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[You find yourself in an oversized living room, there are huge chairs, huge tables and huge book shelves. It looks like a child with a permanent marker decided to scribble huge numbers on most of the furniture, gosh, what could that possibly mean?

To the north, there is a dining table that could sit ten people, the table is set but someone left a cushion on top of it. Behind the table there are two large display cases, they are mostly empty, you could probably climb them.

There are couches south, most of them with cushions on them. There are also a couple of small tables and a larger, lower one in the middle, as well as two bookshelves, you can’t see what’s on top of them from where you’re standing, but it looks like some of it might fall down.

Finally, what looks like very far in the east, there is a chair with wheels and a desk, if you’re from modern times you might recognize a desktop computer on it.]

[NOTE: Only noticeable difference for your characters is that they are currently capped at the strength and skill of an eight year old child. You also have no magic/mindreading/etc. Sorry about that, Don Goyo loves you.]

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That would be the obvious solution, yes.

You have an early turn. Make a short hop, and get a pillow.

. . . who are you and why do you keep trying to tell me what to do?

I understand working together for maximum results, but your approach is arrogant and you assume authority where you have none. If you want to form a strategy, I'll accept that, but try not working under the assumption that your opinion is the only one that matters.

We've met, and I'm telling you what to do because you jumped badly last round and your team can't keep its cool.

I know we've met—more like, who do you think you are? I am perfectly capable of assessing the situation without your help, and if you think you'll get anywhere with that attitude, then you might as well just give up now.