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[forthewen]

Who: Anyone
Where: Hobo dorm
When: Day 05, morning
What: Where the fuck are we what is going on what even?!

[BUT SERIOUSLY YOU GUYS WHAT IS GOING ON???

This is the hobo dorm, home to unsorted characters who wanted to intro and no one could STOP them

this gentleman is distressed]

Comments

[forthewen]

Taking them all is easy. But myself and that boy each have one but of memory left. Both done in a way that omits our names.

[rorrim]

[nods]

Maybe this Judge or whoever it is is more deliberate.

[forthewen]

I suppose we will see.

[rorrim]

[nods]

Is there anything else you'd like to know about?

[forthewen]

Everything?

[rorrim]

Well, that I can't promise you. I can tell you a little bit more about Sabra? It might seem a little crazy.

[forthewen]

I'll manage.

[rorrim]

[nods. well, you were warned]

In Sabra, each Blank woke up a part of a team to play in the Judge's games. Our reward, if we won, was the return of one of our memories. And if we survived, and followed the rules, eventually, a wish granted.

The games could get pretty dangerous, though. People died in them. But the Judges could bring people back to life.

[forthewen]

[nods]

Simple enough.

[rorrim]

[for some people, anyway]

Some of the games could get pretty harsh and we'd get punished for not following the rules. So it's better to keep a ear open and pay attention. It could literally save your life.

[forthewen]

I'm more concerned for the life of others...

[rorrim]

[inclines his head]

That too.

[forthewen]

[s-sigh...]

[rorrim]

[once you get turned into a sheet of glass in the name of breaking the rules it...warps your perspective, to say the least]

Sometimes, saving everyone isn't possible.