POST-ROUND 2 MINGLE

[idolpro]

[ 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. ]

Comments

[avestan]

Oh, this shit again. Great.

[constellationprize]

Oh?

Certainly it did overstay its welcome even initially, but to provide a reaction so barren... I must confess my surprise. I had thought you rather more inclined towards the day's object than in fact... Whatever is the matter?

[ baby what's wrong you haven't even touched your murderables ]

[avestan]

I mean, obviously it's a nice excuse to get to do some murder with a side of cannibalism? That's not the problem.

The problem is it's a clusterfuck of everyone going crazy. Not a good time, that.

[constellationprize]

Ah, I see. Still -

Certainly that must be alright... After all, would you not say - that to die by our hand as they presently are is their sole privilege? Shall we go to find someone?

[avestan]

[oh cool. great. cool and great.]

How about we don't?

[constellationprize]

... No? How odd.

Then I'll go to find my own, I suppose.

[avestan]

[grabbing her sleeve]

I'm not gonna let you.

[constellationprize]

... And have us starve? You must certainly be feeling peckish yourself; shall I not go to hunt?

[avestan]

I'll take care of it, so you can just rest.

[constellationprize]

I see . . .

Such concern is appreciated - greatly, indeed, yet even still ... to stand by so idly would hardly do. As they are possessed of that privilege, so too must I maintain my own responsibility - and so I shall at least observe.

If you would choose, then.

[avestan]

You know I don't really care who it is.

[constellationprize]

Then, shall I? Though as well as expressed, it does hardly merit distinction...

[ starts pointing with her finger into the crowd, in a pattern -

She

She is playing eeney meeny miney moe. ]

[avestan]

[well

that's as good a method of choosing as any, as far as he's considered]