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CAPTIVE GAME: WILD CITY & Worldbreaker
[ You're in a room with no doors or windows, about the size of a living room. Depending on how many of you are around, it might feel a little cramped. The walls and ceiling are draped with fabrics, the floor covered in colorful rugs and piles of sitting cushions, but you can see the dirt ground and untreated wood walls peeking through in places. There are three or so oil lamps to light the space, each placed on a stump-like round little table that isn't big enough to hold much else. It's kind of cozy, but...
Most of the cushions are embroidered with an array of colors, but there's one pillow in particular, set aside from the rest, that's one solid color – Challah's position color. ]
Most of the cushions are embroidered with an array of colors, but there's one pillow in particular, set aside from the rest, that's one solid color – Challah's position color. ]

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Lucky~ Oh well.
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Hang on, all we need t'do is make him cry.
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The nose is a good target. Oh, and the groin. Hands aren't bad.
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What fuckin' assholes... They couldn't even wait for it.
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There's, at first, the thought of just what did BAD END=DEAD END do to their captive, in order to rescue Worldbreaker so quickly...?
... And, then, there's the stomach-sinking, icy-veined feeling that they can't rescue Challah, now.
He balls his hands into fists at his sides, and--- a darkness crosses his face that hasn't been seen, before. ]
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He feels you, buddy ]
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[ His voice breaks, deeper and angrier and ... quite a far departure from the soft and gentle himbo prince he's presented as thusfar. ]
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They got to it faster than us.
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Already?!
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[ his tone is deeper, angrier, with venom and hate and darkness and is almost a complete 180! from the soft uwu himbo prince presentation he'd had up until now. ]
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...this is my fault. We should've just busted his nose right away. ...I dunno what makes people cry, I thought we'd have more time.
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We need to gather the attention of the hosts. We'll force them to return Challah to us.
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