dramatispersonae

Room 4

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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Frankly, if this is what she meant to have happen, it would have worked better in a larger room. And as it is, none of the "secrets" I had were anything I would consider sordid or unpleasant.

Mm, I didn't see any illicit affairs or assassination attempts on my card, either.

I had one that talked about wanting people to value their own lives. How is that a bad thing?

I'm sure the lady has her reasons, although whether they're ones we might want to hear remains to be seen.

I suppose so, and that's per prerogative.

Yes, and we don't have much of a choice either way, do we? We're rather beholden to our host.

Beholden to some degree, at least.

[sighs] I suspect Cassie is the one who'd like it if people valued their lives.

[ . . . considering]

Hmm. I wouldn't doubt that.

It's not a bad thing, though.

It's certainly preferable to the alternative.

[and chuckling] . . . did you know, I told her you had trouble expressing affection. Am I meant to convince you of that, then?