ANGEL GAME 1: GROUP A

[hot_mess_express]

[You enter the tent to find yourself in what appears to be a conference room in the sky. The walls and ceiling consist of a glass dome, outside of which a raging thunderstorm can be seen. If you approach the wall, you’ll find the room seems to be floating. Down below is a forest, but it’s raining so hard that it’s impossible to make out any details.

The inside of the room has only a large, circular table. In the center is open space, and around the outer edge are high-backed chairs. In front of each chair is a paper with a copy of the rules -- when everyone sits, the game will begin.

In Group A is: ginger, thyme, & licorice.]

Comments

[ewestmarch]

[Looking up, sharply, at it:] Is it doing something?

[So not here for a cursed mirror that tricks people into being eaten by giving them moral questions.]

[bowtiedbones]

Nothing that I can tell. More like... I guess, I don't trust the person that's asking us to go into that mirror.

[ewestmarch]

I don't either. What do they get out of any of this?

[bowtiedbones]

By the sound of it, they mean it to be educational for us.

[ewestmarch]

I'd prefer not to learn than be poisoned, myself.

[bowtiedbones]

Right? If they want to teach teamwork or justice, there's soooo many more non-threatening ways to do it.

[ewestmarch]

You can't teach ... things like that anyway. If people don't want to absorb it, they won't.

[She pulls her gloves up higher on her wrists, a tic.]

Feels like a test. If they didn't want me, they shouldn't have brought me here. My brother would be better at what they want.

[bowtiedbones]

If they're having to test us, then I don't know if they even knew who they were picking up to bring here.