WED BED BEHEAD: LiliS
[You wake alone with your unit in what appears to be a dressing room. There's nothing on the costume racks right now, but you have vanity seats and a couch to chill on if you like.
On a table in the center of the room, there is an ornate metal box with three slots on top. The slots are labeled with the names of three other units: Heart Soldier Senshi, AlcheME!, & avante en garde. Next to the box a laminated copy of the IC rules is taped down, and beside it lie four cards:
You have til 9pm PST to submit your votes.]
On a table in the center of the room, there is an ornate metal box with three slots on top. The slots are labeled with the names of three other units: Heart Soldier Senshi, AlcheME!, & avante en garde. Next to the box a laminated copy of the IC rules is taped down, and beside it lie four cards:
♦ a green card with a picture of two linked rings and the word "WED"
♦ a blue card with a picture of a rose and the word "BED"
♦ a red card with a picture of a guillotine and the word "BEHEAD"
♦ a purple card with a picture of two circling arrows and the word "INSTEAD"
You have til 9pm PST to submit your votes.]

DECISION
If you don't vote at all, your votes will be randomized and you will receive the punishment listed in the rules.
Decisions are due by 9pm PST.
Re: DECISION
Bed - avante en garde
Behead - Heart Soldier Senshi
Instead (worst) - Heart Soldier Senshi
RESULTS
How exciting! It seems AlcheME! chose to bed you, while Heart Soldier Senshi & avante en garde chose to behead you. But you protected yourselves, and thus your final verdict is...
Wed.
Bed.
Behead.
Ooh, stylish!
[You black out.
You wake up with the sound of wedding bells ringing in your head, vows of unity echoing vaguely in your memory.
Your body is made of crystal clear glass, fragile and yet somehow still able to move. It can crack and chip, though it will never completely shatter. Rather than blood, the glass is filled with a shimmering liquid in your personal image colour which, when spilled through the cracks, results in a loss of identity -- you'll start to adopt the personality traits of your unitmates and believe them to be your own.
You black out again.
You wake up tied down to a four-poster bed, all draped in velvet sheets and golden tassels. It's quite comfortable, until the person -- one whose features you cannot recall -- leans over you.
They pull a glittering glass vial from a table nearby, and pop the stopper, letting a perfumed smell fill the air. Before you can protest the vial is poured over your head, shimmering liquid running down your face. At first it feels like nothing, but as it seems into your skin you feel dizzy and sick, and your insides cramp. The feeling fades soon enough… but every so often it returns, and when it does your senses are filled with colourful spots and that sick, sweet smell.
You black out again.
You're brought to your method of execution: a bubbling sickly-green vat of what is surely some sort of radioactive acid. Like a mutinied captain you're forced to walk the plank above to marvel at your punishment before you're unceremoniously pushed in.
The liquid burns -- of course -- but not that terribly, for the most part. The exception would be the one part of your body that seems to take it beyond poorly: in front of your very eyes, should you choose to look, you can watch it completely dissolve, skin and flesh and even the relevant bone bubbling up into nothingness; even if you don't look, the accompanying burn is excruciating, reverberating through your body. Once the deed is done, they fish you out of the vat, dragging you back to your room.
Perhaps that would have been enough. But even after the bodypart has dissolved, the gap that remains still burns . . . and then, if you're still watching -- or if you're just taking a look -- you can see the bodypart begin to regrow, painfully building up relevant bone and then flesh and finally skin again. But something's wrong with it. Maybe it's slightly off in color, or maybe the joints don't fold quite right, or maybe there's nothing wrong with it at all -- regardless though, you're certain that this part doesn't belong to you.
But if not you, then who?
You black out again.
You received 6 points. As you proceed to endgame, you hear a rumbling... but nothing happens. :)]
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I'd also like to use the "Instead card". I don't think our chances with HSS are very good.
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We're gonna be pretty screwed in this one, ain't we?
[he sounds cheerful enough about it enough]
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Just sort of. Staring at the list, expressionless. ]
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[ looks at him ]
Yes?
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Yes, I suppose you're right.
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