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.

BICKER POLL + DEMON BEEKS
@ hellpers
POLL
ARE FISH:
-1. friends
-2. food
-3. not real
-4. birds
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BICKER HOME FEED - PUBLIC POSTING FOR ALL
Monday
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A BEEK, FRIDAY MORNING
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subnutica...
wildcard...
Happy Monday
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STATUS
also btw all location changes and damages from the past 2 weeks are undone :) surprise! ]
Location Update - Science Lab
Location Update - Computer Lab
Location Update - Dorms
Location Update - Aquarium
Location Update - Aquarium & Beach
Location Update - Casino
Location Update - College Campus, Science Lab
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[good morning
there is a large ginger with a huge fucking two handed sword hovering around the petting pools. she's got the sword lifted, holding the handle with both hands, above her head and she's peering down into them. she's very still. she is waiting.
and then after a second she stabs the sword down very quickly, with a big splash, scaring every fish in the area.]
-- Fuck!
II.
[alternatively
she's just laying on the ground somewhere in subnutica with her sword on the ground next to her staring at the ceiling. that's it. why.]
II.
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[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.]
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on this bright and sunny morning on monday, there are some strange sounds coming outside of gehenna university. when you come outside, you will see a very strange setup. namely, there are computer parts like, all over the place, and a container that smells like gasoline, as well as paper schematics and pens and a whole other mess, but more importantly
there is a build a bub sitting on the ground. it is wearing little backpack straps, and more importantly, attached to those backpack straps is some kind of…machine…it’s not very big, but it is definitely constructed out of an old cpu that’s been repurposed. it has on a tiny build a bub helmet also.
sitting a safe ways away from it with a keyboard in his lap is lu bixing. his personal device is on, reflecting a few screens and his phone is a little to the side, but he’s talking to his personal device - it looks like he’s making a recording. ]
First test, at [ whatever time it is ] on Monday. This is Engineer 001, and - [ to the other person ] And?
Yoake. [ said other person is kon! he's got yoru sitting at his side, wearing a little NASA outfi. there's a... some kind of tool kit? a small one, not a big one, but it's got quite a few bits and bobs. it's open as he messes with what looks to have previously been a part from a computer monitor's innards with a small screwdriver, his phone and a spread of notebooks also on his side where he sits. ] And Yoru!
Yoake and Yoru. [ lu bixing confirms to his recording. ] Project Hellpollo 11 is prepared for liftoff. In five… four… three… two….one….
[ his fingers move across the keyboard and then click something decisively. and from behind the build a bub wearing a strange contraption, there’s a noise, the smell of gasoline, and then - a flare, as it begins to rise off of the ground. the build a bub is wearing a tiny, functioning jetpack.
lu bixing yells, delighted– ] Liftoff! That’s one small step for Subject Laika, one giant leap for Yorukind!
Yorukind! [ yoru cheers with lu bixing, while kon makes a few notes with a gel pen that he pulls out of his manbun for the day, screwdriver now in his mouth. he moves it so that lu bixing's recording can catch what he says without it being muffled: ] Controls functional via keyboard. Altitude remains steady, but will depend on fuel... parachute system in the works, but tests are showing optimistic results.
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[He's studying the statue very intently.
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...Is that the whole prompt? Yes? Okay.]
2. aquarium of dreams
[For all his talk about feesh, Childe has actually never been to an aquarium! (Don't ask me anything about Fontaine.) So here he is, wandering around with interest.]
They're so small... [ARE THEY?
Also feel free to include the horrific nightmare octopus if you'd like I'm sure that's exactly what we need after Sunday]
3. beach + dear god please come learn how to fish
[That is to say, of course there is a fishing prompt. I don't know jack shit about fishing but unfortunately Childe does so he will be getting set up with the gear and everything!! And he will wave at you as you pass by.]
Hey, comrade! Care to join me? [I will coin toss whether or not he loses his ability to fish
If you're not interested in that, you can still catch him at the beach a lot!! He'll have his pants rolled up and his shoes off so he can get his feet wet, looking very much at home. Are there seashells at this fake beach? I don't know but if there are he will be collecting them. I'm mad at how cute this prompt sounds so you can probably also find him antagonizing the kraken because of course you can.]
4. bar bar bar bar
[We can do drinking prompts here but I'mma be honest Childe's mostly just gonna be having fun dodging the tentacles. Don't make it weird]
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• Swimming at the Indoor Beach, where you might notice he's staying underwater for...an uncomfortably long time. Like whole minutes at a stretch. Like very nearly nine and a half minutes at a time, in fact!
• The Music Store, eyeing the instruments like he's suddenly just remembered that bards are supposed to be able to play music. Can he play music? Maybe the thing he forgot this week is "forgot that he forgot that he's supposed to be a bard".
Regardless of where you find him, there is one thing that sort of stands out. He seems to be constantly muttering something under his breath, and if you listen a little more closely, you might even discover it's...]
There once was a warlord named Xande,
Whose empire made nodes that were handy;
But in topics of class
He was rather an ass
With real shite taste in head mage arm candy...
[oh my god is he reciting limericks what the actual fuck.]
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SUSHI NIGHT
[there is an attached selfie of kuranosuke, who is still not dressed up and still has his hair tied up into a ponytail, making a peace sign at the camera; kon is also in the picture, hard at work making sushi rolls while yoru, decked out in a little sushi chef outfit from build-a-bub, looks on. kon is behind the bar counter, yoru is sitting on it, and kuranosuke is posing in front of it.
and for anyone who swings by that evening...
yes, it's still a bar, but they do seem to be making legitimate sushi - using actual sushi rice, nori, and everything! there's a small station set up near the bar counter for kon to put rolls together, and he's actually got the supplies he needs for it, too. thanks to the efforts of everyone who went fishing... they've got fish! the kitchens of the other restaurants have been raided for vegetables and so on for the rolls, but there are also ingredients that would go in various sushi rolls that don't appear to have come from those kitchens, and for side dishes like miso soup. huh, where'd that come from? don't worry about it.
kon can be seen briefly scanning the bar with his eyes narrowed over by where he's set up the sushi buffet at the counter, for whatever reason? but he is in fact here for this party that kuranosuke has put together. yoru is still dressed as a cute little sushi chef and waves at anyone who comes in to join them, chirping a hihi! as he does. he's had a very eventful day today, it seems.
kuranosuke is, right at the start, nowhere to be seen. who shows up late to their own party? rude. well, whatever.
it's party time!
ooc note: this is just a cute party mingle! put up your own subtls, play party games, whatever. the world is your oyster! this isn't super time-sensitive or anything, so feel free to leisurely play around with it during the week. have fun!!]
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💞💖 TUESDAY... 💖💞
♥ CUPID'S ARROW ♥
COME FIND YOUR MATCH!
AND LEARN HOW MUCH SOMEONE REALLY FEELS ABOUT YOU...
[ It's a beautiful day out, isn't it? If the huge red banner isn't eye-catching enough, maybe the two hosts are? One is easy to spot, given her large feathery white wings, but your local in Hell archangel Uriel seems to be sporting an interesting attire today. courtesty of sexy cowgirl outfit and an ugly swimsuit, thank you for your sacrifice. the skirt is short, and don't be surprised she's barefoot as per the norm.
atop her head seems to be a headband with two heart antennas. while the arrow one seems to be settled on... Lavi's head! who is sporting this look, courtesy of yaywon. ]
This way, someone can find a wonderful lasting companionship- whether it's romantic or platonic... [ because there are some youngins. lavi, in the background meanwhile:] It's gotta be romantic, right?
[ A H E M. ] We can't forget the "Affection Meter" too! Right, right.. what does that thing do again?
It'll test the amount of affection between someone and the person they mention, or on their mind... it's one hundred accurate! I had a similar one back home!
[ anyways, why not give matchmaking a shot? ;) or give the "Affection Meter" a good try! A TEST OF YOUR
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MINI-EVENT
And you know, like, you're totally free to blow them off. You don't have to board the ferry and head to Subnutica to see what that's all about. But for those of you who are curious, when you deboard the ferry at the new island you'll find that a floating dock has been installed, big enough to hold every single one of you and a few different stalls. In the water are several rowboats, and in the lava flags wave to outline an obstacle course around the island itself.
On the fronts of the stalls are a variety of posters advertising for Satan's house party again. Each stall contains items such as paint, fabrics, sails, ropes, oars, chains, anchors, spiked metal balls, shields, swords, harpoons, and other items needed to fortify and decorate these boats. There's also a stand full of drinks! But these are all drinks from the bar on this island, unfortunately. Finally, above it all hangs another banner:
Team up or whatever, build up your vessel and set sail! Make it through the course and back in record time...if you dare.
It seems simple, doesn't it? But now you're in direct competition with each other. The path through the flags isn't that wide. You may have to bump each other out of the way to proceed. But be careful! In the lava itself you may run into obstacles such as tentacle-like limbs reaching up to crash into your boat and slow you down, bombs that explode at random, high winds that knock you off-course, and the figments of phantom boats ready to ram right into you and break your vessel apart. Not to mention, you know, whatever you guys decide to do to each other.
Haha. Good luck on the smooth sailing!
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🚢 1/?
It stops just a few feet from shore, emitting a grinding, groaning sound. At the first grumble, a body(?) tumbles off over the railing, landing with a splash in the water.
The body rises to the surface, red hair bobbing, as the water around it turns dark and pink, most of it leeching from the numerous bright white shards riddled on the arm and shoulder. Otherwise, there's no movement, it just becomes one with the (artificial) sea.
Lavi is dead.
Damb. More importantly, the ferry starts up its noise again, just in time to...]
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...until they don't. At 11pm, a cheery tone plays from the radio app on your phone as a ripple of shadows pass over the islands. You're free to move a limited amount, but you'll find that all doors are locked and you're stuck in one area.
It's only when the clock strikes midnight that anything changes. Whether you're still awake and partying, or whether you're dreaming a little dream, a wall of fire erupts before your eyes and you're plunged straight into darkness. A dreamless sleep awaits you until Friday morning.
Sleep well, little deadlings.