dramatispersonae | ✩ Citrine

Each team finds themselves in . . . what appears to be a space trying desperately to imitate, perhaps, someone's grandmother's overly-cluttered attic. At the very least, there are things everywhere, perched precariously on shelves and ledges, on tables, under tables, tables on tables, cupboards, closets . . .

There is an elaborate gramophone on one of the tables that begins to play with slow, winding crackle of static:

"There's a lot to making things, you know? A lot of components, a lot of pieces, a lot of parts . . . I'm sure you know that! It would be impossible not to. After all, humans themselves are made of a lot of parts! I'll bet if we took you apart you'd be stunned at how many parts there really are, you know, parts that are soft and squishy and parts that are hard and parts that were hurt as a child and parts that yearn for the future . . . well. We're not going to! If we took you apart there'd be nobody left to play the game. But! I wonder what parts you'd show if we were to take you apart just a little . . . ah. Or, just—what parts you'd show if we asked. What will you show? And I suppose, after all, you're each a part of a part of something else, and you'll have to work with what you have . . . but! Maybe that's part of the game. Hmmm . . . parts that are safe to show and parts that aren't—opening up your ribcage to show your heart, now, that would be something! I really think that would be something. But—it's up to you."

Instructions!

In the room, you'll find . . .

✩ tables, chairs, and various furniture
✩ a wardrobe full of costumes & clothing (dresses! monocles! fluffy bunny hats!)
✩ numerous art supplies and paper
✩ a basin of water
✩ several coils of rope
✩ an entire bag of feathers
✩ a set of cutlery
✩ several volumes of assorted poetry
✩ a box labelled "secrets"
✩ boxes of uncooked pasta
✩ buckets of paint
✩ a full-length mirror
✩ molding clay
✩ a box of small handheld percussion instruments
✩ a bass drum
✩ a set of glass spheres that, when held, can store memories for sharing
✩ a large stuffed koala
✩ a bucket full of keys
✩ hundreds of eyeball-shaped stickers
✩ a giant ball of red yarn
✩ a poloroid camera
✩ a hammer
✩ an empty wine bottle
✩ a full bottle of wine
✩ a makeup kit

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[....lololol]

[wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhat]

[flipping. through. poetry. in search of something hilariously bad. I guess.]

[Picking up the rope, forlorn sigh]

So, how are we going to ~bond~, Sixes?

[yeah like I'm not keeping an eye on you. one hand on his hip. easy in to his inventory.]

Pity I'm not the teammate you have kinky subtext with, isn't it?

You've all gotten a strange impression from me trying to kill him.

Yeah, it's really more on his end, isn't it.

He's an idiot.

[laughs] In his ways. Why do you think that?

He found an evil alien parasite in his teammates soul that killed everybody and tried to adopt it as a teammate, why wouldn't I think that?

[snorts] Just wondering if it was anything more specific.

Why bother wondering when you've already made up your mind on the kind of person I am? He's annoying, that's that.

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[Alienbro and Jr had a sincere conversation about his motives and feelings on people.]

[And then I took the rope and tried to strangle Sixes with it. ENJOY EVERYONE.]

[I have a frying pan (where did that come from?!) in one hand and a...piece of construction paper in the other. and am COMPLETELY UNSURPRISED by this turn of events]

EVERYBODY LISTEN. DO. NOT. KILL. HIM. NO MATTER WHAT HE DOES.

[going for FRYING PAN TO THE NUTS--though it's really largely a distraction...

[You know what fuck you I'm just going to take that with a grunt, stumbling slightly but staying up and get this rope around your neck >( SHUT UP SIXES]

Hush now.

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[gahhhhhck no hands free. whaling on his elbow with the frying pan because you know what, you don't have hands free either :U]

Fuhhckkghhh you--

[also shoving that piece of construction paper square onto your face if at all possible. caution wet paint...]

[sldka;jf yuck, sputters paint out of his mouth pulling tighter, and stamping on your foot]

Rude.

[and what you don't realize, because I painted over the mirror, is that on that construction paper was "DO NOT KILL ME," backwards, in wet paint. it is now stamped on your face.]

[horrible croak as he pulls, grunting at the stamp, starting to get kind of purplish. mouthing "like you're not" but saving his air. now that he has a hand free, digging fingernails into the webbing between his thumb and the rest of his hand, hard as he can, leggo leggo leggo]

Edited 2012-12-14 05:34 (UTC)

Tell me why you chose to do what you did!

Oh, I trust him to be smarter than the other people I've spoken to and still see things the way he should. Something like that.

Besides, there was pretty much nothing else we could do. I mean, talk about incompatible interests.

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