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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[MORE MUFFLED NOISES, THIS IS A BIG CAT. TRYING TO PET HER TO KEEP HER DOWN BEFORE HE TOPPLES OVER.]

[Irene boops Kotetsu's hand with her nose! Adorable!]

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[ UNRULY TIGER WANTS ATTENTION. Enjoy the floor, binch.

Kotetsu lightly boops Irene back. ]

[greatdeduction]

[The chair topples over, with a giant ass tiger on top of Sholmes's head.]





[Herlock Sholmes is dead.]

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[ Don't die off schedule. Finley shifts a bit so that Sholmes can breathe. And, she licks the side of his face, but she's happy now after having thoroughly harassed him like this. She gets up and goes to steal Irene from Sholmes' lap to cuddle under the table with her.

Kotetsu shifts to lean over, grinning a little. ]

I think she was a little jealous of you and another daemon.

[ He was going to say something else, but hm. ]

[greatdeduction]

Ughhhh....

[He'll just. Lay here. Defeated by tiger.]'

Wasn't like I was expecting that to happen...

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[ He slides off his chair to sit on the ground by Sholmes. He probably needs a moment before getting up. One hand reaches out to pet his hair. ]

If you want my knee, you're welcome to use it before you sit back up.