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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.
full navigation
private conversations ✨ murder proposals ✨ curfew ✨ daemons ✨
private conversations ✨ murder proposals ✨ curfew ✨ daemons ✨
Location Changes
MONDAY
★ The profile scrolls can be found over in the apartment lobby this week!
★ A mischief of rats has been spotted playing tug of war over a whole pizza dropped in the terminal.
★ Sometime during the townhall, a billboard suddenly and inexplicably changes. It now features a weird mascot saying, "YEAH" and literally nothing else.
TUESDAY
★ If you're riding the subways today, you might have the fortune(?) of spotting someone wearing a turkey mask. Sure, why not.
★ Hope you weren't expecting a peaceful day today! Around midday, music blasts through the park, and a flash mob emerges to take over with a questionable performance promoting their new show, Shr*k the Musical.
WEDNESDAY
★ As of this morning, there is a big bag of condoms tacked to the wall of the sixth floor of the Great Heights Apartments. There are lots of flavors and various sizes. I hate all of you so much.
( char voice ) some lubed, some ribbed, all Flavored™️
★ After the mini-event, a random billboard in the city has changed to say: SEE 👁️
★ Another billboard somewhere out in the city has changed to say: YOU 🐑
★ And a third billboard in the city has changed to say: SOON ⌛️
★ The following document will be pinned to the bulletin board in full view as soon as anyone enters the apartment complex.
SATURDAY
★ After trial, everyone will find a note under their bedroom doors that reads, "The End is coming! Stock up on food, weapons, and whatever you think might be useful. You will need it."
★ The courtroom staff wants to know why the hell you all brought animals into their facilities. Only service animals allowed, didn't you see the signs? :/
SUNDAY
★ After execution, a note will be posted onto the bulletin board in the apartment complex.
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Talk to Baraqiel
but when you are able to find them, they're in the park or the library, largely avoiding people. their daemon sticks to its smaller weasel form mostly, as well, to avoid being touched by random passersby in a large city such has this. it'll shift to eagle or tiger when in the park, but otherwise avoids these forms. if the people of the city find them strange in presence and appearance, apparently they intimidate them enough into leaving them alone.
unfortunately, they are aware this will not work on you. :\ ]
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Talk to Shamsiel
some of the places where they'll end up frequenting the most will be some of the smaller stores in the star circle and the concert hall. their daemon will not be seen with them but can be spotted not too terribly far away perched elsewhere. ]
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Talk to Suriel
Hey, have you tried this yet? It's really good - here!
[ ...but you can also find them at the park, sitting calmly in the grass as their daemon, in fox form, dashes around to play. ]
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THE LIBRARY.
THE STAR CIRCLE.
STAR CIRCLE, TWO!
WILDCARD.
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library, mom said i can have as many xl threads as i want!!!!!
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star circle... one!
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TOWN HALL
Greetings, all of you, and my thanks for coming. Doubtless by now you are all well aware of why we are gathered today, yes? As usual, 'tis imperative that we pool together what we have learned during previous weeks, both new and old, as well as organize where we proceed from here.
[ Alphinaud gestures at everyone present. ]
Let us begin.
GENERAL
COPPER SCROLLS....?
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SCROLLS
WATCHERS' POSSESSIONS
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ASK THE DEAD
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xl what do you have? a BOMB (switch)
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CYOA LORE + NOTES
NERAK CYOA THURS.
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LOCATION INVESTIGATIONS
PREVIOUS WORLDS
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KINGS
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shibuya circle!
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Liscense Exam
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No. It's been six weeks; I haven't even had time to practice.
You've got no reason to be nervous! [ there's another familiar friend, voice stronger than it was last week. ] C'mon, Yomya, it'll be fine - and fun. You can do it!
[ chanting, softly, like they're moana: ] Yomiel, Yomiel, Yomiel, ahhhh, you're amazing!
Stop that! This was supposed to be a tour, not a concert. Do you even know what a concert is?
Sure we do, but it's more fun this way, right?! If anything goes wrong we'll just boo them! [ comes a familiar yet perhaps unwelcomed voice given the "encouragement" they provide. they'll start to chanting along side the other voice, but not as softly.
both get swatted for their trouble, and laugh as yomiel's face starts to glow the tiniest bit brighter under the mask. why are these losers even here, it isn't their week. ]
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[Someone seems to have set up a small booth outside the apartments. Yes! Another booth! Though instead of wild rumors or crazy debates, this booth is just offering.............free hugs? That's what it says, on the little billboard behind the two men sitting at the table. The men in question being Herlock Sholmes and Kotetsu Kaburagi, along with their respective daemons.]
[If someone approaches, Sholmes just gestures to the sign.]
Well, it says what it says! What do you say? We all need a little more happiness, around these parts.
[So? You want a free hug, or not? (OOC: Kotetsu and/or Sholmes will reply to this prompt!)]
b. (sholmes voice) i believe this is what they would call "meta"
[Sometime later, Sholmes can be found in the park - he's easy to spot, because he's surrounded by some children who are perched around where he's sitting on a bench, book in his lap. Irene is somewhere nearby, pretending to be a common crow as to not be set upon by kids wanting to pet her. The book in question is......]
[Well, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. Sholmes is reading it out loud, smiling, as his audience sits, enthralled.]
“Where is your warrant?” Sholmes half drew a revolver from his pocket. “This will have to serve till a better one comes.” “Why, you’re a common burglar.” “So you might describe me,” said Sholmes cheerfully. “My companion is also a dangerous ruffian. And together we are going through your house.”
[And so he continues, notably editing the names for "Sholmes" and "Wilson" as he goes along. When the children get bored and leave, he'll look up at whoever approaches.]
I do say, this "Arthur Conan Doyle" should be sued for copyright, my dear fellow. Far too similar publishing compared to my biographer! The gall of it all!
[He seems in good humors, regardless, despite the small dark circles under his eyes.]
[Sholmes in general can be seen browsing through things in the city, watching movies, and walking through the park! He's having a good time!]
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[Rin has never been shy about his lack of interest in academics. He has never minced words over how book-dumb he thinks he is. Education just isn't his strong suit, and he accepts that.
Which is why it might be weird to see Rin in the nonfiction section of the library, surrounded by books about Japanese history. He definitely has at least a dozen or so in stacks around him, and he's currently leafing through the pages as he frowns thoughtfully.]
So from that family...then Date...Sendai? Hmm...
[He is trying to learn a thing about Japanese history, it seems. Help would be appreciated though, he is. Struggling.]
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[If you're not up for learning things, then maybe indulging in some snacks might be better! Because Rin has definitely raided a corner store for several kinds of candies and is grinning gleefully at his stash of sugary goods.]
Here, try this one!
[What did you get? A Sn*ckers? A K*t-K*t? Some Swedish F*sh? Who knows! Tag here to get assigned a candy bar.]
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DATING ADVICE
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WHAT'S YOUR SIGN?
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[so last week, Allen got a certain outfit back. and being in this kind of modern city means there's modern makeup to be used to do up his face. maybe this kind of clown is a thing of the past but never let it be said that Allen Walker is not a very pretty white clown who pulls out all the stops when it comes to juggling, balancing, ribbon twirling, and acrobatics.
Rowan even has a cute little clown collar for herself and makes herself into part of the routine by occasionally stealing a prop or being a partner in the juggling.
it's a good way to make some coin on the side, too, really. mostly because Allen can and will easily approach people with a costume top hat expectantly. don't be cheap, now.]
B. Shopping
There really is so much...
["a gift" but he's never had to get one before and wouldn't know where to start? anyway, he's clearly giving a lot of the I <3 Kings merch a dubious look.]
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[ uwu what is this? owo
jk, but anyways, welcome to the arcade, kaeya is ogling all of the brilliantly glowing machines and devices, but in particular he's fascinated by a game called 'til dance do us part. there are two dancing pads and the trailer that scrolls across the screen depicts a long and winding journey of two heroes through a land of music and rhythm.
he leans over the back bar curiously before turning his head to YOU: ]
It needs two players, want to try?
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MINI-EVENT: THE SHOW MUST GO ON
"Looks like this is another case of them having something going on, which the locals need some help in. You just blend in with the crowd, anyways, even when you're standing out." Baraqiel seems to be enjoying this opportunistic chance to put you all to work to earn your weekly rewards, so.
"There's going to be a show tonight!" Suriel looks very excited, hands clapped together as their fox daemon runs circles around them. "We've been asked to help prepare. It shouldn't be too hard, and the professionals are still there to help out if you need it."
Shamsiel pumps their fists in time with the music, an immediate go, fight, win! for everyone. You can do it!
Hey there everyone, welcome to the week 6 mini-event! Hooray! While 100% optional, participation yields rewards for your characters.
As instructed on Tuesday in the Discord server, for this event, we ask that players split themselves up into four groups of 4 and two groups of 3. You can coordinate further in the coordination channel, if need be, and head to chatter once you've gotten your assignments. Reply to the sign ups below for that assignment!
Mods will not be partaking in these threads, so feel free to get started on them under this thread. Once you've hit 30 or more comments, please turn the thread in for prizes, over here, by no later than 7PM EST / 4PM PST / 12AM GMT / 8AM JST / 11AM NZST on Friday. Due to the hour delay in starting, we're adding an hour on instead. Prizes will go out later that evening!
ASSIGNMENTS
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Team Band Diva Wranglers
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team i'll throw this phone in the man-made lake if i have to
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team babysitter, gopher, and minor but who’s driving the plane
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WEDNESDAY : AFTER MINI-EVENT.
It's… Power and someone! With very nice and seasonal strawberry latte Sunbucks drinks, together on a bench, just completely all over each other. Power, for her part, definitely seems to be trying to juggle holding this drink, an ice cream cone, and trying to hold hands all at the same time. She also just seems kind of confused on general but she's like, down for it. ]
This is quite nice, Roomie! 'Tis a nice day, and it's warm, and it's…
[ She trails off, clearly looking mega-confused, as she is a devil who has never had these feelings before, and is just kind of bright pink in the ears and face in general. Instead, she… shoves this ice cream in her face. And makes some kind of incomprehensible noise that maybe sounds like a question, you know, of the 'NICE WEATHER WE'RE HAVING HUH' variety. It's fine. ]
Oh my gosh, slow down! You're getting ice cream all over your face, sweetheart. [Giggling, Monika leans close enough that her tits are now squished against Power's arm, all while she reaches for her face with one hand.] Here, let me just...
[... Then, with a gentle swipe of her index finger, she scoops some of the ice cream off Power's face
and shoves it in her mouth.
Monika smacks her lips, smiling. Why.]
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[ finally! a city with a functional arcade! kings reminds flat of all the cosmopolitan cities that flat has visited (and those he hasn't as well!) so he feels more at home here than he has in any of the other worlds.
of course, this means that he's going to be spending hella time in the arcade.
he can be found playing...anything, really? but the real point is that he's getting a hell of a lot of tickets. seriously, what is this kid's luck? either way, when flat spots your character, jack will clack its beak in greeting, and he'll wave. ]
Hey, what's up?! Do you wanna play? Or do you want some of these tickets? Here, I'll trade them if you have more tokens.
b. water! balloon! fight!
[ however if you're closer to the park... well, you won't see flat right away.
but there is a water balloon that's whizzing your way. wonder who that could have come from??? either way, you should dodge! turns out that water balloon condoms hit hard! ]
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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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His face is very fucked up at the moment. It's like someone or something carved strange angular lines around his eyes, spindling out like circuits that peter out as they reach the sides of his face. His hands have similar marks starting at his fingertips and going up past his wrists, but those are more difficult to see due to his hands being wrapped in a t-shirt and some hastily-applied bandages. All of these are raw and bleeding btw, he's a mess. And since he's shirtless, everyone will be able to see that it looks like he has some sort of chemical burning on his torso. And everywhere else that has exposed skin really. Someone's a bit too toasty!
His shouts will sound raspy and peter out as he tries to talk.]
Help! We need help...
[And then he fukken. Falls forward and conks out against the ground, unconscious.
Oh look, he has a rather nasty 2nd degree burn covering his entire back too. Fancy that.]
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SLEEP TIGHT...
Your daemons aren't able to travel, either, so it's not just you. Any attempts to get a flying or swimming daemon through by alternative means will also fail to much the same results. Even beating on doors and windows and walls and barriers will do nothing but bring pain.
Whatever is happening, you're locked down for the night. Better get comfortable, and hope that it's not too crowded wherever you are. Any attempts to make contact with others in neighboring locations will go unheard, though maybe you can see one another..? It might make the night interesting, playing some charades.
But then, time still passes. As midnight arrives, you'll find yourselves hearing a song, no matter where you are. It's something hummed by a chorus of beautiful, possibly feminine voices—hard to say, with the distant quality of it—that resonates with each and every one of you.
Should you be somewhere that you can see outside, into the world that you've found yourselves in, you'll see the whorling and glittering lights of an aurora far above.
Around you, the city continues on. The blaring of a car alarm, sirens coming in and out for emergency services, a train bellows on the outskirts, heard even from within the heart of the city. Bass thumps from passing cars and the concert hall both. Someone yells on the street, drunk, and another yell answers. And, as the song seems to come to a close...
You fall asleep. Happy dreams, travelers.
RISE AND SHINE
they wanted a peaceful life, but they caught somebody's eye.
blamed for a crime that they did not even commit,
though they fought well, they unwillingly submit.
in a land closer now, another wakes alone.
having been here this long, their fate's already known.
only one option awaits when the soul is what's at stake:
the heart stops as they sleep, never again to wake.
from the beginning til the end, sacrifices must be made.
some will die and some will live, everyone cannot be saved.
so the sacrificial lamb takes matters into their own hands
to claim a good end for the rest, they themselves be damned.
Awaken, travelers, for three of your number have been lost. Surely you'll have questions, and the Watchers will answer as best they can. Get your bearings, then, and you'll find that a few have gone missing. Kim Kitsuragi, A-Qing, Scheherazade, Diluc Ragnvindr, Akira Kijima, and Kim Dokja are nowhere to be found.
FRIDAY HEADCOUNT
in any case, wherever you are, as you're rolling out of curfew, there will be a very loud, mournful howl to summon everyone all together. here's kaeya, waving people in already hating that they once more must count their missing. polaris stands in front of him, tail lashing and licking at his teeth, a snarl on his face as he paces in front of kaeya, who... for the most part, looks like he's holding it together quite well. still, polaris creates a berth between him and anyone who comes close. ]
We all know the drill. Sound off as to where you were last night and let's get this done. As far as we're aware, we're still waiting on another group, so let's also go through what healing capabilities we have left among us.
To start, I was in the library with quite a few people... Yuri, Xie Lian, Baraqiel, Power, Monika, Yoo Joonghyuk, and Kim Dokja... the last of which has gone missing as of this morning. [ a brief pause, a low growl from polaris. ] Diluc was supposed to show as well, but he never dead.
[ he folds his arms over his chest. have at it, folks. tell us where you were. ]
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