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POST-ROUND 1 MINGLE
[ Once the decisions have been made, everyone is ushered—though those gentle tugs—out their respective mud rooms into the courtyard. An impossibly tall and incredibly dense garden hedge divides one half of the courtyard away—moreover, it increasingly gets taller when climbed, preventing its residents from escaping their slice of the courtyard. From beyond, idols can hear the distant sounds of something rumbling—perhaps it's the ground shaking. . .
The roster is visible on a large screen, though as time progresses, certain names are blacked out. . . ]
[ Mouths and Hands will be able to transform into monsters at-will, though Hands are much more diminutive and Mouths have supernatural abilities at their disposal. Moreover, unit abilities are on. ]
The roster is visible on a large screen, though as time progresses, certain names are blacked out. . . ]
[ Mouths and Hands will be able to transform into monsters at-will, though Hands are much more diminutive and Mouths have supernatural abilities at their disposal. Moreover, unit abilities are on. ]
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[He gestures to the glowing blood,]
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[It is not all right.
[That troubles her, too, deep down, for reasons she can only half-remember. It's wrong, it's all wrong, it makes her think of loss, of lying on her side in merciful shadow, aching with emptiness and crying herself sick--
[No. Not again. Never again.]
I believe it to have been - part of it. That's all.
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Are you hurt...? We can get you a healer.
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Well... you want me to bandage you up some?