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☆ZRAEL
[ You spill out of the elevator into the dining room— the elevator is gone when you look back.
A wall of incandescent lights burn against one wall, the other three nothing but mirrors set into steel frames like windows— all of them opening to reveal booze behind them. There's no banquet table, but smaller tables and champagne cube, each with leather chairs with leather cuffs and chains at the feet and wrists clustered around in groups of three to five. Red curtains drop down from the ceiling, ready to be pulled around to create a small intimate private setting. None of the tables are laid with food— at least, not much of it. This one has a spread that's more than half rocks and jewelry, a few pieces of chocolate scattered throughout, this one has a chunk of raw meat, three slices carefully carved, then the main mass stabbed through with nine knives and two forks.
This is another chance, isn’t it? Yes, a second chance. A third chance. A fourth? A fifth? You want to speak words of love, but something bubbles in your throat.
A holy symbol hangs from a hook near the exit.
A readout on your phone tells you the rules and displays the sanity goal (explore rooms) and your traitor goal (ROMANCE MURDER) as well as the item that you've been given (holy item). It looks like nothing is stopping you from committing the traitor goal even while you're sane, if you wish to.
There is one exit: North. ]
A wall of incandescent lights burn against one wall, the other three nothing but mirrors set into steel frames like windows— all of them opening to reveal booze behind them. There's no banquet table, but smaller tables and champagne cube, each with leather chairs with leather cuffs and chains at the feet and wrists clustered around in groups of three to five. Red curtains drop down from the ceiling, ready to be pulled around to create a small intimate private setting. None of the tables are laid with food— at least, not much of it. This one has a spread that's more than half rocks and jewelry, a few pieces of chocolate scattered throughout, this one has a chunk of raw meat, three slices carefully carved, then the main mass stabbed through with nine knives and two forks.
This is another chance, isn’t it? Yes, a second chance. A third chance. A fourth? A fifth? You want to speak words of love, but something bubbles in your throat.
A holy symbol hangs from a hook near the exit.
A readout on your phone tells you the rules and displays the sanity goal (explore rooms) and your traitor goal (ROMANCE MURDER) as well as the item that you've been given (holy item). It looks like nothing is stopping you from committing the traitor goal even while you're sane, if you wish to.
There is one exit: North. ]
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Man Eater...
[She seems grateful to see him? And then she grabs his arm in a tight grip.]
Intensity killed me.
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... Is this where I say "congratulations"?
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[Her voice is some combination of giddy and distressed.]
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... Had no idea he felt that strongly about it.
[ "about him." ]
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I knew some of it. He got furious at me, when I took King away, after a game, once. He's a special person to him, from their memories. A rival...? That kind of thing, that I can't be to anyone. But of course he won't talk about it, so I didn't know his feelings exactly.
I guess I can tell that sort of thing this way, too.
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Is that what you've been killing for? A test?
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Can't relate. I've never regretted killing anyone—Intensity included.
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Oh? What are you killing for, then?
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[ his grin has maybe a hint of smugness in it. just a hint. ]
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Even Intensity... obviously, I'll love him no matter what, but that's despite him. When I told him I loved him, he told me not to.