WEEK SIX: MINGLE

[saturations]

MINGLE

A bittersweet victory, isn't it? You solved everything this past weekend. No mysteries were left unsolved, and now things seem to have settled down. Of course, there's surely plenty on your mind by now. As always though, time marches on. You must keep moving ever onward.

At the far end of the park in the central node, you'll hear the faint sound of rumbling as something new appears. The Prism is opening itself to you all, showing you what it's capable of, and providing you with space to explore.

For those of you feeling particularly daring, you are free to explore a bit further on your own. But even before you leave the apartments, perhaps you'd like to pay a visit to the gumball machine in the lobby.

Strange. Some of you may have gained or lost a color since this time last week, but it's not like many of you will ever tell. In fact, many of you are very, very bad at sharing. Many of you continually suppress your own emotions whether for the sake of others, or in order to go unnoticed. It's hard to say what your motivations are sometimes. This week, however, the suppression... isn't exactly for the best. You may feel a strange twinge in your chest, a slightly uncomfortable tickle in your throat, and then before you can stop it, you find yourself coughing up a handful of flowers. All different shades, all representing your hidden feelings, this disease takes its hold and infects everyone in the Prism. Too bad the timing isn't always the most convenient either.

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 six mingle for chroma!

Things of note:
► This week's effect is hanahaki! Yup. For all suppressed emotions characters may be feeling, after some time they'll find themselves coughing up flowers in different colors representing those feelings.
► The flowers can be any type you want for the aesthetic. It can be one or two flowers, or it can be a lot of them. Whichever way you wish to play it is fine.
► Moida submissions continue to be open!
► More to come... keep your eyes and ears open.

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Comments

[theampirequeen]

What the heck dude!!

[ THEIR MUSIC!!!!!! ]

[fleshedout]

[what is the flower that symbolizes "EXQUISITE DISTASTE"]

Uh. Shale?

[nightchild]

Marci-chan won't be happy...

[JUST WATCHING THIS HAPPENING I GUESS??]

[aitou]

[I'm bouncing too soon to respond to this but elsewhere yams sneezes as the toumyu CDs break]

[vedrskogul]

[ I see Shale has entered the anti-music conservatism zone of his life. ]

[graverot]

Yeah? What can I do for you, Clarte?

[just going to casually slam the end of his staff into a row of fragile violins.]

not a real top level I hAVE A MEETING

[aitou]

[dead-eyed stare at the plastic knives

slowly turns around and gives the entire prism a stinkeye

even if you can't see it, feel the judgment]

[graverot]

Afternoon, Vax.

[just sort of vaguely necroticly draining some energy from the poster of a boy band.]

[georeject]

Um, hello. What has sparked this newfound grudge against music...?

[pura]

[



The fuck.]

... Have the instruments done something to earn your ire, Shale-san?

[graverot]

[what's kashuu's favorite instrument? shale is just cracking it over his knee.]

No more music.

[graverot]

Hey, Ruby.

[casting a shining bolt of holy light directly into a rack of metal albums. goodbye.]

[brotograph]

[ HOLDS UP HANDS it is not him. he didn't do it ]

[daggering]

You, uhhh... having a rough day?

[ watching this happen... wow ]

[graverot]

Oh, just destroying the music room for you guys. How're you doing?

[summoning a swarm of beetles to devour all of the country albums.]

[baalislife]

[ co-signed ]

[daggering]

[ damn who could've done this ]

[experimint]

I see.

So. Why are you destroying the music room.

[graverot]

Hey, Marcy. Sorry, but this place has to go. Don't like it.

[a fresh field of daisies bursts through every guitar.]

[petalbursts]

[ not a fan of metal, noted. ]

Are you feeling alright...?

[rindude]

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ah. what a terrible day to wake up.

opens mouth like he's going to object.

decides not to bother and turns around to leave. SHALE THE MUSIC??????]

[slashay]

[It's probably a guitar or something because he's a singer and not a musician, help. BUT HE YELLS.]

Eh—?! Eh?! Why!!

[vedrskogul]

Why take a picture when you could take something more tangible, such as scales?

[graverot]

[i don't know, but that exact flower is sprouting from the wreckage of your favorite music.]

Hello, Hot Pants. Nice day? To destroy things.

[graverot]

Aww. [he looks a little hurt by this and frowns.] I'm sure she'll come around. It's for all of your own good. There's too much music in this place and I'm sick of it.