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superhell2023-03-26 05:19 pm
WEEK SEVEN - MINGLE
Rise and shine, little deadlings. Change is coming. Satan's grace has shined upon you...and you made it. Congratulations to those of you who wake up in Gehenna this morning.
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...
It's funny. You've all played along for so long. It's been so many weeks of hard work, of training, of experiencing new things and trying to figure out the best game strategy for the drink-off, but at the same time you've lost so much. It may even feel as though all of this was for naught. Some of you may have even lost hope along the way. But hey. Haven't you heard? The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Walking out of the dorm, it's immediately obvious something is different. It's in the atmosphere, and unlike before, you can hear ambient sounds in the distance and all around you. It's the sound of other people. Other establishments. Other islands and other residents, all things you haven't experienced before in your isolated dimension. Bicker is popping off from a million accounts, no longer just you newbies. Anywhere you go there are strangers, human and demon alike, just living their afterlives. At the dock, the ferry is happily floating on the lava, waiting for you to climb aboard. While there are still several unknowable islands on the horizon, the ferry can now shuttle you between all of the previous islands and the largest island in all of Hell. This island can be seen from just about every other point of this realm, but it's even larger than life when you finally arrive. Should you find yourselves returning to more familiar bars, you may find that along with new faces - real bartenders, thank God - new menu items await you as well.
But maybe you'll be too busy for that. After all, for some of you it isn't just your surroundings that are different when you wake up. You may feel better than ever, like a part of you has been revitalized, or... like a part of you has been switched back on. Abilities you once had in your living life have been returned to your possession, but do keep in mind the rules and regulations of Hell. Don't abuse them, now! Be a good neighbor.
Everywhere you look there's the buzz and excitement of the upcoming party, and everywhere you travel feels more open than before. You're less limited, less isolated, and perhaps you'll even run into a familiar face in the crowds, if you're lucky.
But there are a few consequences that come with being abruptly ejected from a quarantine zone and into the real realm of Hell. Some things need to be recalibrated, and throughout the course of the week you may find yourself experiencing different effects you underwent during your previous weeks here. Maybe one day you find yourself experiencing a loss of your senses. Maybe the next you're falling back into those memory-sharing holes. And maybe another you're t-posing each other to assert your dominance without realizing how stupid you look.
It almost seems as though it's simply meant to be an annoyance...for everyone involved.
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 the week of pregaming!
Good morning everybody, and welcome to your week seven mingle, aka the final mingle for endgame week! A few notes for clarity.
-This week's effect is everything. That is to say, you are free to either not be affected by anything at all, or you may play with the different effects that have come up during the course of the game to play out with people you may have missed opportunities with! As a reminder, the effects are:
-Rumor Mill (aka the compulsion to tell a lie or spread a rumor about someone)
-Emotional Overload (aka experiencing intense emotions and the inability to calm down until they're shared)
-Loss (aka loss of senses, memories, abilities, etc.)
-Memshare (self-explanatory)
-Heightened insecurities
-Overconfidence
-Touch
-As noted in the blurb above, those of you who have powers in your canons now have access to these again (outside of anything game-breaking.) Any items from home may be unnerfed as well. Please use your powers responsibly! Abuse of powers or harming random residents will be flagged to the HPD and your powers will be shut down for 24 hours.
-If you "die" you come back within three hours. All injuries, including old ones, now heal at an accelerated rate, but the specific time and amount is up to you oocly.
-Also as noted in the blurb above... Hell has a few more residents than usual! That is to say, along with now being populated with its own residents, characters who have died and were in the graveyard are now available to you once more. There is no longer a barrier between you guys. Be free.
-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.
-Finally, we will not have a trial this Saturday but we will be having our endgame event, aka SATAN'S PARTY. Please let us know if you will not be available, but otherwise we'll see you then!
BICKER POLL + DEMON BEEKS
@ hellpers
POLL
-glass half-full
-glass half-empty
-depends what's in it
-glass him
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Glass them.
[ equal opportunity glassings ]
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[ hey guys ]
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[ local sword doesn't understand the lingo enough to know which option to pick ]
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[He has declared himself sober forever, thanks. Except on Saturday because what's he going to do, knock Satan down with sparkling water?]
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BICKER HOME FEED - PUBLIC POSTING FOR ALL
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i know im not one to talk because im doubloon dead too but why did so many of you double die what happened this time
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STATUS
there is however a giant angry goose loose on gigantica.
and in The City, flying proudly like a flag from the tallest building, is a familiar blanket. ]
Location Update - Gehenna Computer Lab
It's a big hit with the local students! Weird.
However the school staff are now very wary of you newbies. Further tampering with the computers may be difficult. ]
???????
[Nice city, right? Check out the sights! Enjoy the wares? Drink yourself to death (again!) Run into a very tall scary-looking man with glowing red eyes!]
[Wait.]
[Maybe you're reaching for something cool in a local market when your hand brushes against someone else's - a large scarred ashy-looking hand, which belongs to...this fellow.]
[He frowns.]
Really.
b. (fnaf voice) hi
[Or maybe you just literally walk into him or spot him at the bar, to which he says, with a grumble:]
I'm going to tell you now, I'm not going to babysit you, either. I already had a headache with them. Don't add to it.
[????????????]
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[just sits down at the bar and orders some trendy cocktail idk]
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uh?
kon looks up from where he was previously occupied looking through a shop's outside stock, apparently getting some ingredients for cooking and other busy work, blinking when he realizes that he's. looking at someone that's presumably alive. ("alive" by hell's standards.) he does the john travolta looking around, briefly, before back at said living person. slowly... raises his hand? he has both of those again, by the way. ] ... okay, did something happen when we weren't watching the show? Did you guys just completely nuke yourselves at the finish line? Hey..?
II. obligatory babybot
[ at some point, yoru has been reunited with kon. he's full on clinging to him with all of his limbs, and kon doesn't really need to support him with a hand with how tightly he's attached onto him.
you're welcome to overhear: ] I'm mad at you! Yeah, I know. Stop going where I can't follow!! You're acting like I had a choice this time, Yoru...
[ yoru lifts his head up and looks at whoever's nearby, demanding: ] Tell him how dumb he is!
III. wildcard
[ give me anything or PC me binches ]
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[ just this ]
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How did YOU get here?!
[Tuuri's words get Bucky and Nameless to stop too. Bucky squints at the group, while Nameless is watching them with some slight confusion.]
What, all at once? Was there a mass murder I missed?
... I don't think the remaining group was that murderous...
[Blue is Tuuri, red is Bucky, grey is Nameless. Specify which ones you want, we're doing individual threads.]
all of them tbh
he's just staring at them like he's seen a ghost. or three.]
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if you're looking for rynlan, he's actually a little easy to overlook if you're just watching for a faintly luminescent blue tentacle elf. he's around... but what you're going to find instead is what looks like an elf-shaped, purplish living shadow, probably settled on a barstool with a drink next to him. his cat is also with him, because of course she is, and he seems to just be vibing as the shadows that wrap around him shift ambiently.]
This is much better.
[i changed my mind i wanna add to this because you can Also find him just. perched in random high places? still shadowy, he's busy enjoying that, but he's also enjoying being able to actually get up to high places. he's hovering a few inches off whatever surface he's on, whether standing or sitting.]
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anyway, mephisto's here! he's eating a popsicle, in honor of his hanami dango on the hot or not chart being mistaken for one, and is watching everything going on around him with amusement.
he is also the unnerfed demon king of time and space again so good luck with that. ]
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she's a pink blur as she nyooms by, laughing can be heard as she zips around. if you get dizzy easily, maybe look away, because she's doing loops and zigzags all over the sky. there is a brief close call as she flies lower to the ground, right above everyone's heads!! but she's an ace pilot, so ya'll are safe from any potential beheadings, promise.
when she finally lands she actually pops out from the back, posing and then landing on the ground with her hands in a heart sign. ]
I still got it!!♥
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Extraordinary. Master was hoping he would get to see your flight in person.
[ next to him, lin jingheng is standing with his hands clasped behind his back and maybe a smile on his lips. ]
Like riding a bike.
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and then it pops out. he does a ridiculous comedy scramble to grab it before it hits the floor with a ("-- dammit, aiba")
the eye does not respond. she's too busy forming herself a body, and then letting out a biiiig hampter sigh and stretch. there's a crackling sound and then-- coming from date's phone: ]
Finally. I am free.
No, not finally-- get back in there!
I do not understand why you are being unreasonable. It has been two months, Date.
[ maybe just. leave the man to argue with his eyeball. it's fine. ]
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She came out!!
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there is. a skeleton with a wig styled like a no-nonsense black bob on behind it, for some reason. it picks the bone hand up and offers it to you. the movement is janky and not very smooth, unlike the bone hand's movement, and it also seems to not be conscious in the same way the hand is. the skeleton also sometimes stops moving entirely, frozen in place.
anyway. the hand gestures impatiently. take.]
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Hello, Hex.
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He has a broken piece of bench in one hand.]
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[He sees the giant lumbering devilman.]
[He swallows.]
What's all this now.
[if he sounds like a disapproving dad....well he sort of is. so]
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Zagreus is probably somewhere around here, but dog is bigger. ]
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GASPS. she has no self preservation she immediately comes up to the dog to pet. hello baby boy.]
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INBOUND COMMUNICATIONS
though these messages will play for specific recipients, they do play loudly in a public space, for all of the world to hear and react to. ]
Hunter
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If you approach anyway, you might spot a couple of familiar faces! Or, you can try, anyway. One looks a little different, wielding a purple spear that he breaks into two daggers, then seamlessly reforms to block a strike. He's fast, too. Like. Obnoxiously fast. Teleportation fast. Terrible.
He doesn't seem to notice the new company just yet, too focused on his opponent, who he lunges toward with a laugh.]
Come on, you're going easy on me!
[The lil blur that stands opposite this weirdo is more familiar, at least! Outwardly. And once he stops, like, fuckin zipping around or being surrounded by the brightass light of plasma. He's also SCOWLING.]
Choke on garbage. I'm not dealing with the property damage tax because of you!
[AGAIN!!!! But he's still meeting the return blow head-on with a zappy of electricity. Yeowch! Hopefully no one else gets splash damaged.]
[Childe, meanwhile, seems like he's about to respond--but then he catches sight of YOU (somehow, through the mask)--]
What the--
[Hopefully Scaramouche kills him]
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TOWN HALL
@ gloommistress Gather in the lodge sitting room.
[here, basking in all the portraits of feet, we can be assured no one will happen to come by who isn't wanted, right? besides, there are skeletons at the entrance, letting you step through the door if you were invited, but blocking the way if anyone else tries to step through.
harrow is here, inside, sitting on a chair made of bones. there's other chairs here but she just has to have a special bone chair.]
It seemed time to have this discussion with everyone at once.
[hunter is also here! i'm sure he's doing something very cool too but i'm typing this fast]
We've only got until commercial break ends, so let's make every second count.
PROPOSALS
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