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Pretty Pretty Princess Group 3

As predicted, the clock chimes ten--anyone who is still milling around will find themselves inexorably drawn to the seat with their name plate sitting in front of it. At this table, the plates, cups and food spread across the place setting vanish. In their places appears a board. Simultaneously, the locks of both chests pop and the lids creak open and players will find their phone screens populating with the game rules.

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[HAND CLUTCHED OVER HEART]

The love of a family! So pure! So precious!

And the knowledge to not pick of a necklace! So important! I am blessed by this knowledge! Thank you Hurricane for your unintended kindness that spares us all from unwanted showings of our past!

Gyahaha. I wouldn't mind sharing my past, but I doubt most of you would be as happy to see it.

[ he goes to roll—a 5 this time, which takes him to a green space. a lot of his irritation fades as he is quite pleased with that result, and it only takes him half a second of consideration before he's snatching for Erika's wrist. ]

[It takes Erika a second too long to realize what he's doing, and he pulls the bracelet from her wrist without incident.]

Hey...!! You think you can steal from a princess?!

Gyahahaha! I'm a criminal of the underworld. You think your authority means anything to me?

[ and he slips the bracelet onto his own wrist, along with the other one. ]

This mean you're feeling your own emotions, like. Amplified or something?

Whooo knows? Can my emotions get louder than they already are? Let's find out!

[ he does seem a little extra keyed up, though. ]

[B's turn! Rolls a 5]

This does not bode well.

[UGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH tries not to TRIES NOT TO but

picks up the collar and puts it on]

[Erika cackles as B puts the collar on, and then rolls a 6. She dusts her cheeks with rouge.]

Hey... How about you tell me how beautiful I am? You seem to have a lot to say, so don't hold back.

[why this life

looks away, demure]

My lady, I cannot even begin to speak of your beauty! Your perfect skin, your luxurious hair, the way your eyes glint with intelligence and cunning, the way your smile quirks into a sly smirk that betrays your superiority over us all! I say these words but they all fail to do you justice! Your perfection cannot be conveyed with words, paintings, or songs.

If only all were as lucky as I to bask in your perfection.