WEEK TWO - MINGLE

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.
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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standing at the helm of a fairly impressive boat is lu bixing, eyepatch on his eye, wearing this this outfit only it's topped with a big ass hat. he's got a sword in one hand and his personal device projected off of his wrist on his other. popcorn the snake is draped around his neck and wearing a tiny pirate hat, and he Captain Morgan poses at the bow of his boat and gestures!!!
he swings his sword out during this relay race at some point and yells - ]
AVAST, MATEYS! Space Pirate Captain Prime Minister Bixing's crew's arrived and we've come for your booty! Fire the cannons off the bow! Prepare to be boarded!
[ someone's enjoying this too much
anyway his boat, i regret to inform you, has a cannon on it. they created a jetpack? they have jerry rigged a canon. it's time to go sabotage other boats instead of actually racing. ]
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unlace a few of the front laces like what kind of fucking pirate are you if you aren't showing your... treasure chest. ]
What booty, it's hell, you idiot.
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waggles eyebrows ]
Commander, I can assure you, there is booty that I'm interested in on these stormy seas.
[ (gideon voice) adults should be shot ]
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Then I assure you that it's my duty to make sure you never sail these fiery seas again.
[ ... is that... is that a like playful eyebrow arch? gross. ]
You'll have to win if you want it.
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Matchmaking was yesterday!
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[ this is completely overdramatic and clearly still flirting which is unfortunate. he grins though, pulling his sword away so he doesn't actually like, slit lin's throat or something on accident. ]
Bring me your best and nothing less!
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anyways. ]
Oh I plan on it.
You might want to make sure you're fully prepared for the onslaught you've just demanded.
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[ yeah. by the time the boat is in the water, kon is wearing the rightmost outfit, with his kiseru lit in his mouth, because he needed the pockets. perched on his lap where he's seated next to the fucking jerry rigged cannon is yoru, also appropriately dressed and wielding a familiar toy sword. ]
Avast and booty! [ yoru chirp-yells in his little synth voice. ] Close enough, buddy.
[ anyways he's lighting the cannon sorry not sorry to anyone in line of fire. ]
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[ yoru is getting a pat on the head with the hand that is not occupied with a sword. who let lu bixing have a sword. ] First mate Yoru, we need a ship name! Or Kon.
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Why is that word still in your memory banks, Yoru?
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[ ruffles yoru excitedly. he's such a good boy. a good first mate. ] Say yarrr.
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she has now figured out how to attach this fucking sword to a chain and is SWINGING IT AROUND.
it's tuesday, lets get it on]
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Whose booty are we raiding first?
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no he's still a nerd ]
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That's not what pirates sound like at all!
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[ someone's enjoying his eyepatch life. he gestures with his sword to emphasize this point. ] Live a little!
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A bit hard under the circumstances, [because they're dead(?)] but I'll try!
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[ come destroy stuff and blow holes in people's boats with them childe ]
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Tuuri has come prepared though. Her boat seems mostly unadorned, but it does have a few oars of varying length in them. She had been doing a double-oar from the back, but as soon as she sees what nonsense Lu Bixing is up to she swaps them out for a single, shorter oar.
She's rowing, trying to get past them, but she's also watching that canon. She's going on a straight path for now, trying to limit her time near this monstrosity of a boat.]