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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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[ Rubbing his eyes like so, squinting as he tries to get both Joonghyuk and him back up. Clumsy protagonist smh. At least they're in the area with the lights so that means--]

There should be a panel or some kind of set up that controls all the lights, I think.

[ but Where can they find it with all these god awful lights flashing. Wait, why yellow? And then a neon purple? Ew. ]

[ oh he is FURIOUS at thie color coordination IT IS UGLY, so he's trying to fix that, but really they only have clashing colors. Eyebrows knit before more light just hits his eyes and he forces them to close. ]

Kim Dokja, get the lights. These two wouldn't know how to use the panel.

[ MODERNE. ]

Neon purple is not this year's color.

[ absolutely none of this is helping her THE FUTURE IS AWFUL feelings.

anyway, who even knows how her wheelchair got here when nothing is ADA compliant but she sits back and lets the boys figure out this disaster. ]

[ rip a-qing ]

—What? Come now, how complicated could managing a set of lights be?

Sure, if I can find my way there.

[ A-Qing deserves better than this. Dokja squints as he looks around and-- ah, there's the panel, he thinks? ]

I mean, if you want to give it a try. [ there's like. a billion buttons on this panel. ]

[ Joonghyuk is trying to find better colors from what's available, but then...

Mist floods the stage. ]

Not like I can see that well in the first place

[ And yet. AND YET. The light shines through to blind everyone. ]

[ a-qing continues to vibe horribly, but puts up with all this nonsense anyway ]

Isn't it just a button? Even A-Qing has learned that!

[ she's gonna roll over to blindly look for buttons to smack. let's get this show on the road, boys!

the lights turn godawful green. ]

[ Oh god no. Alphinaud squints, trying to make out the words upon the panel... Not that many of them make any sense to him. ]

Indeed—a button, or a switch. However, you must needs consider what lies afore you more carefully! [ He says, as if she can see any of it. ] I do believe it just may be... this one.

[ Alphinaud flips a switch. The lights begin to strobe rapidly. ]

This is going well so far.

[ IT'S NOT. But it's kinda funny now. He's keeping his eyes closed this whole time. If you do not perceive... it cannot affect you. ]

... The green light is easier to tolerate than the white light.

[ ............ looking at the colors and they're all green? Because of the light? It makes the mist also green? ]

Never mind. Change it back.

[ they're all trying so hard(?) ]

What use are these!?

[ smack smack goes the buttons. the strobing lights have now gone full rave ]

[ noooOOO ]

A-Qing—pray, refrain from hitting them at a whim...!

We should probably be careful not to overwhelm the system.

[ He says as he also presses a few buttons, how do we make it STOP. It's now a bright rainbow of colors?? gay rights.

Exasperated, he checks the back of the panels and... ]

...It's unplugged?

... Are you telling me those panels do not control this? And instead our fate is left to some amateur or clown who's messing with the settings?

[ he abandons the colored decor and goes over to where they believe the controls are.

...

Looks around. WHERE IS THE GOD OF THE LIGHTS? HE WILL COME KILL YOU. ]

Stop this.

[ she can't help it. she snorts out loud ]

I don't think they heard you!

[ why must she egg him on. but also ]

Maybe we should just keep pressing buttons for now.

[ He puts a hand over hers. ]

We needn't.

[ ya'll hand holding? ]

But the lights are responding to the panel? Or... no, you're right, it's probably somewhere else?

[ Wanders... around... oh. The lights suddenly go off?

...

And then suddenly they're all on. ]

[ he is a hair close to picking something up and breaking the lights.

but he is trying to calm down, closing his eyes to ESCAPE THIS HELL. You know what, he knows there's some clothe nearby, so he uses that to cover himself. giving just barely enough window to see the floor at the very least? And make his way somewhere.

Goodbye, he is going to try to find the source of this nonsense. ]

[ goodbye forever yjh.

meanwhile, alphi gets the full assault of her pout cause pressing buttons is surprisingly fun? clicky noises!! (must be nice when half the area effect doesn't bother you) ]

If you say so.... I suppose the others will figure it out.

[ STOP no one is holding hands ]

Perhaps we ought to... [ He trails off, thinking and squinting. Gods, why are lights like this. ] ... well, there's something more we could be doing, surely. Though to speak true, I know very little of what goes into producing such shows...

[ ??? Joonghyuk? Where the f*ck are you going.

Anyways I see that hand-holding, he keeps glancing to wherever Joonghyuk shuffled off to...? He turns back to Alphinaud and A-Qing. ]

There's a lot of different aspects of it but setting up lights and the works behind isn't something I'm very familiar with. Would be nice if they left someone to guide us. [ SIGHS. ...Then, something starts to play..?

(insert Dragostea Din Tei playing. ) ] ..Wha?

[ Joonghyuk is seemingly gone, but more so he’s just further away.

Eventually, he finds other staff— ]

You. Fix this mess. The effects are out of control.

[ Yes, he keeps this neon purple cloak on. ]

[ a-qing is wrinkling her nose at the additional numa numa-ing ]

Why would they leave something so complicated for us, ah? What kind of help do they want?

[ the smack buttons until things happen one apparently ]

[ The lights keep flashing different colors with every button she pushes, and Alphinaud just covers his face with a hand. ]

I think it time to accept we will get no where with this…

[ A deep sigh.]

Maybe Joonghyuk-ah had better luck. [ Wherever the shadows and blinding lights took him... ]

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