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AlcheME!
[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.
The elevator doors close behind you. ]
The elevator doors close behind you. ]

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[ kind of. shriekily. listen E-niichan can deal with a lot but not every day does a machine take your eyes out. stops... fighting you though. at least ]
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[gonna guide him to sit]
We're just. I.
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and then
snort...s... with laughter ]
We are actually just not I, because, Is, Eyes, you know.
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Right! My mistake, my mistake!
I'm going to rip up my cape and make you a stylish blindfold. Is. Is that alright?
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[just. going to do that]
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I'm sorry.
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Are you ready to go or would you like to. To sit longer?
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[helping you up slowly]
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