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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[decisions]

[ he always wanted to be edward cullen (no) ]

Something.

[ slap slap slap wet paper. this is where his aggression is going. into mixing more glue and water together and continuing to create a shape (gradually) over a frame of crushed up paper.

it looks like... a very big tree. with a thick trunk and old, gnarled roots. as much as it can look like that in the beginning. ]

[daggering]

[ percy your brain

vax scoots over to watch ]

...'s is more involved than the dragon fort. [ nosy... ] Never do anything half assed, do you, Percival?

[decisions]

[ he shakes his head and pushes a stack of paper to him. ]

Tear that into strips, please.

[ he pointedly is starting to shape out a large hole in the center of the tree... like a doorway. a portal. u know the one, buddy. this is our friend, our dude, our compadre........ the sun tree. ]

[daggering]

[ ........





he starts tearing the paper into the strips. for the Tree. also it's cathartic. ]

Keyleth told me it sounds like it's high on suud every time she talks to it.

[decisions]

Too much sun, surely, it's gone to its head... branches... whatever trees have that give them thought.

[ yeah tearing paper is mad cathartic. while vax is doing that, he's going to let some of it dry and will begin to twist the paper into vauge people skeleton shapes. they aren't perfect, but they don't have to be. ]

[daggering]

[ oh ]

.... fraid to ask what you're about to do with that.

[decisions]

[ he looks at vax with a raised brow and just. bends the legs of his little paper person and puts them on a tree branch.

the fuck you take him for, the briarwoods? that's tasteless. this is a. happy. little. tree. /bob ross ]

[daggering]

[ LISTEN


IT'S NOT AN IMPOSSIBILITY ]

Huh.

[ ...ok he goes back to tearing paper for your paper maiche. carry on ]

[decisions]

[ he will make one very tall person and sit them on the biggest branch, and two smaller people to sit on lower branches (papier-maché don't dry that quick well fuck u this is fantasy land and i can bend time and space if i want to so say he's working at this carefully since this mini-event is extra long).

eventually he will bring over some paint pots and set them down with some brushes.

he puts the two little ones in front of vax. ]

Blue and yellow, please. Paint them. [ a beat ] Thank you.

[daggering]

[ ... aw. cute....

he picks up what's being put down here. ]

... Sure. [ and will actually get to it without much complaining or chaos, just gets to painting. he does actually have a pretty good hand for this - all those years with the disguise kit come in handy, somehow... ]