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[an indeterminate period of time ago (mainly because i am too damn lazy to look it up) your characters may have found themselves in the strangest of places - the minds of other people. There, they could learn all sorts of interesting things about their fellow detainees, such as their horrible love for disco

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You find yourself in an endless expanse of space. There's in no ground beneath your feet, no nothing--in the moment you become aware of your existence here, you'll find yourself floating aimlessly with no control over yourself. If you want the concept of gravity, you'll have to create it for yourself. Nothing here is a given. Even your very own identity--it's easy to feel lost here, and if you can't remain sharply aware of yourself and your purpose, you could easily become nothing more than a scrap of seaweed in a vast Sea.

Here, there is just you, and what appears to be an infinite amount of crystals--Fragments--floating throughout the expanse. After you get your bearings, perhaps, if you feel so compelled, you could reach out and touch one?]

((there will almost certainly be some amount of creepy badtouch... I will also surely be slow! ping me on IRC for anything.))

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[frowning at her, trying to figure out who she is as Rika continues eating until she stops talking.]

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"...Very well, Lady Lambdadelta. Once you've prepared your script, you may come at me whenever you like."

"...Cats, there is no need to interfere. I would like to personally reward this tale of bravery presented by Lady Lambdadelta. ......As a reward, I will give you a gallant story and ending befitting your bravery."

[And with that, she's done.]

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[still frowning, feeling oddly bothered by this one. Tries the jelly beans]

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[Nothing appears to be happening like with the other sweets... However, you may notice the jellybean turning a bit more soft in your mouth than you'd expect, and a bit of liquid seeps from it as you chew and dribbles down your chin.]

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[attempts to spit that out]

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[You do, and if you take a look at what you just spat out, it appears to be some sort of a bloody lump. How appetizing.]

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[ew. Abandons that somewhere, looking to see what she hasn't explored yet.]

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[It seems there's just the bed, the tables where some of the candies are laid out, the stand, and the closet. Ever since you tried to eat that last jellybean, the room seems to have been slowly permeated with the stink of rotting meat.]

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[...opens another coin, and very tentatively tastes it to see if that improves the stench.]

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[That certainly doesn't taste like chocolate...]

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[figured. Spits it out and checks out the bed.]

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[There doesn't seem to be anything unusual about it. It's very comfortable, though.]

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[attempts to see if the smell of rotting meat can be traced to anywhere in the room]

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[It doesn't seem to be coming from anywhere in particular.]

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[sighs, and goes over to the stand. Going to check that out before opening the closet as one last delay.]