week five: mingle

[cyclists]

Week Five
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As the sun rises on Monday morning, all participants will find themselves awakening with a sense of purpose. Regardless of where they slept the night before, they’ll find themselves compelled to return to the main meeting hall first thing in the morning.

Approaching the hall, however, they will find a large, swirling mass grey in color looming near the sakura tree. This swirl cannot be approached just yet, but seems to be locked and waiting for something more.

As the last member of the village enters the hall, they will find Lune and Sol at the head of the room. Though they’re together, it’s Lune who speaks up first this time.

"Good morning, good morning. You've done well to purge the corruption in the previous gateway - allow us to assist with the finishing touches. For the time being, it would appear as though we've been able to locate another. I would not grow complacent, but I also wonder if you all might enjoy the surprise."

When Lune finishes, Sol chimes in from their place at Lune's side.

"Maybe we can have another week like the last. It'd be nice, wouldn't it? Good luck out there."

The moment participants leave the hall, they will find that the gateway has changed from grey to white, the opening widening enough for multiple people to step through. The Signs will soon take their leave, and all will remain peaceful once more.

In addition, as the week goes on, partners will begin to see odd mirages and hear voices calling for them. Even though they might not realize it, these phantoms that will be haunting them will be their partner's most important person, calling for them to come home. Partners will only be able to see each other's illusions if they make physical contact.



Welcome to your week five mingle! As a reminder, murder proposals are open. We will also be having another CYOA this week! Sign ups are here and will close on Tuesday at 8 AM PST.

In addition, ensure that all of your week four private conversations were reported on the page. If you'll be taking anything from locations, please report that as well.

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Comments

[forefall]

... Swift Wind and Kazuaki seem like exceptions to me, not the rule. You must be from quite... the lively place.

[whitewalls]

Hm... it could be, yes.

Although that might because it's not just one world.

[forefall]

Not just one world?

[ She tilts her head, thinking. ]

So being here... isn't so strange to you? And neither is Sol and Lune opening a gateway to a different world each week?

[whitewalls]

It's not. There's actually a lot of similarities of this situation from where I come from.

... but also enough differences that it's annoying.

[forefall]

... I would hope there is a little less death for you than what we have here.

[whitewalls]

Well... nothing like this...

[forefall]

[ Oh... Oh, no. Four looks more concerned. ]

But... there has been death. I'm sorry.

[whitewalls]

It's okay.

... well, it's not okay, but you just have to keep trying to make things better.

[forefall]

How do you do that?

[ She means both generally and what Naminé does. ]

[whitewalls]

A lot of the time I just think about what would Sora do in a situation.

[ ... ]

He's someone who usually fixes things, back home.

[forefall]

What is he like? What would he do here?

[whitewalls]

He's the kind of person who always knows what's the right thing to say is, so even when you're feeling completely hopeless... it'll feel like it's better, thanks to him.

[forefall]

He sounds like someone who could help here. It sounds like he could've lifted the mood like Swift Wind did.

[ Miss that horse. ): ]

[whitewalls]

Yeah...

I hope he's okay.

[forefall]

[ Her brows furrow. ]

You don't know if he is?

[whitewalls]

Mm. I'm not sure. There's a lot I don't know anymore about what's been going on there.

[forefall]

... That must be very difficult, to be so uncertain. I hope you can find out eventually.

[whitewalls]

Thank you.

... I'm sure it'll be fine.

[forefall]

For your sake, I want it to be.