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necROMANTIC start!
Who: necROMANTIC
Where: The necROMANTIC dorms
When: Day 355
[ You all wake up in bed with your smartphone at your bedside, all of you in your sleepwear, with a message on your phone.
Good morning, newly departed guest stars! You've got new co-stars to meet, a new dorm to explore, and the television in the main room with the "names" of everyone in your unit with flashing empty boxes next to them, waiting for you to each assign yourself a personal color. Or assign them to each other, really, no one's stopping you.
Once you've chosen your color (or, once it's chosen for you), your closets will unlock with 3 sets of fantasy medieval clothes fitted exactly to your size.
Also, the front door is currently locked. It looks like you actually have no choice but to get to know each other for an hour or two before those open up. ]
Where: The necROMANTIC dorms
When: Day 355
[ You all wake up in bed with your smartphone at your bedside, all of you in your sleepwear, with a message on your phone.
Good morning, newly departed guest stars! You've got new co-stars to meet, a new dorm to explore, and the television in the main room with the "names" of everyone in your unit with flashing empty boxes next to them, waiting for you to each assign yourself a personal color. Or assign them to each other, really, no one's stopping you.
Once you've chosen your color (or, once it's chosen for you), your closets will unlock with 3 sets of fantasy medieval clothes fitted exactly to your size.
Also, the front door is currently locked. It looks like you actually have no choice but to get to know each other for an hour or two before those open up. ]

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you ever summon that right above your friend's head while blushing wildly and kind of half-screeching? ]
I'm married did you forget about that you idiot?!?!?
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yelps, releasing flora's hand to clutch at her head, crouching low on the floor ]
I - I beg your pardon -
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[ wait no why would she apologize??? that's stupid. that's dumb. ]
- Did I stutter?! I'm married, so you can't do weird romance stuff at me!
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Would you not at the very least make use of your own hands?!
[ so she's
fine probably.
insulting your wife ✓
complaining because she's not getting hurt bad enough for some reason ✓ ]
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... When made opaque, further modeled with thought to matters of the terrestrial, it emulates in lesser scale that vile form of which you are so fond.
[ so naturally, having said all that
she kicks it. ]