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WEEK SIX MINGLE
kings: week 6 mingle
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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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"B*ja Bam"? I could have sworn they said it was "B*ya Blam."
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[ he closes his eyes and picks up the phone, without mincing words and talking over the sobs for their b*ja/b*ya bam/blam he says: ]
Yes, yes, stop clamoring, what's the name again?
[ more sobbing. ]
Mmhm.
[ more sobbing.... ]
Mmmmmhm...
[ DON'T YOU EVEN CARE!? WE'RE DYING HERE. ]
Well perhaps if you hadn't asked us to find the equivalent of carbonated gold you'd have already quenched your thirst by now. Goodbye.
[ he's throwing the phone at diluc now. that's as honest as he can be before diving into being actually mean and losing them their job so he just looks at them all. ]
It's B*ja Blam. You were both half right.
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Perhaps now we'll be able to find this impossible drink. [ he sighs.
the phone rings and he is going to choose to ignore it. ]
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...B*ja Blam... are we sure this drink is even something for consumption..? Didn't they say it was an odd color, as well?
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I only wish they'd given us better detail. You'd think they'd at least know the type of bottle it came in, or were there any other drinks under the same maker!
[Is it in hipster glass bottles? Plastic soda bottles? Cans? This is like finding a needle in a haystack.]
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This can't possibly be drinkable.
[ it looks menacing. ]
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Surely there must be something else they could want, if we're unable to fi-
[ *ring ring*
ignore it. ignore it.
*ring ring* ]
What even is this sound!!
[ he fumbles with the phone, looking a it confused as the song just gets LOUDER. finally he somehow manages to answer it. ]
Hello?
[ What's taking so loooooong. We are withering awaaaay. ]
My apologies. We are doing our best to find it quickly, now that we know the correct name things should-
[ Ugghhhhh! It's not that hard to find! It should be right next to the Mountain Holler!!! ]
The Mountain what now?
[ Just look!!! It should be there!!! ]
[ *click* ]
...
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well! ]
Maybe we ought to try a different grocer? This seven eleven appears to not, actually, be something to thank the heaven for.
[ positive! he is trying to be positive!! ]
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So it seems. If I recall, there was a second shop across the street that looked promising. Shall we try there next?
[Wait, what's that on the bottom shelf... Alisaie crouches down, lifting the flap of her satchel so that Taf can poke his head out and read the label for her...]
...have any of you heard of "cotton candy" before? And why would they make it into a drink?
[This store is cursed.]
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[ he sighs and gives a stretch glancing at the bumberland farms across the street. there are indeed many bums outside of it so. aptly named? question mark? ]
But perhaps we should try our luck across the street...
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[ this is one giant field trip and he's not even having fun. worst field trip ever!! they better get something good at the end of this... ]
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...People in the future must have very strange taste.
[ ah yes honesty week. off they go! xie lian still politely bows to the shopkeeper at the seven-eleven and will join the others! ]
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Mayhap we should consider starting at different ends of the aisle and working our way toward the middle.
[...the phone is ringing again.]
Xie Lian, I believe it's your turn to deal with them.
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he does give xie lian a sympathetic look: ]
Xie Lian, perhaps you could ask them if they have any... second choices. You know. If we don't find this drink?
[ ppppplllleeeeeeaaaase? ]
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[ ...says the man who's favorite drink is grape juice. anyways.
oh that annoying song is back and diluc is rolling his eyes. he'll look to xie lian with an apologetic look,]
You may be able to get through to them.
[ he'll hand him the phone, showing him how to answer the call and then gesturing for him to hold it up to his ear. ]
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"Have you FOUND IT yet." xie lian's tone in response stays gentle and apologetic, expression forming into a sheepish smile. ] Ah, no, not yet. We're looking, there are -
[ "There's gotta be what, a million of them? Come onnnnnn. We're dying. The roadies are dying - and here, xie lian mumbles ] What's a roadie...? [ as the men continue chattering and whining and complaining.
he will
try to fend this phone call off with his usual gentle nature for a little longer. good luck guys search the store please find us the mystery mountain don't ]
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...ganba, Xie Lian.]
Well, while he speaks with them, we can search. I'll take this aisle if the two of you want to take the next?
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however. at the end of the aisle, which alisaie will see as well down the end of her aisle is the elusive.......
the effervescent........
b*ja blam, just one last case perched on its lonesome with an electric blue mascot posed on top by the name bleakachu. ]
Huh, so it does exist.
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no.
kaeya's discovery grabs his attention and he just, stares at the blue mascot. ]
What is a "Bleakachu" and why is it imbued with electro?
[ diluc no ]
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as he opens his mouth to say something, though, he glances across the store and spots it
a group of other people also eyeing the holy b*ja blam.
xie lian closes his mouth. ]
...
[ and then blurts: ] Please call Ling Wen for assistance. [ who ] Goodbye. [ and then hangs up on them
the real enemy (?) is here]
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I'm afraid you'll have to look elsewhere. This is ours.
[Except the other group doesn't seem to want to listen--they're going on about how they've got a party going on tonight and they need this B*ja Blam; it's the main ingredient in their B*ja Boiz Blue Beach Bowl and they can't have their Bleakachu's B*ja Blowout Party without it, so the group is just going to have to go find something else!!
...this isn't going to end well.]
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[ he says as he joins alisaie at her shoulder, folding his arms over his chest. he's already lost interest in why they need the terrible drink, and all he can hear are words that begin with the letter "b", probably a side effect of slowly boiling over madness. he claps his hands together once: ]
What'll it take for you to give us this last case, hm? An exchange? Or perhaps a little healthy competition? Earn the B*ja Blam and perhaps it will taste sweeter.
[ the beefy boiz look over at their slowly gathering group by the bleakachu and kaeya furtively looks over at xie lian, clearing his throat. ]
A test of strength, perhaps.
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Surely, you boys would be up to the challenge? [ he raises a brow, arms crossing as he backs up kaeya. he's not opposed to also lending his strength, but he's more than confident that xie lian will wipe the floor with these guys. ]
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Me? [ one of the dudes snorts, and xie lian raises his hands. ] we don’t have to fight! Surely, I don’t - I, against me? That wouldn’t even be fair - they could be seriously hurt!
[ the thing is he is just being honest. not even trying to brag or provoke. ]
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[Is she trying to help or provoke them further? Either way, the group of guys are taking that as a challenge and there's a lot of jostling going on between them as they carry on--ooh, is the little girl trying to call us out? You don't know what you're talking about, sweetheart. After a moment, one of the biggest guys in the group is stepping to the front, puffing himself up.
If you want to get your asses kicked that bad over a case of soda...]
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