox]

[She recites, although she's obviously skeptical about it:]

These are called daemons. They're your companions, and they represent what your souls are like. That's what I have been told so far.

[When she was told that she preferred to back down instead of asking more because, well, at the time Kaeya seemed like some weirdo who was pulling her leg, but after talking to so many people...she has no choice but to consider perhaps there's some degree of truth going on in all that.

It's quite hard to swallow, but yeah]

[sponsoredby]

That's exactly what they are. They have different shapes that take on different animals based on things like mood or situations... Don't really have any control over that.

[unsealthecatbox]

How did you even get it out of you? I know nothing about souls or daemons, but anything that makes part of you be out there must be dangerous.

[It's not much of a stretch to think that it was traumatic or horrible in some way!]

[sponsoredby]

I woke up in a strange place I didn't know and she was there by my side. Maybe it was traumatic, but I don't remember what was involved in the process. Where I'm from originally, things were not like this.