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thefoundation2019-02-23 11:42 am
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MOCK ROUND - WEEK 2 TRIAL
It was noon on Friday.
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards the world they'd experienced once before. 🗈
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards the world they'd experienced once before. 🗈
Perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
Their forms, just like before, were different now. This was less shocking than it was last time, and yet...
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
Only this time....this was the last time they would be competing. This was the final week...and the final chance they had at securing their wishes - while denying someone theirs.
...Just a little more to go.
Their forms, just like before, were different now. This was less shocking than it was last time, and yet...
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
Only this time....this was the last time they would be competing. This was the final week...and the final chance they had at securing their wishes - while denying someone theirs.
...Just a little more to go.

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[Seriously.]
I went by the garden shed after you, Jack, and I searched my room. The ground right outside was wet and muddied, and there was... I think it was a human's footprint? No shoes. Weird... Indent in the ground... I checked the inside but found nothing except a bucket full of water and a dented trowel... Not sure if that last thing was actually used, but still.
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[Don't sound so disappointed, Takashi]
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[And a useful one! Important.]
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... Then, after a moment: ]
Speaking of footprints, that Erika girl asked to see everyone else's feet, right? Did anyone ever see hers?
[ In fact. . . ]
Isn't it weird that she stayed hidden only until it was time for her to come out and play the Super Helpful detective?
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[ That's just his take on it, anyway.
Also ig he's standing here wearing a black blindfold and black leather coat now, it's fine. ]
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[ Hah. ]
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Well, enjoy this guy who looks a lot like Roxas? But, uh... ]
Nice outfit.
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Hey, can you even see through that?
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[You would know, wouldn't you, Luna.]
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[ . . . ]
What do hobbies have to do with that?
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