WEEKEND ZERO: MINGLE

[saturations]

GREETINGS

Unnerving. That may be the best word to describe how the vibes feel as your sight begins to clear and you find yourself on the ground. The air is chilly, and you don't see anything that may represent the sun or the moon for a sense of time. You look around expecting to find some sort of buildings, wildlife, or anything of use, but your immediate line of vision only shows a sprawling monochrome landscape.

Are you feeling adventurous? As you get to your feet, you have the opportunity to wander further and begin assessing the situation. You'll quickly find that the only thing on your person are the clothes on your back. Traveling will eventually lead you to a few areas, though none of them appear very promising either.

Don't stray too far, however. While there are few hints of plant life (nothing nourishing, nothing satisfying), you won't find much else. There's no food or running water; resources seem scarce. The further you go, the more you begin to feel colder and weaker. Your eyes begin to play tricks on you, and everything ahead of you looks unfocused and even more gray than before. An imminent sense of danger hangs above you...you can't quite pinpoint why, but your gut instinct says there's something else out there just lying beyond your reach.

Perhaps you'll have luck another day. For now, it seems as though your only option is to make use of the areas you do have access to and try to settle in. But don't worry, you aren't alone. There's 35 other people just waiting to see what you'll do next.

Welcome to your weekend zero intro to chroma! While characters have access to the locations available, they do not have access to anything else including their home items. Please note that characters do not know what their primary color or complementary colors are as of yet, and IC profiles are not in-play at this time.

Things of note!

► You can find food (cotton candy, stale hot dog buns with no hot dogs, etc) in the carnival, but none of it is filling. It's monochrome, and you're hungry again five minutes later.
► There's water in the mansion but it's kind of grey.
► Seriously, it's cold.
► You arrive in your canon outfit. It is also monochrome, like someone drained the dye out of your clothes.

Stay tuned for more updates throughout the weekend, and happy settling!

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[meteion]

• what are you feeling?

[ If anyone else does some wandering, they'll find a bewinged girl at the edge of the abandoned carnival with hands clasped tightly together and blue wings drooping at the sides of her head.

When she does speak it is soft, quiet, a stutter-like pause when she speaks that is always constant- as though finding some difficulty in talking. ] It is... cold. Lonely. Empty. I don't.. like it.

[ sad bird :( ]

I do not.. hear their voices.

• WILDCARD.

[ honestly, she'll be anywhere and everywhere-- 100% looking at your character curiously so, throw me anything! ]

[vedrskogul]

[ In his attempt at escape from pretty much everything and anyone around, he comes across this girl. And immediately -- ]

You!

[ The world is lucky he doesn't have his lance -- because gods know, he immediately reached for it to only find empty air, and he scowls instead. ]

What have you done?

[meteion]

[ i just wanted mcdonalds and i got this instead

There's alarm at the look, the frustration, the anger she can see, she's confused- she doesn't understand. She grips at her monochrome clothes, shaking her head with a step back. ]

M.. Me? I.. I haven't-- [ Oh, the voices before-- no, no one should know? ] I haven't done.. anything.. I just woke up. Here. Like this.

[hasteful]

[SAD BIRD???? not allowed

buzen will pause when she speaks, listening closely, before tilting his head and offering a smile. he'll lower himself a little so they're eye level]

Do you hear my voice? I hear yours.

We don't have to stay here if you don't like it.

[meteion]

[ There's a moment where she's taken aback, as though not expecting company, but she listens to his words and even closes her eyes as though to listen more.

After a moment, she nods. ] ...Mm! I hear you...

[ It is a good feeling. Calmer. Less scary. ] Is this... normal? [ the carnival, she looks back to. ] Where I'm from is so... colorful, bright. It is.. not here.

[daggering]

[ you ever just see a baby and your baby senses go off ]

... It is, isn't it?

[ cold, lonely. there's a rustle of fabric, and after a moment - a man hops gracefully down from the carousel and approaches, pulling his gray hood off of his head. his voice is low, but gentle. ]

... 's alright, though. Maybe a little less lonely than you thought. [ see you have company now ]

[meteion]

[ baby senses blaring!!! ]

..Yes. There are... people here. You're here... too! [ This does put her a little at ease. But the carnival still sounds so empty. So colorless. ] But... Hermes isn't.. He'll worry. What do.. I do?

[disestablishment]

The cold rivals Coerthas despite there being neither pall nor snow.

[ He's used to the cold, but now he's like 6u9. My anime old bones are getting chilled. ]

If aught were to warm you, it may be found in the manor past another archway. Would you like an escort? Or mayhap this place interests you?

[ He. Looks to the dark carnival. Uh. ]

[meteion]

I've seen... snow. This feels much different.

[ Some familiarity! But this is f*cked up cold. Much colder than that. The kind of cold that brings you Depression. ]

It isn't something... I've seen before. [ It's uh... something! but she's still curious? Could explore but she does like the sound of somewhere warm so she nods. ] Will you walk me back?

[impurities]

[ this might as well happen. a bird person? sure. this world is a colorless void that he found himself in when it should very much not be possible, so why not the most colorful thing to be seen in this place a bird person?

she also activates chang geng's baby senses, and she's half his size - so he does her the courtesy of taking a knee when he comes across her, so that they might speak eye to eye with one another. ]

What voices are those? It's not so lonely as it seems - perhaps you can find them again.

[meteion]

[ Most just note her existence with curiosity or acknowledge so she's a little taken aback when he crouches to her level. Her tail feathers quivering as she rubs at her hands in an anxious manner. ]

My.. sisters. They were trying to pass on their report but... I ran. Then I woke up. Here. Where is here? Do you know? [ Oh, but he's right about that at least, it's not so lonely. She is a little at ease at those words. ]

[slashay]

[Oh no... A SAD LASS. And one who's distinctly less human than some of the other people he's bumped into, which puts Kashuu a little more at ease almost right away.]

Yeah, it's a pretty gross place, huh? Dirty and ugly, too. [HUFFS. But he'll save his diva complaints for another day.]

Um - whose voices, though? Are you, like, missing someone that you should be with? I can help you look for 'em, if you want.

[meteion]

[ What with her wings, tail feathers, and talon-like feet... just a little less human! ]

Dirty.. and ugly? [ It's also raining in there. So it's kinda hard to tell if it's actually dirty. She tilts her head, as if not having considered that description of the abandoned carnival before. ]

I was... supposed to be with Hermes. [ Her wings do perk at that offer. ] Really? You would? Is that.. okay?

[ Oh-- ] what about.. you? Are you missing someone too?

[aitou]

[


Youkai????]

What voices?

[meteion]

[ in OUR murdergame? ]

My sisters. They were talking to me. Before. Not anymore, not since I woke up here.

[ Though, she looks a little curious at him. whomst? ]

Though... I did hear something. From this place. [ the distant... sound of children giggling... may or may not be heard here. ]

[classmate]

[ bird baby baby bird bird ]

It's a tad ominous, isn't it... ? [ She hates it here. Has she made it obvious enough that she hates it here? Too many jumpscares. ] Are you looking for someone? You mentioned their voices, so I'm just assuming.

[meteion]

[ she is but baby ]

Oh, I was listening to my sisters but... I won't be able to find them. Not on this star, I don't think. It's too quiet. [ She looks back at the carnival where spooky children giggling can be heard? ]

[theampirequeen]

Whose voices? The children? I don't think those are real, man.

[meteion]

They aren't? Then... how come we hear them?

[blamed]

[ oh... smol girl... vanille crouches down in front of meteion and grasps both of the other girl's hands, giving them a light, friendly squeeze while doing her best to ignore the cold. there are more important things at hand!! such as: ]

Well, you're right about the cold... but it isn't so lonely if we've got each other, right?

[meteion]

[ the nice thing about holding hands is it's warm! cozy. comforting. her wings perk at that, seeming to be put a bit at ease. ]

It is.. less lonely. [ a small smile, eyes curious as she looks back at her. ] Who are you?

[highrisk]

[ god it's impossible to not be sympathetic to sad tiny children. with wings i guess? okay. sure!! ]

The cold is a bitch, but it's not that... Lonely.

Kind of a ton of people around, really.

[meteion]

[ sad bird child. but, when he mentions people, well she seems to perk up a little. ]

...Mm. It's a bit hard to be lonely with so many. It's also nice having company, it makes it warm. [ Hmm, warm. She taps her chin. ] I think... I saw a home somewhere nearby. Maybe there are blankets?

[pura]

[Oh, no... A child.]

... It is, isn't it? It's too sad, too horrible.

[Gently. She offers her a little smile. Why do you have wings, child?]

Are you looking for someone, too?

[countermeasures]

Hear... whose voices?

[


winged girl? you okay?]