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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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[she is]
[brandishing the knife]
[at the eye]
I'M GONNA TAKE THAT GODDAMN EYE BECAUSE IT'S REALLY PISSING ME OFF!!
[and then she, like]
[throws the knife at the eye]
[it's the wimpiest throw]
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[ AAAAAH ]
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Can we try to figure out the stupid riddle order thing now?
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[. . .]
[Sara shambles over to pick it up, and then slumps back into a sitting position again. her knife B(]
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We're -- going to die!
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[He is so tired.
So so tired, and there's still so much he has to think about but--]
Look... we only have a few choices right? We can only take something from each other or from this shitty place, but what is there to take from this place?
[Sara already grabbed the knife. That didn't seem to help. Except that he really dreads the fact that he thinks the knife is supposed to be used.]
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. . .
No. There's one other place from which we can take something. Isn't there?
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[ chidi isn't super useful, sorry, but then he rethinks sara's words with a furrowed brow. he swallows and musters up his strength to respond- ]
Do you... mean the-- the other group?
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yeah pls explain sara]
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That's exactly what I mean.
[. . .]
[forcefully]
We aren't going to die here. Not if I can help it. I don't expect you boys to agree with this decision, but--
If it must be made, then I'll make it and take full responsibility for it later.
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Wait--
[not that he has any good arguments against but--]
That's not... [It doesn't feel right--not that he wants anything taken from Sara or Chidi either, but--]
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Well. . .! I suppose technically I'll have to ask for permission.
[tilts her head back and yells]
Helloooooo! Mysterious game master!! I'd like to take the right hand of that suave and handsome butler on the red team, if you'd be so kind!
[WHY DOES SHE IMMEDIATELY GO FOR DISMEMBERMENT]
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NO CAN DO 🤣😉🙃
FOR A VARIETY OF REASONS TBH
MOSTLY THAT IT'S ALREADY GONE LOL 🤭
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[WELL]
Wow! What a bummer. Someone beat me to it!
What about the right hand of Mr. Spidey? I believe Chidi said his name was Peter?
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[. . .]
Ooookay. I'm rethinking my plan.
[lifts knife]
[. . .]
[glances at Chidi and Alice]
If you're squeamish you might want to look away. . .!
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[He has no arms to fling out but he's shaking his head fiercely.]
... Take it from me.
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Alice--?
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[ alice is paper and sara has suffered enough, it has to be him. ]
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Oi, stop that. Let me have the lead role for a minute.
[And back to Sara:]
Just... do it. Look--
[AUGHH this is so hard to say out loud but he has to acknowledge it, he has to admit it--]
That's not even my name. I don't have a name. I'm not a real person.
So it's... it hardly counts anyway. It'd be like taking something from... from a character from a book.
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[ to sara: ]
Sara. I have --- suffered the least of us all. It's only right that I be chosen. Take my finger. Or, my hand. Or - Or whatever! I'm --
[ he swallows and shuts his eyes. ]
--already dead. I died before I came here! So it doesn't matter.
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[is happening here]
[her boys??? HER BOYS!!!!]
[for some reason she feels awfully touched and proud of them both]
[TO CHIDI FIRST]
Whoa, whoa! This isn't normal! Normal people don't race to cut off their own hands! Even when they're supposedly dead!! Also-- how can you be dead when you're stuck here with two people who are very much alive!!
[and then, to Alice]
And I don't want to hear that kind of talk from you! As long as you're standing here breathing, as long as you're right here in front of me talking to us, you're just as real as Chidi and I!
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He has no idea why; he's not a likable person.
(It makes him feel overwhelmed, his throat tight.)
...
(Alice is with Sara. Chidi's breathing, right? He can still feel pain. So...)]
... So what do we do?
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[ god and it was such a stupid death too, so so stupid. all because he was paralyzed with indecision over the most inconsequential choice. which is why he has to make a stand now... while lying down in a glass case with pooling water mixed with blood.
wow this is awful! ]
Sara. Sara -- don't do this. Please. Lets -- Lets all con-contribute.
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