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Gloom: Taisho Roman Revolution

[The old-fashioned writing desk in the center of the room carries several blank pieces of paper, a fine wooden pen, and a piece of parchment covered in writing. When you take a look, you find the following epigraph in a vibrant scrawl:]

Congratulations, future wordsmiths, and welcome to your first exercise in the creation of a true masterwork of tale-telling. This evening you'll be penning a terrific tragedy, starring the family of unsympathetic ne'er-do-wells provided to you.

Your goal? Why, to construct the best story your mind can conceive, of course - and make their lives as entertainingly miserable as possible before writing one of them directly into an early grave.

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[Before your very eyes, words begin to appear on the parchment, scrawled in flowing script.]

Marie thought that she'd find salvation with the wolves-- unfortunately, she'd never considered that wolf society would have its own rules: keep with the pack, or get left behind. And the pack was constantly moving, used to the elements of the woods, while Marie... was... not so much.

She realized this as her foot caught in the vine of a tree, interrupting the jump that she'd been making over the chasm of a cliff! Her hands reached and she thought she'd managed to grab the sturdy vines of the outgrowth of a tree, not realizing that that tree was dead, and fragile from age, an ominous sign.

As she fell, her legs and arms banged against the rocky outcrops, the bones in her legs, her arms and her ribs cracking and snapping under the pressure before she landed, face up, to start at the stormy sky above. As the rain fell down, she realized in misery, that she was craving cake and that she hadn't eaten since her shunning. Was there anything she could do, when she couldn't move? Her stomach... grumbled and gnawed at her. She was so hungry.

And, well, going into shock. That's a thing too.

[As they unfold before you, some of you feel the effects of the words as though you are the character that has been written about. You recall the events as though you have lived them; the damage caused to the character is reflected in your own flesh.]

[You have received the following effects. As many of you as want to take these effects can, but at least one person must.]

-starvation
-breaking MANY bones

[You have -100 points]