WEEK THREE - MINGLE

[hellscapes]

Rise and shine, little deadlings. Did you oversleep this morning? Well, that's all right. After all...accidents happen!

Some of you are so touchy, huh? Lighten up a little! 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.

Four 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 Gehenna University, Hallow's Hollow, Subnutica, and a new location called Memory Lane. Sounds pretty sweet, doesn't it?

On the bright side, it seems you're no longer lacking things (except for maybe hope. Haha.) Your skills are in tact, your senses are recalibrated, and you remember everything there is to know about yourself and this place you've come to know as home. However...well. Perhaps you'll come to realize that you remember a little too much this week. At any time when you're with another person, you may find yourselves being swallowed up by the ground beneath you and falling straight into a dark and empty room. A huge screen mounted on the wall sits and waits for you to acknowledge it. Even if you don't, it's only a matter of time before one of your memories streams on display. When the show's over, you'll be booted back out to where you began with no rhyme or explanation.

It isn't always a hole in the ground, either. You may be going about, minding your own business, and suddenly that same screen will pop up behind you and begin to play without warning. And the best part? You have no control over what others will see.

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 three mingle! A few notes for clarity.

-This week's effect is memshare! You've been waiting for it, it's memory-sharing week finally. You do not have to thread out a memshare for every interaction you have with another person, but you are free to do as many as you like. You may thread one memory per person per thread, or do a back and forth chain amongst yourselves for multiple memories. Memories can be viewed via first person experiencing or via third person viewing, whichever is most fun for you. You can also pick whether you get stuck in a hole with someone until you both share or if the screen appears at the most inconvenient moments around the islands.

-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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A THING

[hellscapes]

[ on this fine early afternoon, anyone entering the coffee shop on Memory Lane will see that there are four complimentary cupcakes set out on the counter for anyone who would like one! they look yummy. ]

[ontrend]

[grabs a cupcake]

Hmm, where's Marina? I bet she'd love to try this... I should let her know before they're all gone.

[wanders off while eating the cupcake]

[ontrend]

[halfway through it he gags




then loops back to throw it into a garbage can at the coffee shop]

Yo, I want to talk to the manager...

[eleusinia]

[ catches him coming back to the coffee shop... ]

Oh no, bad batch today?

[ontrend]

Yeah, seriously bad! Brewster's off his game today.

[eleusinia]

Oh no... poor guy's probably overworked. I'm sure he just wanted to do something nice for everyone, though.

[ontrend]

Yeah, but putting meat and hair in a cupcake...? Dude doesn't even have hair. Did he get a new baking assistant or something?

[anothen]

[ another cupcake? cool. he eats one. ]

[anothen]

[ While he doesn't return the cupcake, he leaves something on the counter near the platter. They make some clinks as they're placed.

The cupcake itself is found in Cerberus' mouths now. ]

[cavaliered]

[takes one and splits it in two...]

[cavaliered]

-- Aw, gross. Yuck. What the fuck. Why.

[hardrocklife]

[watching... those cupcakes went fast.]

No good?

[cavaliered]

[she just.

shows him a bone? she shows him a bone sticking out of the cupcake.]

[hardrocklife]

[what the fuck.]

[cavaliered]

[YEAH HER THOUGHTS EXACTLY.

she's not putting this in her mouth. she's not that stupid. she will pull out the bone. it looks like a toe bone, which is really just insult to injury.]

[engineers]

Did you - nevermind, I know the answer to that question. Was that just in there?

[eleusinia]

[ GASPS ]

Language.

[cavaliered]

[looks




at her]

[eleusinia]

I don't think anyone wants to hear that kind of talk, no matter how bad it might have been!

[engineers]

[ eats o

no im kidding but he does come by with a pair of tongs and a plastic bag, takes a cupcake with the tongs, puts it in the plastic bag, and trots off to the lab

goodbye ]

[psynchronise]

[ for cupcake science... ]

[engineers]

[ returns holding something in his hand ]

Definitely a hellish cupcake. Did the other three get eaten?

[psynchronise]

Probably. I don't see any left.

[engineers]

Seriously... did we not learn a lesson from the exploding ones? This one was threatening.

[ he will hand date a little piece of paper. ]

[hellscapes]

[ none cupcakes left! ]