WEEK SIX - MINGLE

[hellscapes]

Rise and shine, little deadlings. Man. Someone out there really pulled the wool over your eyes, huh? Well, never fear. 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.

One Week 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 all of the previous islands and a new location called Frosty Peaks. Better bundle up. Though should you find yourselves returning to more familiar bars, you may find a new menu item awaits them!

The bright side of starting a new week is that your confidence levels even out back to normal. (Well, actually, maybe that's not so great for some of you. Damn. Sorry.) Your insecurities are still manageable and you have once again regained a healthy sense of hubris rather than completely losing your minds. Your memories are still private, and you haven't lost anything either either. Maybe you've caught a break this week...?

Haha, psych. But it was fun to think about while it lasted, huh? For some of you, it may be hard to notice at first, especially if you're already a hands-on sort of person. But over the course of the week, you will find that you'll struggle with the urge to touch the people around you. A desire to hold hands, hug, or even cuddle may strike at the most overwhelming and inappropriate times, and you'll just have to deal with that. Sometimes the touch between two of you is more subtle. For some of you, it might be a little too intense. There's no saying when and how it may hit you and who may be around when it does.

It almost seems as though it's simply meant to be an annoyance...to everyone else.

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 six mingle! A few notes for clarity.

-This week's effect is touch week, or what we lovingly call "cuddle week." What a nice thing to happen when the new location is cold as balls. Characters will find themselves struck with the urge to touch each other ranging from casual touches to full-on signs of affection. It's not on a sliding scale based on CR, so use this as an opportunity to play around and see what happens when your characters are combined.

-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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[onlythans]

[The emotion Thancred Waters is experiencing right now is a veritable cocktail of one part "pixie nonsense", one part "Urianger wants to LARP as an ageless sorceror", and a quick dash of "literally never talked to Scaramouche even once but given the circumstances described yeah that would check out."

But — at least he's not injured. Just...befuddled? So trying to knock sense into him actually might not be the best bet, which means...

Ugh.]

...No? I'll have to work harder to make sure you're full aware of how I feel, then.

[He says, and offers a roguish grin so practiced it's just muscle memory at this point.]

Mayhap I'll start by warming you up. Shall we find some shelter from the cold?

[in front of GOD and EVERYONE, THANCRED "FUCKABLE OCTOPUS" WATERS?????]

[psynchronise]

[ just watches this from a distance so thancred has to live with the knowledge god and also date watched this happen. ]

[onlythans]

[bro-gestures at date while ryn's cutely averting his eyes and blushing or tripping over himself or some shit in that BUD, THE FUCK?? sort of way]

[psynchronise]

[ gestures back like man, he wishes he knew what was going on here. have fun. ]

[onlythans]

[bro are you going to abandon him in his time of need at least get over here and pretend to be, idk. which backstreet boy would date even be. howie? GET OVER HERE AND BE HOWIE ALREADY.]

[psynchronise]

[ DOES HE LOOK LIKE A HOWIE?? this is your boyband obsessed elf m'dude. live the dream he thinks you're his favourite musician ]

[voidshift]

[oh my god.

this level of flirting from a member of his favorite boy band(tm) gives him a nosebleed

not a joke (but i wish it was). he just presses a hand over his nose, though, eyes a little wide, but he's trying to play it cool.]

Sure, I guess... I guess we could do that.

[onlythans]

[Yeah, okay, whatever is going on with this, apparently the CYOA took the bastard elf and replaced it with a pod person. But unfortunately for everyone concerned, Thancred's just as good as committing to the bit as Teej anyone else.]

You guess?

[He wastes no time covering Ryn's hand with his own, tugging it away from his face, and picking up the end of his own scarf instead to dab the...spontaneous blood...incident...away. I went on vacation to get away from Manderville questlines and now here I am writing one.]

If you'd rather someone else — Scaramouche, mayhaps?

[voidshift]

I mean, he can come too, if he wants...?

[the whole boy band... also wow, he's having his hand held. nice.


and then he pauses for a second, frowning, glancing down at the blood on his hand and thancred's scarf. then further down at his clothes.]

Wh- Thancred give me your coat right now--

[teufelshund]

[ snorts as he watches this in the background ]

[onlythans]

Oh, no, you're not getting this one, too. I like this coat.

[HE KNOWS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU "BORROW" HIS CLOTHES, RYNLAN "#1 FAN" DAWNSLIGHT]

Back with us, are you? Come here.

[He will, however, drag him in and open his coat to wrap the ends around them both, because it is cold and also it's touch week.]

I'll keep my hands in respectable places, I promise. Unlike, evidently, Scaramouche.

[voidshift]

I'm freezing, let me borrow it. I'll give this one back.

[he's just making a face at the mention of scara, letting himself be dragged in and wrapped up. he is so fucking cold, help.]

[onlythans]

Patience. Just give me a moment.

[Pressed against him as he is, he's likely to feel Thancred digging into one of his own pockets and mumbling something under his breath too low to hear; a few moments later, when he nudges Ryn back, it appears he's holding — a second coat? This coat, specifically. Which is strange, because it sure doesn't look like any of the hell-provided ones.

It is, however, the warmest gear Thancred can think of, and thus, onto Ryn it goes.]

Here. This should last until we can get you under shelter.

[Also: now they both have coats.]

[voidshift]

[it's very warm and nice, yes.

he shrugs it off to hand it to him and gestures for him to take the other off. trade.]

That should keep you warm while I have yours.

[just let him have this]

[onlythans]

[What kind of superfan refuses a blatant gift from their idol? smh wanting the actual clothes off his damn back.

Still, if he picks a fight with this Fucking Elf™ they're going to be out here bickering about it all day, so eventually he'll just surrender the other coat without complaint. Anything to get free of the cold.]