sharp, agonizing pain shoots up through her arm, and straight into her head. shadows seep out of the hood and the robe, unfurling off gluttony. they swallow most of the light. a sharp-toothed mouth smiles at her from beneath the hood. her head pounds.
she can see the words shape in her mind. Extra Serving.]
No one can tell you not to go back for more; you are a greedy little piggy now. You will be able to cast two votes in the next trial instead of only one.
[the shadows quiver and fade, and the pain slowly leaves her. in her phone, she'll find the name of what she's received, "extra serving," and the note, You can put in one additional trial vote because no one can stop you from getting seconds.]
thank god they fixed her yaoihand, because she's clutching at her head with the hand that isn't being gripped by theirs and imagining that with the too-large hand is killing me. but she doesn't scream. she's done enough screaming today, thanks.
she does gasp a little, trying to catch her breath, once it's over, though.]
...just... the next trial? Or, the next trial I vote in?
My gift to you will last two weeks from this day. So you have two potential trials you may use it in, if those trials happen. After this time, the gift will fade whether you have used it, or not.
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[they straighten back up.]
Was it worth it?
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she doesn't even need to think about this answer.]
Yes. If not today, then I would have attempted it next week, anyway.
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[and, well. today sure was A Thing.]
I probably would have asked some of you about how to beat a robot...
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Would you like something to replace it with?
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[it'd be silly to say no, honestly...]
Yes, I would. If that would be okay.
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Very well.
[they hold out a gloved hand, palm up.]
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sharp, agonizing pain shoots up through her arm, and straight into her head. shadows seep out of the hood and the robe, unfurling off gluttony. they swallow most of the light. a sharp-toothed mouth smiles at her from beneath the hood. her head pounds.
she can see the words shape in her mind. Extra Serving.]
No one can tell you not to go back for more; you are a greedy little piggy now. You will be able to cast two votes in the next trial instead of only one.
[the shadows quiver and fade, and the pain slowly leaves her. in her phone, she'll find the name of what she's received, "extra serving," and the note, You can put in one additional trial vote because no one can stop you from getting seconds.]
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thank god they fixed her yaoihand, because she's clutching at her head with the hand that isn't being gripped by theirs and imagining that with the too-large hand is killing me. but she doesn't scream. she's done enough screaming today, thanks.
she does gasp a little, trying to catch her breath, once it's over, though.]
...just... the next trial? Or, the next trial I vote in?
[can she save it for later?]
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My gift to you will last two weeks from this day. So you have two potential trials you may use it in, if those trials happen. After this time, the gift will fade whether you have used it, or not.
The choice is yours.
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I hope to make good use of it. Thank you, Gluttony.