WEEK ONE - MINGLE

[hellscapes]

Rise and shine, little deadlings. Hellions? Hm, well, no matter the name you're all in the same situation...and alive! Good for you! You're doing better than some of the others.

Aw, don't be mad...that's a compliment, isn't it? Satan's grace has shined upon you and you have more opportunities to show just why you deserve an invite to the house party.

For those of you who slept in the dorm last night, when you make your way downstairs to head off for the day you'll be greeted with a new message on the white board in the common room.

Six Weeks and Four Days Until Satan's House Party!!

Just in case you needed the reminder.

But out the door you go for another fun-filled (?) week. At the dock, there's a ferry happily floating on the lava and waiting for you to climb aboard. While there are still several islands in your line of vision you can't quite see, it seems as though the ferry can now shuttle you between the college island and a new locations called Hallow's Hollow. Watch your step upon de-boarding! Wouldn't want you to slip and drown in the lava, now would we?

A new place might be a great opportunity to take your mind off of the events of last week. You're probably feeling a little angry, or sad, or frustrated. Maybe you're feeling annoyed or hopeless about the situation. But it's a little strange...even for those of you who are usually very good at keeping yourself in check, things feel a bit different now. Over the course of the week you will find yourself dealing with intense emotions, feelings that swarm over you and won't calm down until you're emotionally vulnerable with someone else. Yes, all right, some of you are already quite good at feeling your feelings, but for the rest of you? This may be something you just can't ignore no matter how hard you try.

It almost seems as though it's simply meant to be an annoyance.

And speaking of annoyances? Don't forget to check out what's new on Bicker. You can always contact each other via public Beeks or by sliding into their DMs.

Likewise, you'll find that your personal demons' accounts are live and active and despite what some of them may say, their DMs are also open.

Enjoy yourselves!

Good morning everybody, and welcome to your week one mingle! A few notes for clarity.

-This week's effect is emotional overload! Characters will experience intense emotions at unprompted times (rule of funny applies) and will not be able to calm down until they share these emotions/their feelings with another character. These emotions can be good or bad.

-Audiences for the personal demons are now open! Please submit all requests under the correct weekly header.

-Please submit all PC submissions under the correct weekly header.

-The Bicker poll is public! All replies will be public, and players may also post their own Beeks in their toplevels that will be considered public. You are free to reply directly to the appropriate toplevels, or you may create Beeks in your own toplevels with other prompts. Be free.

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[bileygr]

[ HELP THE BAR IS NOT GOOD ]

... Well! There's other activities, at any rate. Care to do a silly monologue with me, then?

[failbo]

Sure! I'll follow your lead. Go ahead.

[Silly monologue it will be, then]

[bileygr]

[



She holds out the skull in the air and just ]

O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name,
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I’ll no longer be a Capulet!

[ She takes a moment to write in her notebook, and then hands it to Filbo. Here are your lines, sir. It reads as thus: 'Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?' ]

[failbo]

[Filbo takes the notebook, reads the lines, looks at Eto, clears his throat, and just...]

Shall I hear mmmmMORE, or shall I speak at thiiieiz?

[...he's hamming it up a little. Look at the size of this mouth, may as well use it to chew the scenery, thankfully metaphorically]

[bileygr]

[ Oh god, it's soft cringe. I appreciate you so much Filbo. ]

'T -- 'tis but thy name that is my enemy.
Thou art thyself, though not a... Fiddlepie.
What’s Fiddlepie? It is nor blue hide, nor thick body,
Nor pawed fingers, nor large red nose. O, be some other name
Belonging to a... Grumpus.

[ She snerks. And laughs. SHE CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS. ]

[failbo]

[Eto's laughter is contagious to Filbo. He manages to stifle his own, but when he speaks his voice is trembling a little]

Ah...I--I think I kinda have a feeling that's--not how the original goes. [Is there a grumpus shakespeare hell if i know i am taking the executive decisioon there isnt] You really are a creative writer, E-E-Eto--

[He can't hold back anymore, he laughs]

[bileygr]

A large part of being a writer is knowing how to take creative freedom when warranted.

[ Even if it's getting abused like this. However, to be fair, still better than Gnomeo and Juliet.

She seems pleased that Filbo is finding amusement, though. Who said only the demons needed to be entertained? ]