Week 0 Mingle;

[omnivoracious]

❤ Week 0 Mingle

Welcome to your new home, contestants! You step off the boat you somehow don't remember being on (or the plane, or the transdimensional time warp you skipped through) and find yourself on a beautiful, lush island! All you have is what you managed to cram into one suitcase (or three), so snacks, clothes, sex toys, photo albums of your family or coworkers, your phone that will not be working all that well, and etc. No living things, why would you put them through the embarrassment of witnessing your romantic escapades? Please.


You're led to a house and told this is where you will be living until you get your act together and find your destined partner. How nice! It appears to be set up already to be lived in, and the kitchen has a mini bar with alcohol already provided, as well as a little notebook of instructions as to how to mix drinks and how to play those wildly popular Drinking Games. Maybe give it a try later?

Once you're all unpacked and starting to mingle, you'll find a young lady in the traditional Ojousama Ringlets standing out in the yard. She'll wait until everyone is present before she smiles and speaks.

"Good day, contestants. I am the Overseer, the individual who will be, well... overseeing your romantic escapades during your stay. I believe you know the rules already, so I'll be brief: you are all here because you have encountered difficulties maintaining a romance. You have all been paired up with each other, thanks to a complicated matchmaking algorithm. Your goal is to find your Perfect Match. Should all ten Perfect Matches be found and confirmed, all of you will have your wishes granted. So really..."

She places a hand delicately to her chin. "It would behoove you to speak with each other, test out your chemistry, and see where that leads you as quickly as possible. I shall be scarce today, save for an occasional encounter, but I will be speaking with you tomorrow to give you a better idea of what your next few weeks will be looking like. By all means, do enjoy yourselves."

She curtseys. And then leaves, but don't worry. She may just pop into your toplevel to ask you some questions. Or she may not! Who knows!

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[unrecompensed]

[This man.......... must be a hermit in a far away mountain.]

Well... knock yourself out with figuring it all out. Just don't break anything. We probably need most of this if we're going to live here.

[aldaft]

Certainly. Though . . . this is no mystery, so I was hoping you might spare a detail or two.

[unrecompensed]

Er... I can try. I'm not an expert on how it works or anything, but... what do you want to know?

[aldaft]

Many thanks, my dear!

[If he were a more excitable man of action, he'd be bouncing on his heels about now.]

Not to worry—anything you have to share will more than suffice. You are my teacher, and I, your student. Now, then . . . How does one operate this stove?

[unrecompensed]

[She is not convinced this is not one big joke, so she's eyeing him a little suspiciously as she reaches out... and turns one of the knobs to like, a 7.]

This turns on this burner here.

[She points to the burner that's starting to heat up.]

That way, you can cook on it.

[aldaft]

[He reaches out to let his hand over the burner, leaving a small gap between them so that he doesn't burn himself. From this proximity, he can feel the heat as it gradually comes on. And, oh, does he look intrigued.]

Is it really so simple? I didn't see a fuel. What triggers the mechanism behind this heat?

[unrecompensed]

[ .... ... ...........sweats. ]

... Electricity...? Probably.

[aldaft]

Electricity . . . ?

[unrecompensed]

[inward sweating intensifies.]

Y...yes. I think the electricity runs through the metal of the coils here and heats them up.

[...]

Please tell me you aren't actually asking what electricity is. I can't explain that one.

[aldaft]

Hm . . . The term eludes me, but I believe I grasp the basic concept.

[He withdraws his hand before facing Aoko with a grateful smile.]

Thank you, my dear. You've taught me something very important today.

[unrecompensed]

... I taught you how to use a stove.

[aldaft]

Yes. Now I can prepare meals that require a certain degree of heat in the weeks to follow. However, I was also referring to your dependable nature.

1/2

[unrecompensed]

[what the FUCK.]

2/2

[unrecompensed]

[that's CHEATING.]

... Huh?

I didn't-- that's not--

[??????????]

D-don't read that far into it...! I just answered some questions, that's all!

[aldaft]

[?]

I assure you that I don't. You were under no obligation to field my questions, yet you took the time to answer them regardless of your uncertainties on the subject. Does that not make you dependable?

[unrecompensed]

[Sincere guys like this guy are the worst, she thinks, completely insincerely to herself.]

That's...

[wheeze.]

... You could've probably gotten better answers from a lot of people here anyway, so... don't expect too much from me.

[aldaft]

[He shakes his head, utterly oblivious to her thoughts.]

On the contrary, my dear girl. I believe you'll go on to accomplish far more than you realize.

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[unrecompensed]

2/3

[unrecompensed]

3/3

[unrecompensed]

[....]

Anyway.

Let's move on. Tell me about yourself.

[aldaft]

With pleasure.

[Perhaps she's a touch shy. In any case, introductions are sorely needed.]

Cyrus Albright. I'm a scholar who teaches at the Royal Academy of Atlasdam.

[unrecompensed]

[Foreign name... foreign place.

Is that in like, Europe?]

You're a teacher...?

[HUH...]

I guess teaching wouldn't leave a lot of time for finding love.

[aldaft]

My passion has ever been with my studies. . . . However, I've been told that I should choose my words more carefully around women. When I came across the advert for this event, I thought I'd use this opportunity to learn and grow from the experience.

[unrecompensed]

... I can kind of see what they mean.

[Already.]

I don't think the idea's bad, but you make it sound like we're all here as your test subjects.

[aldaft]

[She can? . . . Did he say something?]

Ahaha, that is not my intention. Though I may be here to learn, I am truthfully eager to solve the mystery of these matches. After all, there's supposedly somebody for everyone here.