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MINGLE LOG | WEEK SEVEN
THE FINAL STRETCH
When everyone wakes up on Monday morning, perhaps with heavy or anxious hearts, they'll all feel compelled to gather once more in the courtyard. After a long day of praying, it's time to see the results of Saturday's verdict. Beauty and Sincerity are waiting for them, as all the gods have, on the steps at the entrance to the altar room; they wait for the participants to gather before Beauty speaks.
"Above Suspicion. A power that allows the holder to charm the deities into forgiving a transgression of any magnitude. But this power is a bit unusual..." He pauses for dramatic effect. "Should the power not be used at all to charm one of us, an individual may use it to earn a single pardon from an execution for anyone they so wish." There's another beat as he turns, picking out Sasuke in the crowd.
"Uchiha Sasuke. You have been voted guilty for the crime of murdering Catra-san. However, you have been selected to be pardoned of this crime. Congratulations on another week." With that, Beauty gives a short bow before stepping back to Sincerity's side.
"...and it seems Sasuke-kun isn't the only one who's been given a second chance."
Sincerity glances upwards at the sky, as if waiting for something. A moment later, it happens - a bolt of lightning strikes an empty space in between the gods and the participants, and when the smoke clears, Catra stands there, alive and mostly well.
"I have to admit, I wasn't sure if that timing was going to work, but... here we are. I'm sure there are some mixed feelings about all this, but seriously, guys, I've gotta say - I'm impressed. In the end, you managed to have a week where no one was removed from the contest after all. I just hope this isn't the only time it happens." This is said with a tone of voice that makes it pretty clear he's expecting some amount of discontent, but... hope springs eternal. "Anyway... our time here is just about up. Play nice, now."
With that, Beauty and Sincerity depart.
Still, even in their absence not a soul feels as if they should leave. They all get the sense that the last week has now drawn to its close, and the seventh week has, at once, begun. Two figures emerge from the altar room, and who they are should be easy enough to figure out by process of elimination - Piety and Ambition.
Piety, carrying a scroll in his arms, addresses the group first as he starts to unfurl it with careful, measured movements.
"Good morning, everyone. It's so good to finally have a chance to be here with you all--but before all of that, allow me to present you with the week's opening tally."
When the scroll is completely unfurled, he begins to read the follower counts aloud. As the words are read, the text etched into the polished white stone columns that line the courtyard rewrites itself to accurately display the following:
He rolls the scroll back up once he's finished, and then with a polite bow to the crowd, nods to Ambition, who starts talking immediately. She seems like she's in better spirits than she was last week, which, all things considered... isn't that surprising.
"Okay, everyone, listen up! Just like every week, there are new locations and new rules. About the rules - look them over and follow them. They're pretty simple, so it would be utterly ridiculous if you went and broke them, you know? So don't, like, do that."
She waves a hand a little bit dismissively, as if it should be as simple as that.
"As for your new locations, we worked hard on them. So actually use them, but ugh, don't go and kill anyone there, okay? I really don't want to have to hold a trial this week and Piety probably doesn't want to either. Aren't you guys sick of them by now?"
...and she just keeps going. Piety doesn't seem all that inclined to interrupt her.
"I know I am. They're such a headache, we should have made a rule against having a trial. Ugh, why didn't we think of that sooner? We should have..."
And then, like a bubble bursting, the hold keeping them there vanishes even before Ambition finishes talking (someone has taken pity on the group), and everyone is free to explore as they please. For the first time, none of the statues vanish from the courtyard.
"Above Suspicion. A power that allows the holder to charm the deities into forgiving a transgression of any magnitude. But this power is a bit unusual..." He pauses for dramatic effect. "Should the power not be used at all to charm one of us, an individual may use it to earn a single pardon from an execution for anyone they so wish." There's another beat as he turns, picking out Sasuke in the crowd.
"Uchiha Sasuke. You have been voted guilty for the crime of murdering Catra-san. However, you have been selected to be pardoned of this crime. Congratulations on another week." With that, Beauty gives a short bow before stepping back to Sincerity's side.
"...and it seems Sasuke-kun isn't the only one who's been given a second chance."
Sincerity glances upwards at the sky, as if waiting for something. A moment later, it happens - a bolt of lightning strikes an empty space in between the gods and the participants, and when the smoke clears, Catra stands there, alive and mostly well.
"I have to admit, I wasn't sure if that timing was going to work, but... here we are. I'm sure there are some mixed feelings about all this, but seriously, guys, I've gotta say - I'm impressed. In the end, you managed to have a week where no one was removed from the contest after all. I just hope this isn't the only time it happens." This is said with a tone of voice that makes it pretty clear he's expecting some amount of discontent, but... hope springs eternal. "Anyway... our time here is just about up. Play nice, now."
With that, Beauty and Sincerity depart.
Still, even in their absence not a soul feels as if they should leave. They all get the sense that the last week has now drawn to its close, and the seventh week has, at once, begun. Two figures emerge from the altar room, and who they are should be easy enough to figure out by process of elimination - Piety and Ambition.
Piety, carrying a scroll in his arms, addresses the group first as he starts to unfurl it with careful, measured movements.
"Good morning, everyone. It's so good to finally have a chance to be here with you all--but before all of that, allow me to present you with the week's opening tally."
When the scroll is completely unfurled, he begins to read the follower counts aloud. As the words are read, the text etched into the polished white stone columns that line the courtyard rewrites itself to accurately display the following:
AMBITION: 6 FOLLOWERS
JUSTICE: 3 FOLLOWERS
BEAUTY: 2 FOLLOWERS
INDULGENCE: 2 FOLLOWERS
LOVE: 2 FOLLOWERS
MERRIMENT: 2 FOLLOWERS
PIETY: 2 FOLLOWERS
CUNNING: 1 FOLLOWER
DISORDER: 1 FOLLOWER
SINCERITY: 1 FOLLOWER
He rolls the scroll back up once he's finished, and then with a polite bow to the crowd, nods to Ambition, who starts talking immediately. She seems like she's in better spirits than she was last week, which, all things considered... isn't that surprising.
"Okay, everyone, listen up! Just like every week, there are new locations and new rules. About the rules - look them over and follow them. They're pretty simple, so it would be utterly ridiculous if you went and broke them, you know? So don't, like, do that."
She waves a hand a little bit dismissively, as if it should be as simple as that.
"As for your new locations, we worked hard on them. So actually use them, but ugh, don't go and kill anyone there, okay? I really don't want to have to hold a trial this week and Piety probably doesn't want to either. Aren't you guys sick of them by now?"
...and she just keeps going. Piety doesn't seem all that inclined to interrupt her.
"I know I am. They're such a headache, we should have made a rule against having a trial. Ugh, why didn't we think of that sooner? We should have..."
And then, like a bubble bursting, the hold keeping them there vanishes even before Ambition finishes talking (someone has taken pity on the group), and everyone is free to explore as they please. For the first time, none of the statues vanish from the courtyard.
OOC NOTES
Just like last week, make sure you watch for any announcements concerning updates to existing mechanics that may appear throughout the course of the week! If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to contact us through plurk or discord, and we'll do our best to clear everything up for you as quickly as possible. If you've elected to change factions, please make sure you select an updated power and report it under the reporting toplevel!
Have fun, everyone!
Have fun, everyone!
TALK TO AMBITION
Throughout the week, she can be found in her wing.]
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[ POINTS TO CATRA ]
What the fuck?
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How long will it take until she stops?]
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[Finding her while she's still rambling away, lord.]
I like your rule for this week.
[Looking at u, Sasuke "Revenge Quest" Uchiha.]
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but whenever there's a pause]
Baaaaambi! ♥ You did it!
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Hi, Ambition. Ready for the final week?
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...Hey.
People are just leaving.
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why is this wing so big
eventually, he'll make his way onto the second floor, waving off a menu of a bunch of dishes he can't even pronounce to, instead, cross over to her.
He won't say anything at first, just offering a smile that's a little complicated to read.]
There you are. You finally got your shot, huh?
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TALK TO PIETY
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it sure has been a Weekend, but ishikirimaru brightens immediately as he approaches piety, and he doesn't even ask permission before he just
picks him right up, giving him a little spin and not putting him down after. time to be tall, small god.]
You've finally gotten your turn, hm?
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Catra gets a glance, but his expression doesn't change into anything specific.
If no one catches him while he's standing around during the announcement, he'll just simply leave.]
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Take care of yourself, Uchiha-kun.
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But there she is. Certainly looking disoriented, but
alive.
anyway he's basically going to immediately apparate Catra out of the courtyard and into PC land, bye. ]
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[ catra's face has a lovely burn scar on it that makes her look like the love child of zuko and a furry. or two-face and a furry. whatever, it's only on half of her face and got her yellow eye because I'm an asshole. the point is, sometimes, it's Thursday night and then you wake up on Monday with your face hurting like a motherfucker so you just. ]
What the hell?
[ CATRA NO YOU'RE NOT PG-13
Also that's, like, everyone else's line. ]
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[for... reasons...
ishi just takes a moment to look her over, frowning at the burn scar.]
After that, we may need to speak, if you're willing. Just... bear in mind that this is not a chance to be wasted.
[that's all he's got to say though, he's not here to be rude to her face when she doesn't look like she knows what's happening.]
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Oh. [Glancing over, even as he proceeds to press the button.] Good afternoon—
[... Good afternoon, you. Except he never gets to finish this sentence, because music starts to blare through the speakers, drowning out all other sound in the room.
Hm.]
monday evening, west wing:
wildcard:
monday afternoon
Immediately he presses his hands over his ears.]
CAN YOU TURN IT OFF?
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Monday Afternoon
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WEST WING; IN
WWWILD
Out
A... pilgrimage guide? Did people come here for that?
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West Wing - In
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Out West Wing
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in!!!
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WEST WING
[Despite himself, Guy can't stay away. There's a nostalgia to every step, a slight turning back of time, a place that was and yet wasn't. Though he keeps his conversations with Piety at the fountain discreet, the blond doesn't attempt to hide his reactions, his body language relaxed and his voice calmly familiar whether or not people can hear the words.
He can be found throughout the week wandering the streets of the marketplace, completely at ease with the environment, watching the ghosting of people that walk by, listening to the indistinct chatter, and giving a careful wave if he sees a combatant in the misty crowds. He doesn't browse the shops so much as mentally keeping tabs, laughing a little at more than one of them. If you're close by, he'll gesture over with a nod, slowly picking out some medicinal gels that look... oddly familiar to a different week's wing? Huh.]
Not a bad opportunity for your first time in Daath, right?
We're lucky he's so generous with all this, you know. I can't imagine how much gald this entire stock would normally cost.
[More than once, he'll be rooted at a particular spot in the front of the marketplace, or an open patch in the front of the cathedral, lingering. It's all empty walkway, and yet Guy can't help but move past the space in an odd way, eyes travelling up as though something SHOULD be there.
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Inside the cathedral, he can be found taking a more somber moment to himself in one of the pews furthest from the pulpit, or quickly ducking into the library to pluck up a book scrawled out in a looping, musical foreign tongue. He never lingers too long in the study, however, nor does he seem at all interested in the bookshelf that's so obviously out of place. Really, it looks like it's all he can do to ignore it.]
WILD CARD
[Guy will be spending most of his time in the West Wing, but if you would like to catch him somewhere else in his spare moments, just let me know and I'll work around it!]
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Guy hasn't killed anybody since Zoe and Jude. Sieg knows they'll come back. A kindness that a lot of people and spirits don't have. Part of him wants to keep his distance, but... It's not like he's armed. It's Monday, it's too early for that.
Sieg approaches when he's gestured over.]
Daath? That's where this is?
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A THING, WEDNESDAY EVENING: 1/2
What might start to get strange is that: 1) he has been missing all day, and this is the first time he's turned up; 2) he is holding a bamboo sword in one hand; and 3) he's got this look on his face. The distant, vaguely traumatized look of someone who has gazed into the abyss and had the abyss gaze back into him. Then again you might expect that from him by now!
What's actually strange is the person with him: ]
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Or, at least, someone Connor shaped. He's standing next to Yu, a look of mild fascination on his face as he stares down at his hands. He is also decidedly not wearing his customary suit and tie combo. Instead, he's clad in black and vibrant yellows from head to toe. His outfit has been replaced by what appears to be a trench-coat and bodysuit, accompanied by a domino mask that's trying its best to obscure his identity. He would 100% not look out of place in someone's Saturday morning superhero cartoon.
... There is a very prominent bee-looking pin visible on his lapel.
Weird.
Breaking out of his trance once the elevator doors fully open, though, Connor looks up. Stares at the lobby. Makes full-on, unyielding eye contact with whoever is unfortunate enough to witness this. And then
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reaches for the panel on the side of the elevator
and closes the door.
The ▲ above the elevator doors cheerfully lights up, indicating they're heading to one of the upper floors.
Goodbye, everyone. ]
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gotta fight the tales
Bubble bubble. It starts bubbling up like crazy.
If anyone comes closer they will see containers of bubble bath in her hands.
Later, she's exploring the East Wing wearing a new outfit. She'll wave anyone who catches her attention to come over. ]
Hey, what do you think of this?
[ Just pointing at a display.
Or be dragged to a meal with her at the hotel. ]
DEATH ANNOUNCEMENT
The temple is in shadows. There are no footsteps, but if one listens very carefully, they might hear the faint flapping of wings in the distance.
Silence. A flutter of wings. More silence.
A small purple butterfly wings its way across the courtyard, disappearing into the altar room.
Abruptly, everyone wakes, and they are all acutely aware of the same thing: Nobody is dead.
Welcome to your final death announcement! ...or rather, lack thereof. It seems nobody has chosen to kill this week, which begs the question - what will Saturday hold...?
That, it seems, is something you will all have to wait for tomorrow to find out.
TALK TO AMBITION
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TALK TO PIETY
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SUNDAY AFTERNOON - IT'S TIME TO D-D-D-DISCUSS
After mortals and gods alike have gotten a decent amount of rest, Connor will take it upon himself to flag down every single survivor he can find in order to invite them to a meeting in the Courtyard. Notable is the fact that he, once again, has two whole ass arms now — though one is lacking the synthetic skin, instead displaying the shiny white plastic that makes up the entirety of his body. Regardless of who decides to accept his invitation, though, Connor will address the group gathered in the Courtyard once the agreed upon time comes.]
Good afternoon, everyone. Thank you for taking the time to be here.
[Polite as always, almost like nothing happened in the last seven weeks... Phew.]
As we all know, today is the last day of this competition. We have less than twenty-four hours to decide which god we will align ourselves with for the very last time, and an abundance of information to discuss before we're able to make an informed choice. [Stressing those two words, y'all.] Last week, Senri was kind enough to summarize the vision each god has for their world, as well as several details of the inner-workings of this competition. And yesterday, we all had the opportunity to speak to each of the twelve gods to clear up any questions or doubts we may have had. It's also come to the light that many of the gods have formed collaborative agreements with one another. There are several of these in place, some more recent than others. If someone has a full list of which alliances have cropped up since the beginning of this competition until now, this would be the time to share it.
[Hm...]
Cunning suggested that we consider what the deceased have to say about this competition. I've brought along the letters I've received from the dead, and I am open to sharing them. I encourage everyone else to do the same, so we may piece together any information that may have been omitted or obscured in the process. [Because he sure as heck doesn't trust those blurred out bits.] ... We should keep in mind that not all of our departed friends are in the same location. Fortune and Ruin, for example, have been kept in the bar Patience created for us in the first week. Fortune wasn't certain as to why this happened, but... It's a subject that may be worthy of further scrutiny.
[Patience! Is! Shady! As! Fuck!]
I would hope I don't have to remind you all of this... But just in case, I'll make myself clear. The time for keeping secrets is over. If there is any information you possess that you have been keeping to yourself for the past weeks, now is the time share it. Not only for the benefit of the group, but for your own benefit. I will be doing the same. [So, you know. Don't think he's holding out on y'all.] We can only align ourselves with a god whose vision we agree with. But even if that god doesn't win, there's a possibility they have an agreement with the god who does. Let's take this time to discuss what we know. This is, after all, the last opportunity we'll get.
[And with that, he'll let everyone share their piece.]
( OOC NOTE: Feel free to think of this as an informal "trial"! Characters are free to post sub-top levels under this one to share any information they have, or to raise up questions they think are worthy of further discussion. I, too, will yeet some shit under this comment once I'm done dying. There's no time limit for this, so feel free to jump in now or later in the day when you're free. )
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[ not that they've been trying to hide that very hard this past week. ]
With that in mind... I suggested an alliance with Indulgence-san to him, and as far as I know, that's in effect. Piety-kun and Sincerity-kun also agreed to this. Even if a god doesn't win, it's my understanding that forming an alliance will allow multiple to accept a victory together, although it will divide their power up according to the number of followers they have... If Ambition-kun or Piety-kun want to correct me, I invite them to do so.
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L.... LOOPHOLE? & WISH SCIENCE?
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ALLIANCE TALK
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PATIENCE SUCKS SEND TWEET
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SUPPORT ETC
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OTHER THAN YOURSELF
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SOME UPDATES
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hey guys here's another god
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APOLOGY BUNNY
Senri will suddenly sit up straight and approach Ludger - this time without Sasuke around.]
I haven't been a fan of yours ever since I found out that you used Advancement Opportunity on Ray-kun to switch to see if he was the Ruin follower, and I haven't agreed with what I think are hypocrisy and bad calls at reading people. You've gotten in my way a few times since then, and I figured that we're probably just not meant to get along.
[he shrinks a little, and frowns]
But... I think that you're doing your best to help people in the way you know how, and I am too, but our ways just don't align. I'm sorry for the rudeness. I'll... try to back off.
[WANDERS OFF TO CATRA - ]
You killed Ray-kun and I don't forgive you. [THAT'S HIS WHY] I avoided you because I didn't care to repair our relationship.
[ . . . hrrrrmph. it's so hard to get the words out but - ]
.... you do mean a lot to people, and if you want Luke-kun's wish to be granted... we can agree on something. I'm sorry for not trying harder to get to know you. You're still scary.
[AND THEN TO ENTRAPTA - ]
... you helped hurt Ray-kun. I avoided you because I didn't care enough to try to be your friend while I was still angry. ... but you do a lot for Seanbon... and he likes you a lot. So as long as that's true... I can't hate you. I'm sorry - for being too mad to use the time we had to get to know you better, or work past it.
[ . . . he's going to try to walk away now
hggghhhhh he hated that]
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Thank you for apologizing to Ludger.
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TAMAKI'S BIRTHDAY?? IS TOMORROW???
Ishirin-san, a boost please! [AND THEN ASSUMING ONCE ISHIKIRIMARU ALSO PICKS UP THE BUNNY] I would like to share that Tama-chin's birthday is coming up! I think we should make him a ridiculous cake - or a lot of goodies that he'd like! Could someone help me make decorations? Oh, we can get him a banner!!
Did we miss any other birthdays - I mean, there's technically no calendar, but maybe it's your birthday in your heart.
Anyway - party in the kitchen, and maybe the costume hall, and maybe somewhere we can get art supplies?! You know what we need during a time like this? Stress baking and last minute present shopping!
Go go go!!
[AND TRUE TO HIS WORD - this is a top-level strictly for cake baking and dumb shit to decompress after a stressful non-trial day. Senri will be running around the kitchen, handing out art supplies he scrounged up from somewhere, and other nonsense. Please join in the festivities, and he'll actually pull you in himself.
though toward the end of the night he might be in the middle of waxing poetic about how wonderful tamaki is before yawning and nearly nodding off on the spot so]
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Should we do chocolate or vanilla? He seems like more of a vanilla type to me, but I'm not sure...
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Sunday Funday
PERSON | FOOD WANTED
[ look elympian is different from japanese, fight me, he tried hard to make it accessible.
... there's also a separate table set out with a bunch of oddly shaped dumplings. they look... strangely like all the gods. or, their masks at least - it's not like he knew what their actual faces looked like until this week. ]
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Hey hey!
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