idolpro | soap opera game, group 5

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soap opera game, group 5

[In your rooms, you start off on the patio of a different large, fancy family estate house: there is a pitcher of sweet drinks as well as glasses sitting on the patio table, as well as a binder labeled ROLES.

the rest of the neighborhood (and the town beyond the neighborhood) is foggy, indistinct at first, and the exact contents inside the house are misty as well, until you choose your Roles and the props from your role. Once you have selected, the rest of the set takes shape: everything you need (or want) is there, regardless of how ridiculous.]

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It's simply a matter of justice, Miss; it's nothing special at all.

Justice? Nothing special at all?

For shame. Justice is always something special. Now: tell me all about it.

Oh, er, well...

...really, I'm just—trying to do a favor for someone I care about very much. I've left it outstanding for a long time, I guess.

It sounds absolutely heartwarming.

Who's your special someone?

...family. Er—

My brother, actually. May he rest in peace.

...you were close?

Not at all. And I regret it every day, now.

[ ...a little misty-eyed. method acting, ]

I'm so sorry, darling.

And you say justice for him brought you here tonight?

[ solemnly: ] It did.

He wouldn't want things to be the way that they are.

And how are they, exactly?

Well—haven't you seen this city? I know you're young, but...

Darling, I'm my daddy's son. I've seen a lot of things.

You're—

[ ohhhhhhhhh ]

Um, no, it—it can't be...

Can't be what?

Who is—who is your father?

Why, the owner of this fine shop, of course. You don't think I'd go to just any old smoothie place in the middle of the night, do you?

.........I didn't know he had. A child. Children?

A child, darling. I'm the one and only.

...oh.

Huh. You really do look just like...

Is there a problem?

[ she stands stock still for a moment, which is great because it makes it look like she's having a dramatic moment when she's trying to think through what the most bullshit response is. ]

...like my brother. Which means—

[ she turns on the ball of her foot, and makes for the door. ]