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superhell2023-02-19 10:57 am
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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[ 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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[ he beams up at both of them.
kon wonders what kind of influences he's getting here in hell. ]
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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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[ adults should die. yoru lets out a weeee! and settles in, waving the sword. ]
Akira is a loose cannon, and a booty we'd probably like to be spared from seeing if he loses what shreds of clothes he's still wearing.
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[she doesn't want to see old men kissing. let's focus on the real foreplay, which is your necromancer planning to blow you up, literally, with a bomb.]
I can't promise Akira won't bite you if you get close to him, this week.
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[ tapping his pipe out over the side of the boat and re-packing it with some fresh hash ]
We could also just fire wildly at everything within our line of sight until we run out of makeshift ammunition and go down with the ship, considering we are one giant, flammable target. You might come after us, but we'll take you down with us.
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Do you think if lit the sword on fire it'd stay on fire? [stop trying to light things on fire]
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C'mere, lemme see the sword.
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[
no he's still a nerd ]
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That's right. We take no prisoners! Let's find some booty and sail to victory!
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You know, if we die out here, I just wanted to say it's been an honor.
[she can sense her necromancer plotting her doom]