idolpro | ROUND 9

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- exael

ROUND 9

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Red velvet curtains pull to the sides of a proscenium arch. On stage, a milleau of human-sized puppets are operated by a bevy of strings above, in movements sometimes jerky, sometimes smooth. They seem magnificently life-like, the uncanniness of their movements aside. But still, they do not acknowledge you as you pass through, and if you cut their strings they fall lifeless to the floor.

Mechanics
If you choose to raid the bodies for parts, sensitIV can replace lost limbs here. Or just give themselves extra limbs if they choose to, you know.

[ The pain leaves him, vanishing as if it was nothing more substantial than a nightmare.

Curled on the floor beneath the piano, he keeps his eyes shut tight, shaking. ]

[ To open them is to reawaken to nightmare. He cannot help his cowardice, to wish to remain shielded from them in the dark even a few moments longer. Cradled in his ignorance, swaddled in fear that acts as a buffer to push out thoughts of his responsibility, what he knows he has to do. His breaths come too fast, gulping in air— he can hear again, too. He hears his own breathing, loud in the cavernous theater. ]