BAD END=DEAD END

[idolpro]

[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.

The elevator doors close behind you. ]

Comments

[rollwithdisadvantage]

If we are going to be rebels together, we can't let you have all the fun. Besides the problem here is not the other teams.

[grandschemed]

[ a quiet sort of laugh. ]

Guess yer both right on that one.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

Pick a team then. One that won't be able to lie for three days.

[grandschemed]

I guess - - Azrael, Wild City. Not like I got a bone to pick with 'em but I got people I like on most other teams.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

Done. Now we get to sit back and watch.

[And hope we all don't lose our heads this time.]