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testingphase) wrote2012-07-13 05:52 pm
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Experiment 10 - Zeta
[ The elevators do not take you up to your living area. Rather, they take you DOWN, to a small room with three white walls, and one that is a thick, translucent plastic. There appears to be a chute of some sort behind the plastic wall. ]
Now, in order to determine how well you know each other, we're going to see which teams are the most popular. The rules are simple:
* At the end of the test, each team will suffer an attack. Each attack will kill about half of everyone present.
* You may choose one team (other than your own) to defend from this attack. A team that is defended will not be harmed.
* If you wish to defend yourself instead of another team, you must choose a team to attack.
* You may not refuse to choose.
Now, in order to determine how well you know each other, we're going to see which teams are the most popular. The rules are simple:
* At the end of the test, each team will suffer an attack. Each attack will kill about half of everyone present.
* You may choose one team (other than your own) to defend from this attack. A team that is defended will not be harmed.
* If you wish to defend yourself instead of another team, you must choose a team to attack.
* You may not refuse to choose.
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People are going to die. I won't let you be the reason.
[and yes, he totally went to hit Elliot for considering it, looks to Lafiel] I'll do it.
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Who's going to be 'front-line'? I'll take it that'll be us two again. The AI says we're not going to get weapons, so we're probably just going to be meat-shields.
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You've still done well, whether that's down to luck or not. I say we link arms and stand tall.
[as an f-u to GLaDOS. not that she'll care, but it's the little things~]
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A new clone might help me get a decent amount of sleep for once, anyway.
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Like hell I'm letting you! [grabs his arm]
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Elliot! Knock it off!
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Dammit Leo!
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And why would I let you either!?
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ooc: apparently, i have an icon for anything
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...
[daggers. she's looking between you both with them in her eyes]
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. . .
[looks down a little embarrassed]
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[yeah, he got that hint, too. sighs, and once he's settled, drops back down next to Elliot, bumping his shoulder in apology]
... We can't get out of this room, can we?
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