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dramatispersonae) wrote2012-05-12 03:11 pm
Room 3

You find yourselves in a well acquainted parlor while the storm rages on outside. Mother's voice resounds from somewhere unseen.
"Dear Mother will be with you in a moment, my children. But until then, please do try to become well acquainted with one another."
[You'll find a small dance card tucked into the pocket of your outfit. It has on it a description of your role. Please refer to the DP journal for a post locked to your team with the contents of your card.]

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You are right about being pressured, however--it's a fault of my own and I am sick of it.
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You've done nothing...except to prove what I said.
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simmering]
Let's play the game, shall we?
But if you touch my comrades again this day, Mother, I and half of Sterling won't cooperate in your games again until we drag you down to be as exhausted by our futile efforts as we are, I swear it.
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I hardly have a need to punish children who intend to behave themselves.
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Such a good boy.
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Let's submit our cards, guys.
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This isn't over. But for now, yes, I will behave.