Who: Anyone.
Where: Anywhere.
When: Day 14 or day 15 any time you want.
What: Just some bored and annoyed Cancer girl. Also, mingle if you want.


[So, if you don't look busy, and even if you do, some girl comes up to you] So, when is the next game? I still haven't seen any, and I've heard we're supposed to play in them!

Not only do some freaks kidnap me, but now they expect me to sit around doing nothing allday? I want to go and win something!

Who: Anyone
Where: Oh, most any public place, eventually
When: Day 14, until his sugar rush crashes
What: Somebody had as much cake as he could fit into his body for breakfast

*RUNNING RUNNING RUNNING SUDDENLY SPINNING BOUNCING ON THE WALLS AND THEN POSSIBLY OFF OF PEOPLE OMG SO MUCH ENERGY!!!!!!*

Who: Anyone.
Where: Anywhere.
When: Day 13 late night or 14 any time.
What: So I heard you like murder.

:)

Who: Assassins to be.
Where: Anywhere.
When: Day 13, late night.
What: When is a game not a game?

[There is no call; merely a compulsion. Those with the will to go that extra mile to get what they want, what they need—come outside, come outside . . .

For once, your feet do not carry you towards the dome. You find yourselves in a secluded area, with Nameless, surrounded as always with a shimmering, flickering haze, standing before you.]

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Who: Everyone
Where: At the dome
When: Day 13, evening
What: TEAM SORTING

[ By now some of you are familiar with the usual call, and for those who aren't-- well, there's a first time for everything. It's almost instant and when you reach the dome you find yourself in an enclosed space. Everything is dark, and the only source of light is coming from lots and lots of fluorescent stars hanging from the ceiling. ]

I think we got a few spares left... they're all new.

Probably.

[ and as soon as she says that, a set of stage lights finally point ... somewhere that looks remarkably like a stage. There are twelve cakes on it, each in your team's color. But you have no idea what you're supposed to do. ]

(( ooc: NEW PEOPLE! You are inside your team cake. You are free to either come out of it party stripper style or you can wait for your teammates to help you. WHICHEVER YOU PREFER. Teams that get no new people have... no one inside of it. THE CAKES ARE EDIBLE THOUGH, because Rose is feeling kind. ))

Who: ANYONE
Where: In front of the Dome
When: Day 13, right before the crack of dawn
What:

[That obnoxious, nagging voice is calling you once more. Were you trying to sleep? Oops, too bad, it's too noisy to sleep through. By the time you arrive at the dome, you'll find Clover blocking the entrance, and holding a finger up to her lips. If you're good at noticing details, you can see her holding a pair of eyeballs in that hand as well.

Her own eyes are closed.]

We're going to play a much bigger trick this time. You might want to play as well because if you do, you will get back the things that you've lost . . . and perhaps you'll see something a little unexpected.

(ooc: Play as many as you want, I will also run this until tomorrow evening. You can play even if you lost nothing!

Please note, there is potential for injury and GROSS STUFF but there is no death ok ok)

Who: Anyone!
Where: The fields
When: Day 12, afternoon
What:

*there's some short kid with a metal arm poking slowly through the fields, carefully studying a funky-looking potato. he's got a few other plants collected nearby, as well.*

Wonder what the easiest way to figure out which ones are safe is...

Who: Everybody who wants to mingle
Where: Wherever
When: Day ... I don't know but it's after the latest game. And before getting things back. 11? 12?
What:

[Mingle if you want.

Also, one angel that looks slightly less upset than before, is going around and stopping to talk to people. From whichever team.]

Excuse me, I have a few questions. If you don't mind.

Who: EVERYONE
Where: The dome
When: Day 11, noon
What: Game call

[At first, the call seemed quiet. There was just a teeny tiny tug as if it was politely asking you to come over. But just when you think it's done, the call decided that it wanted to be obnoxiously loud instead. It was like a nagging voice that just wouldn't shut up until you did what you were told.

Whenever you manage to arrive, you'll find separate buildings with team-colored flowers decorating the doors, carved with the appropriate team symbol. Right in the center of it all was a golden throne, covered in four leaf clovers of all sorts of shapes and colors. Sitting at the very top is a young lady who might be familiar to a few faces.

I do think it's my turn to play. Do your best, and make sure to use all of your cards wisely. I'm expecting something interesting, okay? ♥

Sign-in|Mingle|Rooms|Intermission

(ooc: You can play up to two (or three if one of your team has no reps). )

Who: Sapphonis / Taurus and any guests I guess. also mingle, if anybody wants one.
Where: Taurus dorm / wherever you want
When: Day 12 I guess, morning
What:

[One slightly depressed angel is sleeping in his bed, even though it's already late morning. And not having nice dreams. Or maybe he's just pretending to be asleep.]

Who: Wolf, whoever
Where: out farther in the caves
When: Day 11, after the THING
What: punching walls

*Wolf is apparently determined to make a new tunnel in this wall with his fists*

Who: Anybody
Where: Directly south of Aries
When: Day 11
What: A THING IS HAPPENING!1

[Nobody knows who made it.

Nobody knows when.

It just. . . was.

And what it is, is a stone archway. Old yet new, simplistic yet playful, with a pattern of little nothings and astrological symbols etched upon its surface. A curtain hangs between, a curtain of thick black—no, Aquarius blue, no, another color, another color; it shifts every time your gaze wanders—fabric that ruffles and sways slowly, gently, in an intangible breeze. . .

Should you choose to investigate, there is nothing behind it, in front of it, above it, below it, or to either side of it. Should you choose to pass through it, your skin prickles and tingles unpleasantly; it feels almost like a very mild full-body sunburn. . . a mild full-body sunburn that leaves no mark and fades within the hour.]

((OOC: Poke at this as you will! I (Re) won't be running anything specifically.))

Who: A tiny hobo or two!
Where: hobodorm => anywhere?
When: Day 11ish, at some point
What: intros and mingle!

[There is a new kid in hobodorm! Literally, it seems.]

...Ryuuou?

Who: a hobo. and anyone else.
Where: anywhere
When: Day 11, whenever you want to on day 11 I guess. or evening?
What: mingle

[a teenage hobo, very polite and proper, might approach you. yes, you. or maybe you're somewhere else, busy with your business] Excuse me? I'd like to ask for directions. If you're not too busy.

I don't have any money, but I can try to do something for you, in return.

Who: Anyone
Where: Anywhere
When: Day 10, after the game (backdated)
What: Mingle for anyone who still wanted to play with things they got in the game

[I guess this emopire is on his way to Taurus. WHAT ARE YOU UP TO POST-GAME, SABRAATHER?]

Who: Virgo and whoever
Where: Virgoooo
When: Day 10, evening (backdate)
What:

[So we have memories. ... And other people's traits. Because that's not awkward at all, nope.

Currently examining a roll of gold star stickers.]

These don't look edible...

Who: anyone
Where: anywhere
When: Day 11x, morning to afternoon
What: MINGLE AGAIN

[ Did you all have fun with your extra traits? Tell us how you're feeling now that it's a new day. ]

Who: Taurus and whoever
Where: Around Taurus
When: Day 11, all day
What: Taurus mingle

*Wolf is out doing whatever it is he does all day, what about you*

Who: People
Where: The Dome
When: Day 10, Late Afternoon
What: Final Round

[ after some time has passed, Packrat claps his hands, standing on his throne for attention, and announces ]

Okay, enough fucking around, you're all ready to be done, right? Last round, last chance!

Mingle || Rooms || End || Results/Rewards

Who: Lucky contestants~
Where: The Dome
When: Day 10, afternoon
What: Round 2

[ the call comes again, signalling the start of the second round. Packrat's apparently finished having a laugh at your expense, and is back to lazing about in his junk pile ]

There, that's enough time for you to have figured out the fucking obvious. Here's your lucky chance to get back was stolen. Or aim for better goods, if you think it's worth the win!

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