GOOD CHOICES.

[dramatispersonae]

[ You are in a black room.

Like, a 12x12 foot room. With black walls. And a black floor. And a black ceiling. ]

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[brotagonist]

Yeah. And if that doesn't work, we can just try hitting the floor till the walls break — if they don't, we can just hit the ceiling to make it go back to the way it was before.

[steampunked]

Okay, both might work. Let's try popping it first. Ready?

[punches the ceiling ... again ...]

[brotagonist]

[ALSO STAMPS!]

[dramatispersonae]

[ the room tries to do both at once!

. . . and splits in half . . . You probably see bright flashes of DAYLIIIGHT but now the ceiling is falling down. . . ]

[steampunked]

[WELL I AM GOING TO TRY TO HOLD IT UP WITH MY BRAIN. AND ALSO, TO AN EXTENT, MY HANDS. .]

— fuck!

[brotagonist]

Knife!

[dramatispersonae]

[ you guys sure are going to get crushed by this here ceiling if you don't try moving. ]

[brotagonist]

[PROVIDED KK'S BRAIN CAN HOLD UP THE CEILING FOR LONG ENOUGH, WE ARE ALL ABOUT MOVING, BRO.]

[steampunked]

[since I am still on your shoulders you are in charge of moving. Until such point as I am put down.]

Can we get out?!

[brotagonist]

[looks at the walls. CAN WE?]

[dramatispersonae]

[ maybe if you hurry ... ]

[brotagonist]

[lets hurry, then. grabbing Knife's hand so he can tug her down from his shoulders and RUN]

[steampunked]

[RUNNING!!! this strangely doesn't feel any less dangerous now I'm on the floor.]

[dramatispersonae]

[ if you dive you can have a dramatic looking exit ... ]

[brotagonist]

[yes please. REAL MEN DON'T LOOK AT COLLAPSING BUILDINGS]

[steampunked]

Ah — wankbags —

[YES I GUESS WE ARE DIVING.]

[dramatispersonae]

[ you dive into . . . gravel \:D/

But at least you are not getting crushed. ]

[brotagonist]

[ow. rolls to a sitting position and rubs his face.]

You okay?

[steampunked]

[streaaam of muffled cursing. theeeeeen I guess I will sit up I suppose.]

Yes. Fine. Ouch.

[LOOKING AROUND!]

[dramatispersonae]

[ next to you is the black room, IT IS EVEN BLACK ON THE OUTSIDE.

You are sitting in a gravel pick that is a perfect square (20x20feet or so). Outside of the gravel looks to be sunflowers. Endlesss sunflowers. Each one is about 8feet tall. ]

[brotagonist]

[brushing gravel off his coat and gloves >(]

Would it have been that hard to just put us here to begin with?

[steampunked]

That would've been helpful.

[so she doesn't have to get up yet, digging into the gravel to see if there's anything underneath.]

[dramatispersonae]

[ more gravel... ]

[brotagonist]

[getting up to investigate the remains of the black room. what was it made of?]

[dramatispersonae]

[ . . . feels silky... but is also very heavy. ]