Lesser of Two Evils: Taisho Roman Revolution

[idolpro]

You are in a simple, empty room.

In front of you are two white doors: two choices.
One door is clearly labeled with stark black text, and the other blank.

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ROUND 1: Discussion

[idolpro]

Your choices for this round are:

Left door: EXCRUCIATING TORTURE
Right door: (blank)

ROUND 1: Choices

[idolpro]

Submit individually for each character with the door they choose.

ROUND 2: Discussion

[idolpro]

Your choices for this round are:

Left door: BONE-HURTING JUICE
Right door: (blank)

ROUND 2: Choices

[idolpro]

Submit individually for each character with the door they choose.

Re: ROUND 1: Discussion

[gravitydefier]

[going to look between the two doors. consideringly.]

Re: ROUND 1: Choices

[gravitydefier]

[guess it's going to be the right door????

...huh, something doesn't seem right about having a choice when it comes to pain.]

Re: ROUND 1: Choices

[idolpro]

When you enter this room, it's a small white room, very plain, and you can see a plain white door on the opposite side.

A pleasant, female voice says over a loudspeaker:

"You have chosen: Tickle Torture."

And—as you take steps across the room, feathered implements emerge from the walls, getting under your arms and chin, beneath your nose, until you can't help but gasp from the little bits of sensation, and it doesn't let up until you're doubled over in uncomfortable laughter.

But, hey! It's not excruciating torture, and now you can get to the door on the other side. You may enter the next choice room.

Re: ROUND 2: Discussion

[gravitydefier]

[ugh, that was unpleasant. and going to glare flatly at the doors.

it's just bone-hurting juice, how terrible could that be? it's not excruciating torture.]

Re: ROUND 2: Choices

[gravitydefier]

[after debating for a while, will go through the right door.]

Re: ROUND 2: Choices

[idolpro]

You enter a room, and there's a sound like… tearing, maybe? And you realize that the soles of your shoes, if you have them, have been torn off from below you somehow, leaving you technically barefoot. And then the tile floor below you starts sliding back into the wall, dropping you onto—

"You have chosen: Legos."

There's a door on the other side of this room, and… technically you are unobstructed. In reality this is a room of pointy legos and they are, uncomfortably, poking into your feet in a deeply unfortunate way.

But once you cross, the door opens, and you spill into the next room.