["Yeah," Cam says, "Forsake gives you the best odds. Could be a little bit harder, but you could skip, and no chance of the worst case scenario."
Malik's made his choice already, though, and as he hits the button, the male voice speaks up again.
"Oh, taking a different route this time, huh? Let's see how that goes for you!"
On the wall across from them, a screen displays:
YOUR CHOICE: FORSAKE.
THEIR CHOICE: TRUST.
Confetti falls from the ceiling, as that voice laughs. "Oh, congratulations! Since your opponents picked Trust, you don't have to face the next challenge at all! You can move on whenever all of you are ready."]
[This feels like something they should be celebrating, but Manwol's already ready to hurry up and move on to whatever freakish torture challenge is ahead. She touches her forehead, tries to squint at the blurry letters before her.
Confetti lands in her hair and she brushes it off.]
[rita gives an uncertain look to manwol and taichi (can they see it? can anybody but her see anything? GOD.) but there's nothing to do but move forward, so she does.
she'll be nice and brush some confetti off cam as well as herself as they move.]
he's still very tense as they move forward, bringing up the rear to make sure manwol and malik are heading in the right direction...wherever that is. where are they moving on to? onward and forward. he does nothing to brush off the confetti so that can just live in his hair now i guess.]
[Off you all go! The next room you step into is full of more ominous-looking machinery than the last factory, with open, bubbling pools on the floor, a whiff of noxious fumes as they enter.
"Oh, no, this isn't-- pardon our mess, you skipped this!"
It all fades into darkness, then reforms into a hallway with three doors ahead of them.
"Instead, you're lucky enough to have earned a bonus round! Now, you can pick one of these three doors to enter, and you'll play whichever type of game is listed on that door."
Words appear on each: HEALING GAME, ESCAPE GAME, RECOVERY GAME.
Cam looks at these, and he speaks up to say, "Guys, listen, I know you're gonna want out but the Escape Game-- that's how I got trapped here in the first place. Only one person gets to leave, in that one. I didn't want to take the deal, but... she did."]
[i have decided that manwol cannot read, she just squints at all three names. she was about to jump straight out of her skin at the BUBBLING POOLS OF NOXIOUS FUMES but then it disappears just like that? very nice FAKE OUT, VOICES!!!
["Definitely garbage. Sure, it'll get one of you out, but the rest of you are gonna be stuck here basically forever."
As for Taichi's question, his brow furrows as he thinks.
"I mean, healing usually doesn't work in here? It's one of the rules. So however that goes, it's gonna be their way. But if they're separate things, then Recovery probably means, like, recovering something else."]
["Well, we're glad to see you're all so excited to stay!" says the female voice, as the RECOVERY GAME door slides open. Also, yes, Manwol is correct, there's more black smoke.
Inside this room, there's a pedestal for each person to stand on, each with four buttons; on each button there's a picture of each participant's face.
"Now, for this," the male voice says, "you have the opportunity to fix any losses you think you might have made a mistake about. Use your own button, and you can regain something you gave up, but you're going to have to offer to lose something else important to you in order to trade out. If we think it's fair, we'll make that trade for you... but we are pretty deep into the game now, so you might want to factor that into any losses you propose. Better make them good!"
The female voice continues, "If you press someone else's button, you can take on one of their losses. For example, one of you three with reduced vision could help clear up someone else's eyesight... but you'd go blind doing it."]
No one is clearing my vision. I can still see just fine.
[FIRST OFF, JUST TO GET THAT OUT OF THE WAY!!! Manwol looks at her pedestal. She assumes that the blob there is her face, and glances at the other pedestals. namely, rita's]
...What if we don't press the button? Do we get a penalty?
["Oh, no, no penalties. It'd just be a wasted opportunity not to do it!" says the female voice.
"The game continues until you've proven your worth, and that you truly want what it is you seek here," the male one adds.
"Bullshit," mumbles Cam, a little black smoke emanating from him.
"But as for that particular loss," the female one chimes in again, "well, it's not a sacrifice at all to lose an ability you never had! You're going to have to lose something equivalent to her magical talent. We can make that decision for you, but since you mentioned it-- sure, make us an offer. It's more interesting that way, I think."]
[Manwol listens closely, her thoughts turned inward as her blind af gaze follows what she thinks is black smoke.
...Taichi is right, she thinks. Rita's power was useful in the last challenge. Manwol had her staff and her ability to move quickly, but she wouldn't have been able to protect anyone if Rita hadn't distracted Claude and then attacked Taichi's clone.
What should she give up? Her fighting ability? Would that matter, when her vision is already dim? She's already hampered. Would these voices take it as a loss? What else does she have? There's only one thing she's truly treasured -- the one thing that's kept her mostly sane after her long years of existence. She hates thinking of it, but Malik's already given something up, and she thinks Yamato would hate her if she let Taichi offer.]
My beauty. I'll offer that up. My ability to maintain myself or put make-up on or look pretty whatever. I'll offer that in exchange for Rita's magic.
[she moves towards Rita's pedestal, thankfully she can discern Rita from the others, and hit her button without asking anyone else's input. hurray.]
...Rita don't swap for it. If you take away physical ability it could end up being something shitty like a loss of focus for casting and then your magic would be a problem for us instead of a help.
[but he could like to be able to move without completely eating shit, so.]
If it's a body loss...[...no never mind.] Forget it. Would taking on Manwol's color blindness leave me completely blind, or just colorblind?
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Malik's made his choice already, though, and as he hits the button, the male voice speaks up again.
"Oh, taking a different route this time, huh? Let's see how that goes for you!"
On the wall across from them, a screen displays:
YOUR CHOICE: FORSAKE.
THEIR CHOICE: TRUST.
Confetti falls from the ceiling, as that voice laughs. "Oh, congratulations! Since your opponents picked Trust, you don't have to face the next challenge at all! You can move on whenever all of you are ready."]
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Confetti lands in her hair and she brushes it off.]
Let's go.
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I told you all. I told you!
[ wait shit which blurry blob is which, who is what, where is the door, where are they going. ]
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she'll be nice and brush some confetti off cam as well as herself as they move.]
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he's still very tense as they move forward, bringing up the rear to make sure manwol and malik are heading in the right direction...wherever that is. where are they moving on to? onward and forward. he does nothing to brush off the confetti so that can just live in his hair now i guess.]
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"Oh, no, this isn't-- pardon our mess, you skipped this!"
It all fades into darkness, then reforms into a hallway with three doors ahead of them.
"Instead, you're lucky enough to have earned a bonus round! Now, you can pick one of these three doors to enter, and you'll play whichever type of game is listed on that door."
Words appear on each: HEALING GAME, ESCAPE GAME, RECOVERY GAME.
Cam looks at these, and he speaks up to say, "Guys, listen, I know you're gonna want out but the Escape Game-- that's how I got trapped here in the first place. Only one person gets to leave, in that one. I didn't want to take the deal, but... she did."]
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She looks at the doors.]
What does it say.
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[ he's not going to embarrass himself by pressing his face all up on the doors. ]
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[guys????
she sighs.]
"Healing Game, Escape Game, Recovery Game."
If we're taking Cam's word on this, the Escape Game sounds like garbage, so that's out. [looking down at the head.] Know anything about the other two?
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What's the difference between healing and recovery anyway? Wouldn't that be the same?
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As for Taichi's question, his brow furrows as he thinks.
"I mean, healing usually doesn't work in here? It's one of the rules. So however that goes, it's gonna be their way. But if they're separate things, then Recovery probably means, like, recovering something else."]
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[manwol can't resist saying, despite the black WISPS that will probably APPEAR from her. She squints at what she's hoping is the recovery game door]
We'll all have to play something in order to get whatever it is, and we've all lost a lot so far. My vote's on recovery.
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[ also if they survive surely there is enough people who will heal them upon return. ]
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I was thinking that one, too.
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Okay. Then recovery game it is.
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Inside this room, there's a pedestal for each person to stand on, each with four buttons; on each button there's a picture of each participant's face.
"Now, for this," the male voice says, "you have the opportunity to fix any losses you think you might have made a mistake about. Use your own button, and you can regain something you gave up, but you're going to have to offer to lose something else important to you in order to trade out. If we think it's fair, we'll make that trade for you... but we are pretty deep into the game now, so you might want to factor that into any losses you propose. Better make them good!"
The female voice continues, "If you press someone else's button, you can take on one of their losses. For example, one of you three with reduced vision could help clear up someone else's eyesight... but you'd go blind doing it."]
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[FIRST OFF, JUST TO GET THAT OUT OF THE WAY!!! Manwol looks at her pedestal. She assumes that the blob there is her face, and glances at the other pedestals. namely, rita's]
...What if we don't press the button? Do we get a penalty?
[what if they're actually just fine like this?]
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How long does this game go on for?
[ he doesn't know where cam is so the voices are welcome to answer too i guess ]
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[... that sounds like a win-win? which is why she's unsure.]
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None of us can use magic, so what would be the exchange? Or is that something we figure out ourselves?
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"The game continues until you've proven your worth, and that you truly want what it is you seek here," the male one adds.
"Bullshit," mumbles Cam, a little black smoke emanating from him.
"But as for that particular loss," the female one chimes in again, "well, it's not a sacrifice at all to lose an ability you never had! You're going to have to lose something equivalent to her magical talent. We can make that decision for you, but since you mentioned it-- sure, make us an offer. It's more interesting that way, I think."]
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...Taichi is right, she thinks. Rita's power was useful in the last challenge. Manwol had her staff and her ability to move quickly, but she wouldn't have been able to protect anyone if Rita hadn't distracted Claude and then attacked Taichi's clone.
What should she give up? Her fighting ability? Would that matter, when her vision is already dim? She's already hampered. Would these voices take it as a loss? What else does she have? There's only one thing she's truly treasured -- the one thing that's kept her mostly sane after her long years of existence. She hates thinking of it, but Malik's already given something up, and she thinks Yamato would hate her if she let Taichi offer.]
My beauty. I'll offer that up. My ability to maintain myself or put make-up on or look pretty whatever. I'll offer that in exchange for Rita's magic.
[she moves towards Rita's pedestal, thankfully she can discern Rita from the others, and hit her button without asking anyone else's input. hurray.]
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[ nobody asked you malik. ]
I'd like my vision back... even if it isn't fully restored, I'm getting sick by having this handicap.
[ but what does he have to give up? what else? ]
...You can take more memories. It's all I have anyway. Take another important one, I'm sure you know what they are.
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[rita's eyes widen. look, manwol's objectively gorgeous? this is obviously not a small sacrifice for her.] I didn't ask you to...
--and you! [malik!!] What's with you and throwing away memories!?
[she'll stew over those two for a bit, and then finally bring up what's on her mind.]
... Taichi's athleticism was a "body" roll. What sort of sacrifice equates to that? Something to do with physical ability?
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[but he could like to be able to move without completely eating shit, so.]
If it's a body loss...[...no never mind.] Forget it. Would taking on Manwol's color blindness leave me completely blind, or just colorblind?
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