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MIZUKI

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week 0, sunday ... 1

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[i asked where mizuki would be but then i remembered her weights at date's apartment so i'm arbitrarily sending the tinies to the gym. they're here now. maybe mizuki can teach nahida to lift.]

...so, that was an interesting conversation earlier.

[adorabrawler]

[ dflflf fair ]

Interesting is one way of putting it...

w0; monday

[adorabrawler]

[ at the courts!! she's absentmindedly juggling a tennis ball around in her hands. ]

Is someone implying we need to work off all that McDonald's?

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I hope not. That would be pretty rude of them...

[she looks at the tennis ball curiously.]

...do you know how to play this game?

week 0, saturday ... 2

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[what a mess.



nahida... is at ikea. specifically, she is looking for desserts. trial's over, bring on the ice cream...]

[adorabrawler]

[ they fckin deserve ice cream ]

Time to see how much of this I can eat.

week 1, tuesday

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[nahida is looking at her phone after the rulebook update has come out, looking puzzled.



hi mizuki]

[adorabrawler]

[ mood ]

You thinking the same thing I am?

w1; thursday

[adorabrawler]

[ what up homie, Mizuki is coming to visit outside your warehouse!! ]

Oh, thank goodness... You're awake.

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[hello mizuki!! nahida looks tired, but she looks much better than she did before. most of her burns and other visible injuries have been healed to the point of being pretty faded.]

I'm sorry for worrying you...

week 1, sunday

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[time to go find mizuki after all the chaos that was the trial and the execution...!! where's the girl at]

[adorabrawler]

[ watching a pair of squirrels fight it out in the park... Nahida likely noticed that unlike last week, Mizuki was not present at today's erasure. ]

w2; monday

[adorabrawler]

[ She's staring off at the spoopy house from a safe distance. ]

I knew this neighborhood had something weird about it.

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[looks at the house...]

I sort of want to go check it out...

week 2, thursday

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[after last week, nahida doesn't want to leave anything to chance. she's walking around the areas they have access to in the afternoon, taking note of who she can and can't find, and keeping an eye out for any indication of a sudden group of injured people returning.



so i guess the first question i have to ask is - will she be able to even find mizuki anywhere?]

[adorabrawler]

[ lmao at ur pre cyoa return query.

She will, in fact!! Mizuki's on her way towards Dysturbia. ]

... Oh, Nahida! What're you up to?

week 2, saturday

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[what a mess.

after the trial, nahida can be found out and about, taking a walk to clear her head because yikes.]

[adorabrawler]

[ Mood. Mizuki will end up crossing paths with her at some point— ]

... Mind some company?

week 3, monday

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[rng has given us cold topic so let's look at goth clothes



nahida is holding up these and examining them with a quizzical expresion.]

[adorabrawler]

[ We sure are here, looking at goth clothes. ]

Well... They've got the gothic lolita vibe to them...

week 3, sunday

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[where girl... nahida cannot remember if she saw mizuki at the execution (which is to say, i cannot remember), but later in the day on sunday, she's out for a walk, at which point she'll spot her.]

Oh... Mizuki. Hello...

[adorabrawler]

[ I had to work so Mizuki was absent... Probably for the best... ]

Hey. ... You okay?

week 4, monday

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[wow can't believe a pig noise is immediately bumrushing them and yeeting them into a memshare

until 1:37:17!]

week 5, friday

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[they're probably out somewhere in the void. i have no idea where. nahida feels a little restless, so she's out for a walk - at which point she comes across mizuki.

when she spots her, her ears droop. mizuki's teammate...]

Mizuki... [ :( ] ...are you alright?

[adorabrawler]

[ my moistie... ]

—Huh? Oh. Oh, yeah. I'm... okay, I guess.

w5; saturday

[adorabrawler]

[ ok finding Nahida wherever she is ]

... Just. For the record, I don't feel good about doing that.

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I know you don't.

[...]

I really am sorry. I didn't want to put you through that, but I just...

week 6, sunday

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[today, there is no one at the ikea to get frozen yogurt with mizuki. she will have to eat her sad sunday desserts alone.]

[adorabrawler]

[ At some point in the day Mizuki goes to IKEA for a frozen yogurt treat... Alone... Pour one out for her homie... ]

week 7, monday

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[it would be extremely funny for nahida to appear by the froyo machine at IKEA, but honestly, it'll be wherever mizuki is when she next opens up her senses. so. up to you!]

Hello, Mizuki.

[adorabrawler]

[ I have no idea! We are wherever. ]

... Hey, Nahida. Sorry I didn't write you back.

week 7, tuesday

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[challenge accepted, indeed. mizuki will start receiving some text messages...]

from user selfiequeenxoxo:
Narrator: According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.
Cut to Barry's room, where he's picking out what to wear.
Barry: Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Yeah, let's shake it up a little.
Barry uses honey from a dispenser to style his hair, rinse his mouth, and then applies it to his armpits.
Mom (Janet Benson) (calling from downstairs:) Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Barry: Coming! (phone rings) Oh, hang on a second. (adjusts his antennas into a headset) Hello?
Adam Flayman (on the phone) Barry?
Barry: Adam?
Adam: Can you believe this is happening?
Barry: I can't believe it. I'll pick you up. (hangs up, sharpens his stinger) Lookin' sharp. (flies downstairs)
Mom: Barry, why don't you use the stairs? Your father paid good money for those.
Barry: Sorry. I'm excited.
Dad (Martin Benson): Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. And a perfect report card, all B's.
Mom: Very proud. (touches Barry's hair)
Barry: Ma! I got a thing going here.
Mom: Ah, you got some lint on your fuzz.
Barry: Ow! That's me!
Dad: Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.
Barry: Bye! (flies off)
Mom: Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!
(Barry drives his car to pick up his classmate. Adam's outside his house, reading the Hive Today newspaper. The front page headline reads "FRISBEE HITS HIVE ! Internet Down. Bee: 'I heard sound, then Wham-o!'")
Barry: Hey, Adam.
Adam: Hey, Barry. Is that fuzz gel?
Barry: A little. It's a special day, finally graduating.
Adam: Never thought I'd make it.
Barry: Yeah, three days of grade school, three days of high school.
Adam: Those were so awkward.
Barry: Three days of college. I'm glad I took off one day in the middle and just hitchhiked around the hive.
Adam: You did come back different.
(a bee calls out as they drive past)
Bee: Hi, Barry.
Barry: Hey Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
Adam: Hey, did you hear about Frankie?
Barry: Yeah.
Adam: You goin' to his funeral?
Barry: No, I'm not goin' to his funeral. Everybody knows you sting someone, you die. You don't waste it on a squirrel. He was such a hothead.
Adam: Yeah, I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.
(They make various noises as the car goes up and down some hills and does a loop on the road.)
A & B Woah! Oooooooh!
Adam: I love this incorporating an amusement park right into our regular day.
Barry: I guess that's why they say we don't need vacations.
(They arrive, fly in and take their seats.)
Barry: Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances.
Barry: Well, Adam, today we are men.
Adam: We are!
Barry: Bee-men.
Adam: Amen!
A & B: Hallelujah! (bumping each other) Aaaaaaaaaaaah!
Announcer: Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell.
Dean Buzzwell walks onto the stage and taps the microphone.
Buzzwell: Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of... (presses a button to change the timer on the podium from 9:00 to 9:15) ...9:15. And that concludes our graduation ceremonies.
(Students cheer, throw their caps into the air as helmets are placed on their heads.)
Buzzwell: And begins your career at Honex Industries!
Barry: Are we gonna pick our jobs today?
Adam: I heard it's just orientation.
Barry: Huh. Woah. Heads up! Here we go.
(The stands for Winger University the students are sitting in begin converting into tram seating.)
Female announcer: Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. (flies down to go in the tram as it starts moving and repeats it in Spanish:) Mantenga sus manos y antenas dentro del tranvía en todo momento.
Barry: Wonder what it's going to be like?
Adam: A little scary. (he and Barry mimic shivering and making scared noises)

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from user matchamochi:

Trudy, the Honex tour guide: Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group.
Barry: This is it!
everyone: Wow. (tram moves into the factory floor)
Barry: Wow.
Trudy: We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as...
everyone: Honey!
(Tour guide grabs a beaker of honey as they drive by and tosses it to the group, which bounce it around towards the back.}
Adam: That girl was hot.
Barry: She's my cousin!
Adam: She is?
Barry: Yes, we're all cousins.
Adam: Right. You're right.
Trudy: At Honex, we also constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology.
(Behind a display window, a bee puts on a helmet, then runs back and forth as levers holding a rolled-up magazine, flyswatter and a shoe move down to try hit him. He is hit by the magazine, dodges the flyswatter, but then hit by the boot and again by all three, followed by being sprayed with aerosol from two cans. He signals he's okay, but is flattened by the flyswatter, magazine and shoe converging to strike him together. He signals he's still okay by poking his arm up through a hole in the flyswatter and giving another thumbs up. The tram riders applaud.)
Adam: Ooh. What do you think he makes?
Barry: Not enough.
Trudy: And here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman.
Barry: Wow, what does that do?
Trudy: Catches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions.
(A Krelman worker waves and Adam waves back.)
Adam: Uh, uh, can anyone work on the Krelman?
Trudy: Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job that you pick for the rest of your life.
Barry: The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that.
Adam: What's the difference?
Barry: Huh?
Trudy: And you'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. Wooh!
Barry: So you'll just work us to death?
Trudy: We'll sure try.
(Everyone laughs while Barry looks uncomfortable. The tram converts into a boat that flows down a log-flume style ramp with honey in it, then converts back to a wheeled tram at the end.)
(With the tour over, Adam and Barry head home. Adam jumps with excitement.)
Adam: Wow! That blew my mind!
Barry: "What's the difference?" Adam, how could you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make.
Adam: Well, I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life.
Barry: But, Adam, how could they never have told us that?
Adam: Barry, why would you question anything? We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth.
(a filling station attendant yells at a bee for putting the honey nozzle into his own mouth.)
Barry: Yeah, but Adam, did you ever think that maybe things work a little too well around here?
Adam: Like what? Give me one example.
(both stop in the middle of an intersection. the traffic adjusts to drive around them.)
Barry: I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about.
Announcer over speaker: Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Royal Nectar Force on approach.
Barry: Wait a second. Check it out. Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!
Adam: Wow.
(Pollen Jocks fly into the hive and land.)
Adam: I've never seen them this close.
Barry: They know what it's like to go outside the hive.
Adam: Yeah, but some of them don't come back.
(two lady bees wave at the jocks and call out:)
Girl Bees Hey, Jocks!
Hi, Jocks!
(the pollen is removed from the jocks and collected into storage capsules marked "Nectar", then trucked away. A General flies over to welcome them.)
General: You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it!
Barry: I wonder where those guys have just been.
Adam: I don't know.
Barry: Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what.
Adam: You can't just decide one day to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that.
Barry: Right. (pollen begins drifting down around them) Look at that. That's more pollen than you and I will ever see in a lifetime.
Adam: It's just a status symbol. I think bees make too big a deal out of it.
Barry: Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it.
(the same two lady bees giggle at being talked about by Barry)
Adam: Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too?
Barry: Distant. Distant.
Three pollen jocks observe them.
Jackson: Look at these two.
Splitz: Couple of Hive Harrys.
Jackson: Let's have some fun with them.
Lady 1: It must be so dangerous being a Pollen Jock.
Barry: Oh, yeah. One time a bear had me pinned up against a mushroom! He had one paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me back and forth across the face!
Lady 2: Oh, my!
Barry: I never thought I'd knock him out.
Lady 1: (to Adam) And what were you doing during all of this?
Adam: Obviously, I was trying to alert the authorities.
Barry: I can autograph that if you want.
Jackson: A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades?
Barry: Yeah. Gusty.
Buzz: Yeah, we're gonna hit a sunflower patch about six miles from here tomorrow.
Barry: Six miles, huh?
Adam: Barry!
Buzz: It's a puddle jump for us, but, uh, maybe you're not up for it.
Barry: Maybe I am.
Adam: (quietly:) You are not.
Buzz: We're going 0900 at J-Gate.
Adam: Woah!
Buzz: What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough?
Barry: I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means.
(later, back at home that night, Barry is on the balcony, looking out at the hive)
Dad: Hey, Honex!
Barry: Oh! Dad, you surprised me.
Dad (laughing) Have you decided what you're interested in, son?
Barry: Well, there's a lot of choices.
Dad: But you only get one. (laughs again)
Barry: Dad, do you ever get bored doing the same job every day?
Dad: Son, let me tell you something about stirring. You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing.
Barry: You know, Dad, the more I think about it, maybe the honey field just isn't right for me.
Dad: And you were thinking of what, making balloon animals? That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger.
Barry: Well, no...
Dad: Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey!
Mom: Oh, Barry, you are so funny sometimes.
Barry: I'm not trying to be funny.
Dad: You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer!
Mom: You're gonna be a stirrer?
Barry: No one's listening to me!
Dad: Wait till you see the sticks I have for you.
Barry: I could say anything I want right now. (in sing-song) I'm gonna get an ant tattoo!
Mom: Oh, let's open some fresh honey and celebrate!
Barry: Maybe I'll pierce my thorax.
(Mom and dad start walking away. Dad raises his glass and says, "To honey!")
Barry: Shave my antennae.
Mom: So funny.
Barry: Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and start calling everybody "dawg"!
Dad: I'm so proud.
(Barry and Adam arrive the next morning at the job selection booth.)
Adam: I can't believe we're starting work today!
Barry: Today's the day.
Adam: Come on! All the good jobs will be gone.
Barry: (unenthused) Yeah, right.
(Dean Buzzwell at his second job, located at the desk in front of the Honex Job Placement Board)
Buzzwell: Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal...
Sandy Shrimpkin: Is it still available?
Buzzwell: Hang on. Two left! And ... one of them's yours! Congratulations! son, Step to the side, please.
Sandy: Yeah!
Adam: What'd you get?
Sandy: Picking the crud out.
Adam: Woah.
Sandy: That is stellar!
Adam: Wow!
Buzzwell: Couple of newbies?
Adam: Yes, sir! Our first day! And we are ready!
Buzzwell: Well, step up and make your choice.
Adam: (to Barry) Do you want to go first?
Barry: Uh, no, you go.
Adam: Oh, my. What's available?
Buzzwell: Restroom attendant's always open, and not for the reason you think.
Adam: Any chance of getting on to the Krelman, sir?
Buzzwell: Sure, you're on. (status for Krelman worker changes suddenly) Oh, I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out.
Adam: Oh!
Buzzwell: Wax monkey's always open. And the Krelman just opened up again.
Adam: What happened?
Buzzwell: Well, whenever a bee dies, that's an opening. See that? He's dead, dead, another dead one, deady, deadified, two more dead. Dead from the neck up, dead from the neck down. But, that's life!
Adam: Oh, this is so hard! Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, antenna ball polisher, mite wrangler.... Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? Barry!
General: All right, we've got the sunflower patch in quadrant nine. Geranium window box on Sutton Place...
(Adam calls Barry.) What happened to you? Where are you?
Barry: I'm going out.
Adam: Out? Out where?
Barry: Out there.
Adam: Oh, no!
Barry: I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my life.
Adam: You're gonna die! You're crazy! Hello?
Barry: Oh, another call coming in.
(Barry hangs up as Adam says again, "You're crazy!")
General: If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli on 83rd that gets their roses today.
Barry: Hey, guys.
Buzz: Well, look at that.
Splitz: Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday?
General: Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted.
Jackson: It's okay, Lou. We're gonna take him up.
Splitz: Yeah.
General: Really? Feeling lucky, are you?
Flight crew bee: (holds clipboard for Barry) Sign here, here. Just initial that. Thank you.
General: Okay, you got a rain advisory today, and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. So be careful. As always, watch your brooms, hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears and bats. Also, I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. Murphy's in a home because of it, just babbling like a cicada!
Barry: That's awful.
General: And a reminder for all you rookies, bee law number one, absolutely no talking to humans! All right, launch positions!
(the Pollen Jocks begin chanting "Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!" over and over as they change positions)
General: Black and yellow!
all Jocks respond: Hello!
Jock Leader: You ready for this, hot shot?
Barry: Yeah. Yeah, bring it on.
(the Pollen Jocks begin calling out their flight preparations:)
Wind, check.
Antennae, check.
Nectar pack, check.
Wings, check.
Stinger, check.
Barry: Scared out of my shorts, check.
General: Okay, ladies, let's move it out!
(flight crews help the Jocks get their wings started)
General: Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of you, drain those flowers!
(all depart)

week 7, wednesday ... 2! (after timetravel)

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[mizuki, somewhere in shibuya, will hear a voice that sounds like it's coming from the statue of hachiko(?)]

Mizuki!

[...but she will not see anyone. well. not entirely. if she squints there's a bit of green on hachiko's left side...?]

[adorabrawler]

[ ... ? ]

Uh... Is Hachiko talking to me now...

week 7, saturday

[dendroculi]

[i have no idea when this is happening chronologically with the party and all. it's fine.]

...just one more night. What are you going to do first once you get back, Mizuki?

[adorabrawler]

[ waves hands ]

Sleep in my own bed again.