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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[powerplay]

[ So she already has a bunch of posters stuck on her. God knows how that happened since they literally just started but she's got a poster stuck to her hands. ]

This shall be interesting.

[naqqali]

I'm not sick. I'm not sure what happened.

[ bless akira. she has to use him to steady herself as she finds her footing. there's already a poster stuck to her arm. ]

I really hope that was the most interesting thing that will happen. It is just putting up posters, after all.

[bloodread]

Yeah, this shouldn't be too bad. [ He'll give Sche a look, she's free to hang onto his arm if she wants and nod at power. ]

Least there's no mimes this time.

[powerplay]

It's like every time I run into you're suffering from something!

[ Rip Scheherazade. ]

"This time"?

[ Oh share those mime deets now, Akira. Power is going to try slapping one of these posters on a pole, only for it to not stick. Yeah, it's just on her palm now. Hello? ]

[naqqali]

[ if she were a sassier person, perhaps she'd point out that power is the common denominator here. but she isn't, so she doesn't. ]

I believe he may have had an unfortunate interaction, much like when we encountered the mermaids.

[bloodread]

I fucked up a mime last week cause he was an asshole.

[ Sometimes you just need to beat up a mime, OK? Akira stares at the poster stuck to Power's hand, blinking slowly. ]

Did you fight a mermaid?

[powerplay]

We may have had some light altercations with some silly fishwomen.

[ It wasn't exactly? Fighting? They 'fought' more amongst each other than the actual mermaids.

Power's already distracted from trying to do her job, though. She's looking off into the distance, towards other groups... ]

[naqqali]

They were a nuisance, more than anything.

[ hey speaking of nuisances. are those... bees? ]

[bloodread]

[ Hm... ]

The fuck are there bees in a city? [ Those are for nature!!! ]

[powerplay]

[ Sorry, did you say bees? Power is barely listening. She may, in fact, be daydreaming somewhat, absentmindedly patting a pole with the poster stuck to her hand. It's not coming off? She hasn't perceived. ]

[naqqali]

[ scheherazade looks to akira, and since she's a little wobbly still, leans closer to him. ]

I don't think this is a good idea.

[ casually doesn't perceive power ig ]

[bloodread]

It's not, but neither was the mime. Yo Power, you good with bees?

[ He would fight them but if he has Sche he realizes that may not be the best idea. ]

[powerplay]

What? Beads? I have never worked with beads in my life.

[ Power's not on board. ]

[naqqali]

What about bumblebees, hornets, or wasps? Any flying black and yellow insects at all?

[ the thought of a wasp devil made me shudder irl ]

[bloodread]

I can take them if you watch Sche.

[ Who is fighting the bees. ]

[powerplay]

[ Thinks about Power living in the woods for god knows how long. ]

Haha, probably! But I can heal from such things and I will massacre every bee in sight if they so much as buzz too loudly at me! If there is such a Bee Devil out there, I will pummel its hive into dust!

[ No, she is not watching Sche. In fact, she is watching Monika doing whatever. This is when the other thing began I guess. But then a bee comes into her line of sight, and she punches it with her paper-stuck hand.

Stares at her palm. ]

[naqqali]

I will be fine, I will... sit, I suppose.

[ Except one look at this nasty ground and no, she isn't sitting. She'll carefully!!!! And slowly!!! try to give these two dorks some space but she slips anyway, but this time catches herself against the wall. ]

[bloodread]

...not bad. [ Mirrors her and grabs a bee of his own!

...he has gloves on so it's not the worst. ]

This is gonna be a workout. [ Looks back at Sche to make sure she's ok. ]

[powerplay]

Oh? Are we slapping bees?!

[ Power does not have gloves. And yet, she is like this. It's fine, the papers stuck on her hands are her gloves?!

Does Scheherazade fucking think she's safe? Huh? She thinks she's safe when the Bards come approaching thinking this is some kind of show-off performance they're doing? He's angrily and threateningly holding a lute. Are the bees the real problem or is it the nature of confrontation of a man in a silly Tingle costume? Make your choice, Scheherazade. ]

[naqqali]

[ dealing with stupid men is, unfortunately, a skill she has curated over the years. so, bards it is. ]

I do not know who you are trying to impress, but it certainly isn't me. I have no interest in your medieval instrumentation, thank you.

[ This has only angered the bard further, who is gonna throw down some sick jams on his lute to prove a point (?)

Scheherazade is still not impressed. ]

[bloodread]

First one to a hundred wins! [ Why is there lute music in the bg... ]

[powerplay]

[ We are now punching bees to an absolutely sick Medieval lute riff number. ]

A hundred is but a drop in the water!

[ Why won't the bard use his words, why must he jauntily challenge Scheherazade in this manner. Do you even have an instrument Sche. ]

[naqqali]

[ She sighs. Of course she doesn't have an instrument, nor is she compelled to get one. ]

That is enough, thank you.

[ he keeps jammin. scheherazade has no choice but to just

put her hand on the neck of the lute, interrupting his... serenade? whatever the fuck this is. ]

I said that is enough.

[bloodread]

A thousand? [ How many bees are in a hive normally...

He pauses in his bee competition cause the music has stopped, looking over to the bard and Sche. ]

Gimme a sec. [ Hello bard, hello sche. ] She said to stop yeah? Want me to help you with that? [ He is punching the bard in the face. ]

[powerplay]

A hundred thousand! A hundred thousand thousand bees!

[ A million bees?! But while she doesn't care about the music per se, she does care marginally about Akira walking away from her. ]

Hey! Where are you going, we are not done? Oh, are you upgrading?!

[ The prompt specified battle of the bands, so surely there are multiple Bards. Who really did not expect to be punched, this is what happens when you bring lutes to a fistfight. ]