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WEEK FOUR - MINGLE

Rise and shine, little deadlings. The heavens shine down upon you as you live to see another day...haha.
It's not just the heavens and the stars, though. 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 Gehenna University, Hallow's Hollow, Subnutica, Memory Lane and a new location called Gigantica. It's difficult to miss, after all! Though should they find themselves returning to more familiar bars, they may find a new menu item awaits them!
But the best part about this week is that those pesky TVs are no longer around making their appearance and showcasing your most intimate memories. No more secrets revealed, no more falling through random holes in the ground and bruising yourself painfully, no more awkward situations you have to explain. For now it's just you and the things you want to share. Well...mostly. It's a little hard to feel confident about yourself after everything that's happened, isn't it? After all, there's always going to be someone better than you. Someone smarter. Someone more put together. Normally these things may not bother you, but this week it seems that all of those pesky little insecurities that plague your mind are amped up to ten. It isn't always daunting. Sometimes you're able to remember the things you like about yourselves, but for the most part? You might need a little convincing to break yourself out of the cycle of uncertainty.
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 four mingle! A few notes for clarity.
-This week's effect is heightened insecurities While it does not have to be a consistent thing, this week your character will experience their insecurities amplified in a way that they can't always ignore. These can be things such as lack of confidence in their strength, their talents, their relationships with other people, things they happen to dislike about themselves, things they wish they could change, things they envy from other people, etc. Feel free to be creative about what your character would personally find to be something they're insecure about.
-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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He looks down to the dock, and after a few moments of consideration, just mumbles-]
Catch.
[Fuck it. He's getting off this ferry, thank you, before it leaves with him on it or something like that. You're not taking him back.
He's also wearing a uniform that matches Zel's more than Kura's, no sexy boots and gloves here-- but it does have a left torn pant leg with zero blood, and a right ripped up pant leg with a lot more damage and blood. The lower left sleeve of his coat is pretty much ruined and very bloody. He still has his glasses on, but they're clearly broken and taped together, and he has smears of blood around his nose.
Whatever happens when he lets himself drop to the dock, Rynlan is not bothering to move afterward. He's tired. He is also maybe a little sweaty?]
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they climb down slowly after everyone else, and while there's no visible injuries on them and they don't seem to be wearing a cool uniform like everyone else (rip), their fur is slowly staining red in one spot on the back and on their legs. huh! interesting!
they kind of wobble where they stand when they get to land and stare at their legs with a blank expression ]
Why. Again. Fucking ow.
[ this is the wrong blue man? why was filbo recast. ]
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What the hell are you doing here?
[ blue hawaiian??? ]
โ oh hell, ok. We know the drill. Whoโs the most injured and whoโs the most likely to pretend theyโre not?
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They're all injured.
[he does not make any move to get up.]
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Keep your distance.
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sorry for literally every single person that is starting to crowd around because there is suddenly the sound of somebody bolting through the area toward the dock. they don't actually seem to notice that there are three other people? look. those three people can be dealt with by the others, because: ]
Blue! [ if they sound a little panicked, it's maybe because they are. it's debatable if they'll stop in time before knocking both of them off of the dock and into the lava, but they do. just barely.
and also there is nothing else except for a full-body clinging hug immediately and a very perplexed whisper of "what the fuck?" but they pause to look them over, suddenly eyeing their legs. ]
...you're bleeding. [ eerily calm. they take a few breathes, pulling back but not by much. ] Come on. We're going. Now.
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Mm. [ they don't fully answer the bleeding because it is hard to deny, but after a pause ] Walking fucking hurts.
[ which is a "yes, but help please" ]
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[he looks a little relieved when malibu shows up to help tbh]
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[... uh, oh well, too late to try to warn them away. though it probably would have been useless even if he had been faster.
also, he's just kind of. staring at the two of them. but it's fine.]
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What happened to you? [ahhhh.] Should I call one of the others...?
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that took care of itself. ]
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POINTS AT BH LIKE ?????????? WHILE ALSO JUST. SWEATILY STARING AT EVERYONE.]
How.
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[muffled. he's not moving anywhere.]
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What happened to all of you? Do you need help?
[She sees bleeding legs, that's a sign that they need help.]
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[he actually sits up at the sound of her voice and looks hella relieved]
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he looks very relieved when she shows up, honestly.]
-good, you were still here.
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1/2
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Well, you all look like shit.
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He frowns worriedly and confused at Blue Hawaiian and the frown gets worse when Malibu races out.]
Is everyone okay enough to walk?
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and then back to the others. whenever rynlan looks his way, he'll smile and shrug. ]
Looks like our room's had a pretty unlucky two weeks!
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At which point he proceeds to stop caring about anything except running full tilt and beelining for where Rynlan has decided to take a face-nap into the docks because, y'know. #TankBehavior.]
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