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chroma2022-04-03 04:00 pm
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WEEK SEVEN: MINGLE
MINGLE

Another bittersweet weekend is behind you now. You were successfully in reversing an execution, and yet...well. This place truly does love violence against children, doesn't it? No time to stop and dwell though. As always, you must keep moving ever onward...
Everything in the Prism is quiet today. There's no new node opening itself to you. The archways you've encountered seem to be what's left. Even the central node is eerily silent, as though waiting for your next move.
You get the sense that explorations may be a bit more stifling now. Be careful where you stick your noses, just in case you don't like what you find. That's not meant to be discouraging, of course. Surely by now you've realized how far your free will can take you. But even before you leave the apartments, perhaps you'd like to pay a visit to the gumball machine in the lobby.
Your colors have changed several times upon entering this place. This past weekend is no exception. Some of you may have changed, and some of you may have stagnated. Worry not. It isn't as though it matters...does it? Your color isn't the only thing that makes you who you are, after all. There's...people, places, things, ideas. Memories that you've coveted throughout the years, things you've held near and dear, things that have guided you on this journey especially lately.
But now it seems that you're having a bit of trouble holding onto these things. Every now and then, you'll find that as you try to recall pieces of yourselves, those memories have simply faded away. What does your best friend look like? What's your favorite song? Better question...what's your name? You may find it easier to recall facts about other people, strangely enough. But as the week progresses your own memories tumble right between your fingertips, lost into the ether.
Hold on while you can.
As always, you may contact the residents at any time. They may even have a message for you.

Welcome to your week seven mingle for
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Things of note:
► This week's effect is memloss. You knew this was coming. You've put so much of yourself and your feelings into the Prism...surely it makes sense to lose what you've given.
► The severity of memloss can be up to you. You can gradually start to lose your memories, or you can forget large parts of yourself as you see fit. You can even lose your name and come up with a cool codename like...Bass, Riff, Shale or Steel. Wow.
► While you are losing your own memories, memories you have of others and information they've shared with you seem to be still available to you. You will be able to recall names, faces, and their memories they've shared with you, but your own memories are harder to tap into and you'll have trouble recalling events and experiences you've been involved in.
► Although exploring locations as you have in past weeks may not yield results, you still may try to change things about the prism.
► More to come... keep your eyes and ears open.
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Why is he screaming? Because he managed to get one of these up to a pretty high speed and he doesn't know what he's doing.]
I don't know how to driiiiiiiive!
[Is he about to crash into his house? Nah. But he does pitch the handlebars to the side suddenly in an attempt to stop the 4-wheeler, not unlike how someone might try to stop a motorcycle. But this isn't a motorcycle so while the 4-wheeler does stop eventually Atsushi is also thrown off of it and crashes into a strategically-placed bush or something to cushion his fall.]
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Atsushi—?!
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H-hey Vin...That was supposed to be cooler than it actually was, I promise.
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[she holds out a hand to help him up!]
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Atsushi?!!
[ she's going to help him get out of the bush a;ldkfj ]
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Look, we made it back.
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[ picks leaves our of his hair, smiling. ]
Welcome back.
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That was a better landing than it could have been, TBH.
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Welcome back to us.
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It's good to be back.
[Even like this.]
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It's good to see you too, Damien.
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[Help! He's running over like there's literally anything he can do.]
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I-it's okay, I'm fine. See? No broken bones!
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[coming over after he's helped just to say]
You really need to be careful.
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[He smiles. And then he's going to try pulling her into a hug.]
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[HELLO??? the others have it but. she's looking concerned, anyway.]
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I'm fine! Go say hi to Chang Geng, we can talk later.
[Don't think he didn't notice how Chang Geng started calling her Jiuqing.]
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—Are you okay?
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Welcome back, Ser Atsushi.
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Thank you. And thanks for all the letters and the cake too.