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

[lefthandpath]

... I think I'm still confused about what these roles are even for.

[sponsoredby]

Different roles do different things. Some of us might be more open about what we do over others.

[bloodread]

Is there a point not revealing it if you've come out like this?

[powerplay]

[ Still on the table. ]

I was the one who stayed up at night and got to go look around before the Dust came and covered up all the evidence! Why you were able to find evidence so quickly! 'Tis me!

[escardos]

Power was amazing!

[lefthandpath]

Then, Miss A-Qing?

[greatdeduction]

Ohh, Miss Devil! You truly are a magical detective's assistant!

[HE'S SO PROUD]

[bloodread]

Is that why you smelled like perfume that one time?

[sponsoredby]

You helped us out a lot. Thank you for that, Power.

[sponsoredby]

I'm used to taking care of these things alone, but...

[ He sighs, rubbing his neck and looking up. ]

I've been in charge of closing windows in the worlds we're in. Some of the worlds have more than others. I also picked the new worlds we travel to. That's why I couldn't rest the night after I volunteered as an executioner. I had business to take care of.

[powerplay]

I think you're just bad at resting in general.

[greatdeduction]

Yes, I helped! I couldn't close windows, but we did search for them together, sometimes!

[Sholmes are you just saying this in the excitement of also wanting to dox something.]

[senjinrouha]

I found all of them.

[ a shrug. ]

I can check people, see the levels of dust they have, their teams, and their daemon forms. Although I didn't have this role from the beginning, I'll say that much.

[perfectdistance]

Mine was for asking and gettin' answers. But all my answers came in pictures, so it kinda sucked.

[0/10 would not recommend!!]

[greatdeduction]

You did an excellent job, my friend.

[Patting on the shoulder. He's so so proud!!]

[perfectdistance]

[Disce loops around Sholmes. Where is her pat!?]

Thanks for your help. Woulda had a way worse time without ya. Didn't know anythin' about Earth religions.

[sponsoredby]

It really seemed like a headache... and I only had to hear about it for a couple weeks.

[perfectdistance]

I'm not from Earth, this sucked.

[callalilies]

Pictures? How did you end up receiving them? Am I allowed to ask that...

[perfectdistance]

[Excuse him going through his entire bag to get to the bottom and pull out this notebook]

There was this compass I asked questions and it hit symbols. Talked it out with the Watchers and the people who knew what I was doin'.

[He is. SO TIRED.]

[voltadomar]

So that was your role...

[A sympathetic look.]

[perfectdistance]

It was a long six weeks. At least we're getting to the end now.

magpie!!

[veraltwin]

My role was to find things. Each week Taf and I would venture out to find objects with a hint of power in them. What they did was different each time. 'Twas that which gave us an item from home in Nerak, if you recall. Another that week would have given me information about the world. And the last would have given me a curse to use on somebody.

[bloodread]

...that's what Tsuru had.

[veraltwin]

[A pause, but she nods.]

...Yes. Y--Kazuki told me as much. It passed to me after his death.