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CITRINE

[As the game begins, each team finds themselves standing in a small ring of stones. The crystal pillar rests in the center of the circle, easily within sight and hearing of everything that will be going on. You can leave and see the other columns if you like, but once the game has started you can't see what the other teams are doing.

Also present is a small wrought-iron table, on which a curious mechanical swan rests. There's a glass panel set into its back, under which you can see a corroded key. The swan seems to be completely lifeless.]

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-- Sunny?

[draping his arms over his head and curling up noooo]

[ hands on your shoulderssssss ]

Dude.

[sorry having a feeling]

[ now crouching down and putting his forehead against yours ]

What happened?

It - it's gone.

Your hand?

[ that's so last task tho ]

Home.

[ queeeeeeee ]

That doesn't make any sense.

[just shakes his head and ducks his head into his arms]

Hey. This has to be a trick.

[;;;]

You didn't feel like this before, right?

. . . Sunlight?

[feeeelings]

[:(]

...

Sorry.

[curls up more ._.]

You didn't do it.

[I don't know how to deal with sad monkeys :(((

subtly shifts his weight so that he's pressed against Sunny's side, though]

[. . . lean ._.]

[reaching down to rest a hand in Sunny's hair (again)]

[bawww]

[I suck at being comforting I'm sorry :(]

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