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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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This is less a concert and more a circus...
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[It's like a thousand little Scoobies, all concentrated in one room.]
I don't think they're even listening to the music too, cuz if they were they'd know this is complete rubbish.
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[ She looks a little offended? ]
Whoever was up singing something about chocolate sounded good.
[ There’s suddenly yelling coming from the crowd. A young woman who looks like she’s a second from jumping over the small barrier: ] That was Another Boyband With A Monochrome Cover and you thought it was just okay!?
[ Reze just blinks. ]
Spike, you handle that.
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Honestly, we might need more than one security person at this rate--oi! Don't waste food like that!
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[Someone yells out from the crowd "Just FINE?!" and throws a shoe at him. He reaches out and catches it, clocks the person who threw it, and throws it right back at them.]
Alright, step away from the barrier!
[He is now making an attempt at pushing them back. The friends of the girl who he threw a shoe back at appear to be scheming revenge however.]
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Another wave of screams pass when they think the door is about to open only for it to close again, and Reze has to witness underwear being thrown at the wall.
She doesn’t wanna do this anymore. ]
Let one of them hop over. They’ll see what happens.
[ it should be seen as a threat because it is reze is TIRED ]
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[the only reason Allen will put up with this, really.
another fan seems to be going under a barrier, thinking that Spike's too busy with the taller crowds.]
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[Someone please help him, there is so many of them. He listens to Reze though and decides to let this one try their luck. They're about to get to their feet when he just steps on their back.
They hiss in pain.]
Alright, so you're banned immediately.
[The ravenous groupies shout as he continues holding them back.]
Alright, if you love them so bloody much how about you shut the fuck up and let them play!?
[He just looks back at the other two.]
...Am I the only security?
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Yep.
[ She's waiting for one of the girls to slip -- and she does, from the barrier and straight to the door. Reze watches with little interest before she just hands her nail file over to Allen. ]
I just had to make sure I don't scratch anyone. [ Anyway, Reze is just booking it past the door and down the hallway.
If either of them come to look, she's got her in a rear naked choke hold. Just casually. ]
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Ah, Miss Reze, be sure to leave enough room for them to get air. Or, are you able to carry them back out once they're unconscious?
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Can you take the rug here and haul 'em out of the concert hall? My hands are a bit busy – Watch the coat!
[He shoves one who decided to try and grab on to him back into the crowd. These people are insane.]
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[ That said, this girl is in the cusp of blacking out before Reze let's go. She's scared for her life and is escorted out of the hall --
Just in time for another boy band to come out of their changing room. Said girl gasps and suddenly regains her energy as Reze is tugging her away.
Terrified! At The Party!!!!!!!! ]
Are you kidding me!? Whose team are you on!?
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'TERRIFIED! AT THE PARTY IS SO OVERRATED! THEY ONLY HAVE THE SAME SOUND AND DO THE SAME SHIT ALL THE TIME, THINKING THEY'RE SO EDGY!'
Allen is Confused.]
Who?
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[One of the people he's trying to herd throws a water bottle at his head as he turns to Allen.
'HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW TERROR AT THE DISCO, THEY INVENTED MUSIC?!'
Another shouts out. 'ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?! THEY RUINED MUSIC, MORE LIKE!']
....Are the teenagers here actually insane?
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lift the girl trying to get her way back into the concert hall and bring her back over to the barrier. ]
None of these men are going to date you, relax!! They just want your money!!
[ no fan has ever wanted to hear this but reze is TIRED ]
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[said to the girl he's wrestling to get out of there.
this only results in an ear-piercing wail, though.]
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"BRANDON YURI AND I WERE MADE FOR EACHOTHER YOU JEALOUS BITCH!"
Spike just... pinches the bridge of his nose and backhands the person in question without really looking.]
Don't berate the staff.
[Said like he hasn't called Reze a bitch at multiple points. Who put him on security.]
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Slowly nods her head. Okay. Yeah. Sure. ]
Spike, can you grab her legs? I can’t hoist her over the barrier on my own.
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Going back to payment, though... are we getting paid enough for this?
Surely, these performers can spare a bit more money considering we're keeping these kinds of people away from them.
[Allen Walker: considering blackmail and extortion to get more coin, yep.]