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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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[It's Wedsnesday, and you're out walking down the street. Getting around the big city sure is a pain, isn't it? Well, you might be in luck, because a blue sports car pulls up to the curb beside you, its passenger window rolling down.
Kim's in the driver's seat, with Cecile sitting on the dash as a bird-loaf. He turns the radio down. (What was playing just now? You heard some lyrics that sounded like fist-fuck, but it might just be your imagination.)]
Want a ride?
[He'll offer to any familiar face, even if they're not particularly close. It's almost like he just wants an excuse to drive around the city.]
[wildcard / pc!!]
[alternatively, let's go for a drive in a pc! or... do whatever in a pc. pc me.]
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[ he looks excited wow??? polaris in ermine form chitters as kaeya peers in the window in awe. ]
Can we go fast? Like that red car we saw the other day?
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Depends on the traffic. We can see.
[He gestures at the passenger door. It's unlocked.]
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It's like it's purring.
[ at the engine. ]
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150 kilowatts and barely even a roar. Incredible, for this much power.
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[ literally, just like. he tilts his head a bit, but looks intrigued. ]
Much of our own power runs off of the wind, and the power of Electro. Is it similar?
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fast and furious: chasma
[ flat’s eyes LIGHT UP at the sight of kim and the car. he makes a beeline towards it, jack chittering happily on his shoulder. ]
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[This explanation may be missing a few steps.]
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[ kim can have a little stealing, as a treat. ]
And good taste in music, too! The lyrics are awful!
[ he says, cheerfully ]
Can we just go driving around, then? I'll come along!
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Sure.
You should just, er... change the station to whatever you want.
[Aside from "fistfuck" which is apparently universally understood, the rest of the lyrics to this very crude, NSFW song happen to be in French. How very unfortunate that Flat is one of the few people who can understand them.]