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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[polyglotti]

[This took me far too long to write up, I'm crying.

ANYWAY Tuuri will take the stage, and she looks a little nervous at being in front of such a large crowd. But eventually she will clear her throat and start speaking.]

What I have for all of you tonight is an Old World legend that has been passed down through my people. My mother told it to me, as her mother told her, back and back for many generations.

Long ago, there lived a young man who was the youngest member of his family. Growing up, everyone cared for him deeply and raised him with love and affection. He was never spoiled, but he always knew that his family would be there to take care of him when he needed them the most. And in turn, this young man wanted to be strong enough to take care of his family.

Unfortunately, that kind of strength does not come easily, and this world isn't kind enough to wait for its people to be ready before bringing calamity. One horrible night, an elderly relative was killed in a horrible accident, leaving behind a grieving widow and a hole in that young man's heart. No answers as to what had happened could be found, and the young man was left feeling frustrated.

Unfortunately, the strong feelings of this young man attracted the attention of the goddess Louhi, who visited him in a dream one night. I know you're not familiar with my gods, but trust me when I say she is not one to be trifled with! Power, fame, love, money, even her daughter's hand in marriage! Whatever a mortal heart may desire, she offers it up as a prize for completing a task. As tempting as it may be, it is unwise for anyone to take her offer. The tasks she sets are difficult for mortal men to complete, and many fall in to ruin just trying.

But the young man was determined to find the truth. So he took up Louhi's offer, saying that he would complete any task she set for him, if only she would tell him the truth of what happened to his relative. So Louhi summoned up one of her familiars, which used its fangs to latch on to the man's hand and absorb into his skin, leaving its mark on his chest. "There are twelve mortals who have taken up my tasks, and yet they have delayed in finishing them time and time again," Louhi said, "I cannot allow anyone to keep my power if they won't finish my tasks. Fight them, and send them to Tuonela for me. Do this for me, and you may keep your powers, and I will tell you that which you wish to know."

The young man woke from his slumber, thinking the conversation was nothing more than a dream. But as he prepared for the day, he found many strange changes. He was much stronger and more agile than he had been before, and he found it easy to cling to walls and other surfaces a normal mortal wouldn't be able to hold onto. What's more, his memory became picturesque, and he found that he could perfectly recreate anything he had seen- even if just for a moment- with a paper and pencil. Immediately he used his newfound skills to get a job with a local news agency, providing artwork for whatever story they needed to write. He was such a talented artist that he quickly rose in prominence, and soon he was being sent out to more serious stories along with reporters to draw the art needed for the top stories. This was how he tracked down the first of the twelve mortals he had been tasked to fight, and he had a special 'sense' that let him know when he was close to the danger that those twelve brought.

He couldn't let the twelve know of his true identity, though. It would put the rest of his family at risk. So he donned a new outfit at night, one that hid who he was. With his identity hidden behind a moniker- one chosen based on the familiar that had bitten him in a dream, whose abilities he had inherited- he was able to take the information he learned working with reporters and chase down the twelve mortals he needed to fight.

And that man was known as... Bat-Man.

[toyska]

[APPLAUDS ENCOURAGINGLY]

[polyglotti]

[Thank u, thank u, she will take a bow.]

[toyska]

So? Did he track them all down and win?

[polyglotti]

Of course! And the goddess kept her promise, and gave him the information that he was searching for.

As it turned out, one of the twelve he had killed had been the one to kill his relative.

[failbo]

Wow...human legends are interesting...!

[Hell yeah, applause]

[polyglotti]

Yeah! There's quite a few about animal-themed heroes, actually.

[ontrend]

[APPLAUDS]

[polyglotti]

[She's beaming. Everyone loves her stories!!!]

[ontrend]

You're a great storyteller! 10/10, would listen to your stories again!

[...]

Actually! I think I've seen a variety show like this. I'll give you a word, you tell me a story around it! First word is "playground"!

[teufelshund]

[




applauds lightly. ]

[polyglotti]

[Enjoy your Toby Maguire knockoff story, Mephisto.]

[bileygr]

[ If she had a nickel for every time Bat-Man was brought up in conversation in this game alone she'd have two nickels.

But she claps. ]

Wow. Fascinating.

[polyglotti]

[HER TWO NICKELS...]

Right, isn't it? Legends from the Old World are fascinating.

[bileygr]

It's not so different from the mythos of other places, too. Powerful gods with unimaginable blessings, but for high costs...

Evident, in the Greco-Roman pantheons... but also, with devils and demons as well.

[engineers]

[ im sorry this is amazing. APPLAUDS LOUDLY ]

[polyglotti]

[Thank u thank u]

[refate]

[ absolutely, silently losing his shit right now over this mashup of different things.

he does stick his fingers in his mouth to whistle, since his ability to clap is somewhat :nyeh: ]

[polyglotti]

[The timelines lined up too perfectly to not do it.

She does not seem to be talking tongue in cheek either, she's acting like she honestly believes this to be a true legend and not a series of 'ehhh' quality 2000s movies.]

[hardrocklife]

[no applause, but he listens from beginning to end.

hm... compelling.]

[polyglotti]

[Do you want to hear more of the adventures of Bat Man, Zelgadis?]

[hardrocklife]

[of course he does, he's gonna major in bat man]

[anothen]

[ He applauds!! Obviously enraptured by the tale of Bat-Man, but... ]

Her daughter's hand in marriage is... Overly much to give away as reward, if you ask me.

[ christ ]

[polyglotti]

No see, she only ever offered it to mortals she knew wouldn't be able to complete the task. Also she had many daughters, some of whom were in on their mother's scheming to pull one over on the mortals who thought too highly of themselves.

[anothen]

Oh, I see... A grand scheme of sorts. This Louhi is quite the plotter? I wouldn't wish to cross her warpath.

[ the important part: ]

So did Bat-Man finish his task?