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[aunter]

G R E E N > You enter the door and find yourself in a glass box, suspended in the deep, dark ocean. Darkness surrounds you on all sides and once in a while, the box shakes. It'll be clear enough after a while that that's because of the movement of the water. The deep, dark water that they're surrounded by. Once in a while, something moves in the darkness, unnaturally large and much too close for comfort. Then... the noises. The moans and hisses of things living out there, in the deep. Then the words appear:

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[unnames]

My arm's.

Paper.

But I feel pretty great! All of a sudden! What the hell?

[plasmastorm]

[. . . yeah, fair. even she feels kind of shitty after losing-- whatever it is she lost. he shouldn't be feeling great!!!]

Hm. . .

[staring flatly at the dice now]

Maybe the second time around it really is a reward. . .? Beats me.

[unnames]

[...... agh.]

I don't get it.

[... UGH.]

Whatever. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that something happened to you, and you're like, the one sane head we've got here so I'm kinda worried about it.

[plasmastorm]

[. . . flaps a hand!]

Aw, thanks! You sweetalker.

[CLEARS HER THROAT, before pressing her hand against her eye again. OKAY, SARA. FOCUS. . . focus on the here and now, not whatever is missing, not that empty gaping hole that suddenly seems to exist in your memories and the vast chasm in your heart]

S-- seriously, I'll be fiiiine. We should think about our next course of action.

[unnames]

[... He stares at her for another long moment... and then huffs a sigh.]

Yeah, okay. Be tough, it's fine.

[It's not like he doesn't get the urge.]

But we're all in this together. Don't forget it.

[plasmastorm]

[. . .]

[she gives a crooked smile, and this one actually has a bit of life to it. the life that drained out of her so quickly when she lost. . . whatever it was she lost]

Haha! Well, you're not wrong. Our fates really do rely upon one another.

[a pause]

I'm not feeling too keen on touching that dice again, though.

[unnames]

[oh yeah with great feeling--]

Hell no am I touching that. Ever.

S'not like it's worth it.

[plasmastorm]

Even if it were to land on a number belonging to someone in the other group--

[. . .]

No. I don't think it'd be worth it, either.

[unnames]

[Yeah, he's just shaking his head.]

It's not.

[Firmly, immediately.]

It's not freakin' worth it no matter who it lands on.

[... AND THEN TO THE ROOM AT LARGE:]

Oi, garbage host! We're sick of this game, we wanna move on.

[aunter]

BUT YOU'RE SO CLOOOOOOSSSSEEEE

[unnames]

Close to what?! What are we supposed to be aiming for here? Stop being so useless and give us some facts for once, would ya?

[aunter]

HM

[unnames]

[FLINGS HANDS UP IN THE AIR.

Or like.

He tries.

Paper arms don't fling too great, but fuck man, he tried.]

AUGH!

[plasmastorm]

[. . .]

[I MEAN SHE ALREADY KIND OF LIKED HIM, BUT LIKE. NOW SHE REALLY LIKES HIM]

Easy there, tiger. I approve of you standing up to our evil overlord, though.

[unnames]

[He feels so much misery as his shoulders slump, head falling forward.]

Haaaaah...

This whole thing reeks of bullshit.

[plasmastorm]

[. . . pats his shoulder]

You said it so much more succinctly than anyone else ever could.