POISON GAME: Taisho Roman Revolution

[idolpro]

[ The room is plain, white walls and white ceiling, except for the steel-panel flooring. There are three metal stands rising out of openings in the floor, each of which carries a glass vial on top. One of them just holds water. Of the remaining two, one contains a pale pink, opaque liquid with a creamy consistency; the next is tinged barely yellow like a weak tea, and would be almost completely transparent but for the pulp and fibers mixed in, drifting through it.

Both have flowers floated across the surface: the first a tiny sprinkling of cherry blossom petals; the second a small, but whole, bloomed lotus. They're cute and smell nice. ]

Comments

[bluerosestyle]

[one of... okay. worldview silently expanding in real time]

And you don't think they'll choose to protect themselves this time?

[rollplayinghouse]

Not at the cost of sending poison to someone else. They're idiots, but not that kind of idiot.

[bluerosestyle]

The good kind of "idiot," then.

[rollplayinghouse]

[a tiny smile]

...Yeah. That kind.

[bluerosestyle]

...

Okay. If they're like that, of course I agree.