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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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Kim Dokja, get the lights. These two wouldn't know how to use the panel.
[ MODERNE. ]
Neon purple is not this year's color.
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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. ]
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—What? Come now, how complicated could managing a set of lights be?
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[ 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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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. ]
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[ 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. ]
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[ ............ looking at the colors and they're all green? Because of the light? It makes the mist also green? ]
Never mind. Change it back.
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What use are these!?
[ smack smack goes the buttons. the strobing lights have now gone full rave ]
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A-Qing—pray, refrain from hitting them at a whim...!
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[ 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?
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[ 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.
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I don't think they heard you!
[ why must she egg him on. but also ]
Maybe we should just keep pressing buttons for now.
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We needn't.
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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. ]
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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. ]
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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.
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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...
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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?
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Eventually, he finds other staff— ]
You. Fix this mess. The effects are out of control.
[ Yes, he keeps this neon purple cloak on. ]
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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 ]
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I think it time to accept we will get no where with this…
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Maybe Joonghyuk-ah had better luck. [ Wherever the shadows and blinding lights took him... ]
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... And thank god, the blinding lights Stop? But the crew closer to the stage has to survive the ugliest clashes of color they have ever seen. ]