future is now

[idolpro]

When the game starts, you find something grabbing onto your ankle and dragging you under the ballpit until you find yourself sitting on a disco floor platform with your team. It is only being held up by eleven balloons.

You make decisions on a cool arcade machine where you can SELECT A TEAM'S BALLOON. If a character is blind or has no hands or smth, you can assume things can be read to you and you can automatically pick through your speech. Thanks, Alexa.

If you look over the platform, you can see a lot of sparkling rainbow spikes below.

Comments

[motherglowsbest]

It is, I'm afraid.

Now, if I understand this all properly, it's another extrapolation on the prisoner's dilemma: whether to mitigate damage to ourselves and risk harm to others, or to seek minimal damage to the collective and risk our own vulnerability.

As your mother, your safety is always my first concern.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

In that we are all aligned.

Play hard enough to protect ourselves, but not to paint a target on our back.

[motherglowsbest]

Sharp as always. What's your plan?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

First round is intel gathering. We'll pick two teams - popular ones that probably won't get a lot of votes in order to protect ourselves and minimize damage.

Once we get a feel for the atmosphere, we'll adjust accordingly.

[motherglowsbest]

Hmmm, so . . . if the group will is towards minimal damage, you'll play the same way, but if the other teams are a little bit too . . . lively.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

This unit has died and suffered enough for this goddamn show.

[motherglowsbest]

[ pats his cheek by way of agreement ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Might be a bit of an eyeroll. But he accepts it.

YOU'RE NOT HIS REAL MOM]