CHAPTER 2 ; MINGLE

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 233 Narrators Remain ; There’s nothing to shake up the feeling of helplessness and betrayal quite like some renovations. Residents in the castle will find a gentle rumble stirring them out of their sleep on Monday morning, and if they choose to find the source of the noise, they’ll notice a newly constructed staircase on the second floor. It stretches up, up, up and will guide the Narrators to a third floor with all types of new installments to the castle. Go ahead, crack open a book, try your hand at some potion mixing. What could possibly go wrong? Just as last week, the morning that the dining hall opens, the tapestries of Ann Takamaki, Soo-won, and Dave Strider will all suddenly catch flame from the bottom, burning up and up until the entire tapestry is gone. Anyone who ventures outside will also find that the scenery has warmed up considerably. Snow no longer dusts the ground, but rather the warm sun and pleasant chirping of birds greet you to the castle grounds. The area has also been expanded, a new jousting grounds available for play and recreation. A set of stables stands next to the grounds, but anyone who ventures inside will find only hear the occasional, phantom whinny of a horse and – find some rather large feathers? Interesting. Finally, partners will find themselves unable to rest peacefully yet another week. While no paranoia creeps over anyone’s shoulders, when night falls and they find themselves sleeping, they’ll instead see dreams – or rather, some memories of their partner. Apparently the Crafters would rather that you all get to know each other sooner, rather than later. Hopefully you don’t see anything you’re not meant to. Welcome to Week 2, everyone! Today we've introduce new castle locations and brought a new round of partner effects, so please review those, including the Outside section on the Locations page. If you'd like to have your characters interact with the laboratory, please feel free to PP the mods! We would also like to remind players to submit all of their Prologue PCs and new PCs at the Private Conversations page and review the weekly ooc notes for important details in the castle. Something exciting will be arriving on Wednesday, June 20th so keep your eyes peeled for that as well. full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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[concasse]

Huuuh....

So, like, your rate of healing corresponds to your lifespan. Humans seem to heal faster, but that's just because we die quicker.

... Or some bullshit like that.

[melancoffeea]

[He huffs.]

Something like that. But it's all mere perception. Archangels are made to be superior to humans in every respect.

[concasse]

Uh-huh.

[DOESN'T SOUND CONFUSED]

-- Wait, you said "made"? You got parents, or...?

[melancoffeea]

[He cants his head, like the idea of having parents is a foreign concept.]

I told you that I lived in a laboratory. That's where we archangels were created.

[concasse]

[Okay, Sanji remembers the laboratories.

He... he hadn't quite connected the dots until now.]

Ah...

[Yikes]

Did humans make you?

[melancoffeea]

[No, yikes to Judge.]

No. They don't possess the technology to create a self-aware instrument like me. The people of the stars are responsible for the creation of my kind.

[concasse]

[That's still weird and yet Sanji is kinda relieved, his blood relatives ruined everything that deals with creating self-aware beings... thanks Vinsmokes]

So why did they create you? Ever find out why?

[melancoffeea]

[What a family, Sanji.

At that, Sandalphon goes quiet.]

The archangels maintain various facets of the realm. [Another beat.] My purpose was different.

[concasse]

[Oh...]

I mean, if it's a sensitive topic, forget I asked.

[melancoffeea]

[He reacted without thinking. Sandalphon finds his smile—the one that doesn't reach his eyes—again.]

No. It's fine. I've had two thousand years to think about it, after all.

But enough about me. I've been meaning to ask . . . How do you make a parfait?

[concasse]

[....................]

Uh.

[Needing a moment to process.]

Depends on if you're talking about the frozen version or the one with yogurt.

[melancoffeea]

There are different kinds . . . [This is news to him.] He mentioned custard and fruits. I don't know much beyond that.

[concasse]

[This is news to the player, google searches always surprise me]

Well, the simplest ones just require you to layer shit on top of one another -- fruit, custard, some granola if you want...

Who is this for?

[melancoffeea]

I asked Ion about his favorite food. He chose a dessert.

[This one, to be exact. Sandalphon learned a lot that night.]

[concasse]

Oh, Ion.

[Mood immediately picking up. The power of that child in action]

You want me to help you make some for him?

[melancoffeea]

If it wouldn't trouble you.

[concasse]

Sure thing.

You two are partners, right?

[melancoffeea]

We are. He asked after my hobbies when the discussion of food started.

[concasse]

He's a good kid.

[POINTING AT HIM]

You better make sure nothing happens to him.

[melancoffeea]

Oh, rest assured; I decided that on the first day of this farce. You have my word.

[concasse]

[GOOD MAN. He officially goes on the list of people Sanji has no beef with.]

That's what I like to hear.

Alright then, let's get started on that parfait.