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[truthandcakes]

Who: Anyone!
Where: The fields
When: Day 12, afternoon
What:

*there's some short kid with a metal arm poking slowly through the fields, carefully studying a funky-looking potato. he's got a few other plants collected nearby, as well.*

Wonder what the easiest way to figure out which ones are safe is...

Comments

[chaoticrights]

Could it be you're not eating enough? If everything here is dangerous...

[deathandtaxes]

My team keeps well fed.

[except maybe riful and well. i don't like to think about that.]

[chaoticrights]

Your team?

[deathandtaxes]

Cancer. You'll be sorted soon enough, I'd reckon.

[chaoticrights]

... um... sorry, I don't understand at all.

[deathandtaxes]

Uh... you don't remember much, right?

[chaoticrights]

I remember... trying to help someone. That's about it.

[deathandtaxes]

Ah. Well we're split up into teams that help everyone in that team earn back memories by playing games.

[chaoticrights]

Who splits people into teams?

[deathandtaxes]

The ones who run the games. Judges, Personae... I don't know what they're called here.

[chaoticrights]

That doesn't sound so bad.

[deathandtaxes]

...A warning. Games aren't... always pleasant.

[chaoticrights]

?

[deathandtaxes]

...I missed it, but I'm sure someone on your team will remember the first one, when you're sorted. Ask one of them.

[chaoticrights]

... okay.

What's your name? Do you get along well with your team? Maybe we'll end up on the same one!

[deathandtaxes]

[scr--]

I'm Hunter. And my team is... nice enough?

[chaoticrights]

You don't sound very sure... wouldn't they be sad if they overheard that?

[deathandtaxes]

I like them, I'm just not used to being on a team. Before this, I was a knight.

[chaoticrights]

[ :O!! ]

A knight?!

[deathandtaxes]

Yeah, working as an individual rather than on a team.

[chaoticrights]

How did that work?