WEEK TWO - MINGLE

[hellscapes]

Rise and shine, little deadlings. Congratulations on not losing your head this weekend!

Ooh...too soon? Hm. Lighten up a little, gosh! 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.

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

The countdown continues...

But out the door you go for another busy 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, Hallow's Hollow, and a new location called Subnutica. Yeah. You heard us.

The nice thing is that your emotions seem to be in tact again. You feel a little recalibrated. You find that you're no longer struggling to understand why you're feeling the way you feel, but something still feels...off. It's hard to pinpoint what exactly it is, but it's as though a part of you is missing. Maybe eventually you'll discover that your sense of direction has disappeared. Or you've lost your ability to empathize with others (if you even had that to begin with). And even moreso, some of you may discover you've lost even more important things, such as your eyesight or your sense of touch. Various losses will persist throughout the whole week, but on occasion you may find you've regained what you initially lost and have lost something else instead.

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 loss! This one is a little more open-ended for you guys to play with! This can be anything from loss of senses, loss of certain emotions, loss of skills, loss of memories, loss of your mind, etc. If you're not sure, please feel free to ask! You do not have to stick with the same loss for the whole week! You can change it up as you see fit and/or for rule of funny.

-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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Comments

[voidshift]

aquarium-

[sometimes you're from a place that already has horrific sea creatures. these are terrible but also, you know, fine? ryn's wandering the aquarium to check out the various creatures kept here, pausing on occasion to watch a fish swim around for a while, or to get a better look at something.

there's a siamese cat perched on his shoulders, also watching the fish intently; every so often she meows plaintively in his ear, reaching a paw up to bat at the air, or even hopping down to go peek through the glass where it extends low enough.]

You can't have those. I know you think everything is for you, but no.

[he scritches her behind the ears, and she responds with a grumpy little mrrp.]

beach-

[alternately you can find him here! he is trying to fish. he really is.

...this seems to be a struggle, though, as he tries and fails to get the line prepared.]

Damn it- I know this wasn't so hard.

[the cat, meanwhile, is at the edge of the water, batting at it and then dancing away as a wave eases in. where are the FISH. give fish.]

[birdeater]

[ catte... ]

They could have them as a snack. It'll just be a little messy.

[ :) ]

[voidshift]

She could, but knowing this place, flooding it would just let everything loose. I'll take her fishing, when we're done here.

[the cat bats at the glass. not LATER. she wants the fish nowww.]

[birdeater]

[ FEESH DEMANDED ]

You made a bad decision bringing them here of all places, then. What a bad owner not bringing a snack.

[ HE'S KIDDING but his voice is flat so whatever ]

[voidshift]

Oh, she'll be fine. It's entertainment for her, anyway, I think chasing fish around is going to be better than any toy I could put together.

[she meows as she jumps at a fish, pawing rapidly at the glass. her fish!!]

Beach

[failbo]

[The sight of Rylian struggling a little with the line makes Filbo stop. For a moment he stares at his struggling, then he seemingly decides to approach]

Ah--heh, it's never easy. I mean...things can get really finicky, you know?

[He extends a paw]

Want me to lend you a paw?

[Good with crafts and manual work! Apparently! Still, he offers his help to Rynlan a little more eagerly than usual, even for someone like Filbo]