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dramatispersonae) wrote2011-10-15 10:49 am
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Iolite
[ You find yourselves in a small study, with a desk at the center of the room. If you approach the desk, you will find ten sealed envelopes on top of it. Each envelope is numbered. Next to the envelopes is a piece of paper that reads:
Instructions
~ This game consists of five rounds.
~ At the beginning of each round, one of you must choose an envelope.
~ Each envelope contains a task that must be completed. Please follow the instructions on the card to the best of your ability. The teammate who opened the card must participate in completing the task.
~ Your team may forfeit and chose a new envelope once without penalty. ]
~ This game consists of five rounds.
~ At the beginning of each round, one of you must choose an envelope.
~ Each envelope contains a task that must be completed. Please follow the instructions on the card to the best of your ability. The teammate who opened the card must participate in completing the task.
~ Your team may forfeit and chose a new envelope once without penalty. ]

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Enraptured I Gaze, when my Delia is by,
And drink the sweet poison of love from her eye;
I feel the soft passion pervade ev'ry part,
And pleasures unusual play round my fond heart.
I hear her sweet voice, and am charm'd with her song,
I think I could hear her sweet voice all day long;
My senses enchanted are lost in delight
When love and soft music their rapture unite.
Beyond all expression my Delia I love;
My heart is so fix'd that it never can rove;
When I see her I think 'tis an angel I see,
And the charms of her mind are a heav'n to me.
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[headbutts her shoulder, teasing]
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And I haven't even had any lessons.
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Enraptured I gaze, when my Spitfire is by,
And drink the sweet poison of love from his eye;
I feel the soft passion pervade every part,
And pleasures unusual play round my fond heart.
I hear his sweet voice, and am charmed with his song,
I think I could hear his sweet voice all day long;
My senses enchanted are lost in delight
When love and soft music their rapture unite.
Beyond all expression my Spitfire I love;
My heart is so fixed that it never can rove;
When I see her I think 'tis an angel I see,
And the charms of his mind are a heaven to me.
[yeeeeeah not keeping a straight face, and there's definitely laughter in her voice as she makes her singing attempt]
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M-my ears.
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I think you mean your heart.
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You should be, Obsidian worked very hard on that.
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