WEEK SEVEN MINGLE

[grigori]

new eden: week 7 mingle the world anew

18 Remain

After all this time, you should be used to waking up to unfamiliar surroundings, right? But, this time, you're not in a bed. There's no roof over your head. It's certainly an unconventional experience, to say the least, but you're here, now. And this is meant to be the end, isn't it..?

So let's get started.

A lush, green forest greets you as you step out into the world outside the cave you awaken in, greeted by soft birdsong and the constant sound of water from every side. The skies above are crisp and blue, but the clouds you can just barely see on the lip of the cliffside so far above you are tinged in dark colors, the promise of rain in the air. Everywhere around you is life, life, life, but no signs of people besides you. Best to find your bearings, and head out.



Waiting for you all in the clearing is Rameel, Satariel, and Yomiel who look to be feeling both anxious and excited for what's in store for everyone this week.

Rameel, with some dramatics that had been missing the last time they were standing before everyone, stands with both arms on their hips and their one wing raised up proudly. Their daemon in the form of a cacomistle on their shoulder. "Here we are! The place of our final showdown and where we're going to end things. It's an interesting battle ground but I hope you are all ready."

Yomiel gives Rameel an unsure glance at those words before addressing everyone themselves. "If we're lucky, we'll get through this without having to fight that much." Their daemon, an ocelot, makes a noise of agreement from their heels. "It's the last stretch, either way, so let's not waste the chance while we've got it. But maybe we should introduce ourselves properly this time."

Satariel pumps their fists, once, when Yomiel says this, daemon fluttering back and forth as a raven, a flurry of excited nerves in the form of black feathers. "Yomiel is right. One last form of rebellion on our own, before we take the final running jump into it together The Celestials will probably join us later, for a little while, but for now..."

All three of the Temporals look at each other, before reaching up for their masks and their hoods, their cloak clasps, and...


Another new week, another new side effect of traveling. Your loose lips are gone, so there'll be no sinking ships (probably?) this go around. Instead, you'll find a word or string of them tattooed somewhere on your body that you certainly didn't have the night before when you went to bed. These words reflect what you perceive your greatest sin or your worst regret to be, and they certainly do not wash off, no matter how hard you try. This effect lasts all week.

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Comments

Rameel..?

[nbd]

[ unceremoniously but with plenty of dramatics and flare, rameel will throw back his hood and then follow it up with ripping off his mask to reveal his face to everyone. where the mask goes? who knows; rameel doesn't seem to care very much about it. sorry to anyone and everyone who thought he was a blonde—the man is definitely not and will cross his arms over his chest as he grins.

he'll give his wing a flap and his daemon will run from one side of his shoulder to the other before jumping off his shoulder and turning into a very lovely cat that will land and sit next to him. an action that will have him laughing just before he says anything proper. ]

I'm sure you all have some questions, comments, and or concerns—but one at a time. Not that there are many of you left but that's still more than one of me.

[senjinrouha]

The man, the mystery, who is still not sharing his name in public I see.

[nbd]

Of course! I have to keep some mystery about me.

[arcsplainist]

my loathing for you runs so deep right now

[nbd]

is this a real tag i don't know but.

[lefthandpath]

Not even going to introduce yourself, still...

[nbd]

[ WHY ARE YOU ALL SO MEAN TO HIM? ]

But I have, haven't I?

[quiz]

Huh.

You look like what I imagined.

[nbd]

Oh? Do I?

Was it the color scheme?

[greatdeduction]

[ME BELATEDLY REALIZING THERE ARE NO GLASSES ANYWAYS]

[IGNORE MY LACK OF BRAIN]

[He's flicking him in the forehead.]

[nbd]

[ HE ACTUALLY HAS HIS GLASSES BC HE'S BLIND OTHERWISE but it's fine. he can steal them next tag.

but also hello?? wow??? ]

What was that for?

[sponsoredby]

[ He puts his hands up like a cat. Like, something from their early meeting. ]

Good to be mostly meeting you. I see other people are giving you trouble about your name already.

[nbd]

What is a rose by any other name?

[ a shrug and a shake of his head. ]

Are you going to join them?

[malewife]

[ Speaks in harsh Korean to this one. ]

[nbd]

[ replies back in korean.

...and cue the dramatics. ]

[rerouter]

[the face of a man with a nun kink....... 🤔]

[nbd]

[ indeed.....and one who isn't going to say anything but will stare at her. ]

[voltadomar]

[There's just a nod of acknowledgement from Kim.]

[nbd]

[ finger waves at kim. ]

[perfectdistance]

... Your name is three numbers?

[nbd]

It's not the weirdest thing you've heard.

[escardos]

[ flat cups his chin, giving him one look. two looks. three looks. jack stares similarly with its black, crow eyes.

and… ]

You look kind of like a mid boss in a video game.

[nbd]

[ he'll pose for flat a little as he does so. ]

Oh! A midboss.

That's higher than I would have put myself—though why am I a villain here?

[aono]

[Rameel reminds Rin of Shima and this makes him cranky.]

[bloodread]

[ Looks...this makes sense, honestly. ]

This is a hell of a place to have a race.