GM Game: Heart Soldier Senshi
[ The door shuts behind you, leaving you in a copy of this room. Upon one of the fancy tables is your card for the round, along with slots for each unit for you to go slide in your choices.
You can come and go as you will, but once you have left the room, you cannot speak of anything that transpires within: not your choices, not your discussion, not your alliances.
Do your best, idol-tachi. ]
You can come and go as you will, but once you have left the room, you cannot speak of anything that transpires within: not your choices, not your discussion, not your alliances.
Do your best, idol-tachi. ]

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[an exhale, and he scrubs his face with one hand]
. . . I don't like living with regrets. I will own my choices, as selfish and awful as they are.
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... You know, I worry about that too, some.
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[??????]
What? Why does that worry you?
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1/2
[shit]
[she got him]
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I'm not gonna let anyone else get hurt for my grudges, though.
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Wrong answer!
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[DUCKS HIS HEAD]
Hey, what the heck—!
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This is— different! It's different!
[isn't it??]
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[ TRY AGAIN. ]
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Ah. . .
[hm]
[maybe this is a bad idea???]
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Maybe we should--
[-- change the eight-point card, but. before he can even finish that statement? the timer for the round goes off]
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but uh
Ah. WELL. ]
... Too late now... I think....