[when your gracious, disembodied voice of a host speaks up, she sounds a whole lot less spacey than she did before.]
Choose for yourselves the Heart of your team. Should you decline, I will choose for you… Just as I have chosen your two Mouths. Once chosen, the Heart will be protected. Forbid yourselves, as I have forbidden you, from revealing your identities to your prey.
You will, every round, have a choice…: On whom will your Mouths feast? Choose one—and perhaps a second, and a third. Just in case… Some items on the menu are popular~, you know? When you've decided, tell me, but if you have too much trouble, I may~ help.
But, mm, you should be careful: should you eat their Heart, their life will be yours; but should you try to eat a Mouth…
[there is a pause, and you can hear the smile] Beware the rules of this feast. Self-sacrifice, cheating, and rule-bending will be punished severely, with permanent~ consequences~, for yourselves, those you cherish, others…
[The itch you've felt since you entered the Dome deepens to a burn, slowly, as a brand—your team symbol once more—surfaces somewhere on your body. With it comes a light but nagging hunger; and for two of you, it just keeps getting worse. You're ravenous. Starving. Why is there no food? You need food, oh god—]
You have until the timers run out.
((OOC: You have a maximum 40 minutes to choose your Heart. Exceed this time limit, and the NPC will choose for you. As soon as they've been picked, hearts disappear and reappear here. - Both counters go down at the same time. - Attempts to break down the walls—including the glass one—or the door will not work. Characters may end up with broken hands if they're really determined. - Once you've chosen your dinner, comment to the decision header. - Bear with me '-'b))
INSTRUCTIONS
Choose for yourselves the Heart of your team. Should you decline, I will choose for you… Just as I have chosen your two Mouths. Once chosen, the Heart will be protected. Forbid yourselves, as I have forbidden you, from revealing your identities to your prey.
You will, every round, have a choice…: On whom will your Mouths feast? Choose one—and perhaps a second, and a third. Just in case… Some items on the menu are popular~, you know? When you've decided, tell me, but if you have too much trouble, I may~ help.
But, mm, you should be careful: should you eat their Heart, their life will be yours; but should you try to eat a Mouth…
[there is a pause, and you can hear the smile] Beware the rules of this feast. Self-sacrifice, cheating, and rule-bending will be punished severely, with permanent~ consequences~, for yourselves, those you cherish, others…
[The itch you've felt since you entered the Dome deepens to a burn, slowly, as a brand—your team symbol once more—surfaces somewhere on your body. With it comes a light but nagging hunger; and for two of you, it just keeps getting worse. You're ravenous. Starving. Why is there no food? You need food, oh god—]
You have until the timers run out.
((OOC: You have a maximum 40 minutes to choose your Heart. Exceed this time limit, and the NPC will choose for you. As soon as they've been picked, hearts disappear and reappear here.
- Both counters go down at the same time.
- Attempts to break down the walls—including the glass one—or the door will not work. Characters may end up with broken hands if they're really determined.
- Once you've chosen your dinner, comment to the decision header.
- Bear with me '-'b))