WEEK ONE: MINGLE 2

[saturations]

MINGLE

Wow... well then. Things certainly happened, didn't they? It seems as though things have calmed down once again in the Prism after the events of this weekend. You have lodging and food now, and while the area is still cold and monochrome in some places you've restored and gained access to four colorful spaces.

In the morning, everyone receives a text on their phones. Or, a picture with a text, actually.

BEHOLD

At the far end of the park in the central node, you'll hear the faint sound of rumbling as something new appears. Perhaps you wish to take a look?

For those of you feeling particularly daring, you are free to explore a bit further on your own.

Before you venture too far, though, make sure you take a moment to check out the booth in the lobby of the apartments. Seems like it's not broken anymore!

So much excitement for one day. Maybe take a moment to evaluate how you're feeling. Some of you might have gained or lost a color as time moved on. Not just that, though. Throughout the course of this week you will find yourself coming into the possession of a new talent that belongs to someone else. Other times, you'll find that you've lost your own talents and are unable to perform as expected. That's cumbersome, isn't it? Look on the bright side! Maybe you'll discover a new hobby this way.

Finally, as always, you may contact the residents at any time. They may even have something new for you to do.

Welcome to your week one mingle for chroma!

Things of note:
► This week's effect is talent loss/talent gain! You'll randomly over the week lose something you're very good at, and gain something you've never been able to do before. Go wild with this as long as you're not breaking things.
► Player location submissions are now open!
► moida submissions are also now open!
► More to come... keep your eyes and ears open.

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Comments

[highrisk]

[ hrmrmmmm ]

Do you ever worry you come across as super insincere when you treat everyone in the same over the top way?

closes eyes

[nightchild]

Not really?

[taps chin]

Is it really insincere if I'm sincere with everyone? I mean, I guess I use it as a way to push people away from me, because I don't think it's possible for anyone to actually like someone like me, but that's mostly it. If someone likes it when I'm nice to them, then that's fine. I like making them happy. If someone hates it and they don't want to be around me, then that's fine too. They're just saving themselves a headache.

I just want to treat people I think they want to be treated, and I can be whatever they want me to be. It doesn't matter what I want, because that's my job. A dream's better than the real thing any day.

[nightchild]

-- What the fuck?

[WHAT WAS THAT??????? HELLO???????????????]

[highrisk]

[ damien just looks? alarmed at all of that??? like, increasingly alarmed the longer itsuki talks ]

... I see.

[nightchild]

[hilariously itsuki looks



so pissed, maybe for the first time in public, then]

Carry me.

[hello?????]

[highrisk]

What? No. My shoulder fucking hurts so I...

[ can't do that???

...

............. ]

Sorry.

1/2

[nightchild]

[oh right]

[nightchild]

[he'll lean in and kiss Damien on the cheek instead,]

Sorry about that.

[highrisk]

[ drunk damien doesn't flinch away quite so badly. or yell or anything! ]

I'd like you more if I knew what the fuck was real.

[nightchild]

[damn,

that's valid,]

...Sorry. Dunno if it means anything coming from me, but I do think you're fun to hang out with.

[highrisk]

Yeah, same to you.

No reason for you to have such a complex over it.

[nightchild]

Ouch. [but he's touched that damien thinks the same]

...Is it too much to ask for you to forget that entire speech?

[highrisk]

It is.

[nightchild]

Aww... But it's embarrassing...

[he puts his hands over his face.... hazukashii]

[highrisk]

I didn't...

[ hrrmrmgmg ]

I didn't want to make you tell me.

[nightchild]

[drunk damien is cute......]

I guess not... [...] Are you glad that I did?

[are u glad to know that itsuki is a fcking mess]

[highrisk]

I am, but... I think that I shouldn't be.

[ he sounds kind of? confused about that, like it's hard to wrap his mind around it. like, he knows, but maybe doesn't know why. ]

[nightchild]

[oh boy... He reaches up to brush the bangs from Damien's forehead, is his face flushed]

What was that, your third drink?

[highrisk]

[ he very naturally and calmly leans away from the touch. ]

'M not counting.

[nightchild]

[OH BOY....]

Alright. No more drinks. You'll thank me in the morning.

[when damien suffers a hangover anyway]

[highrisk]

[ yea....... ]

It's fine to drink sometimes. It can't fuck with me anymore, so it's - fine.

[nightchild]

Anymore? Did you train your alcohol tolerance or something?

[highrisk]

No, things were just - it would make it unstable. Couldn't control things as good.

People would get... Weird.

[nightchild]

[...hm]

And now none of that happens?

[highrisk]

Mm. Not anymore.