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thefoundation2019-02-09 04:39 am
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MOCK ROUND INTRO LOG
Welcome to
This game is just a trial run, but please do not think you can sleep through this. The Witch fully intends to put the system through its paces, so please put up a good fight.
The difficulty level depends on you. Think deeply on your moves during this short play time.
You wake with a start - even if you don't remember falling asleep in the first place - and find yourself standing on the dock of what looks like an island. There's a noise behind you - and if you turn to look, you'll see a plain white boat taking off and leaving you all behind, not stopping for a second if you try to flag them down or scream at them.
It doesn't look like you can swim to shore, either - there's nothing but sea in all directions, and something tells you trying to swim out will end up badly. However, a small dip, if you were so inclined, would be fine. It's not like the weather is bad for it - it feels like it's summer, despite whatever it was when you laid eyes on the envelope.
...Speaking of, Every last one of you have an envelope in your hands, with a gold letter 'L' on it. It's the same letter you were reading before you 'woke' up here, after all. More than that, those of you who had supernatural or magical abilities will feel...strange, as if your abilities are being forcibly blocked. Try as you might, you just can't use them - though all of your physical abilities are intact, of course.
If you decide to head up the path, you'll find Goat....men? waiting for you near the doors to the mansion. Despite their bright red eyes, they merely bow politely and wordlessly bring you into the mansion, showing you your rooms and then stating that they will prepare food for you or anything else you should need whenever you want, in surprisingly deep voices.
As they leave, you can't help but wonder...
What did you just get yourself into?
Mock Round Calendar!
The taken page still requires a little coding, but it should be done by sometime today.
Thank you for your patience!
It doesn't look like you can swim to shore, either - there's nothing but sea in all directions, and something tells you trying to swim out will end up badly. However, a small dip, if you were so inclined, would be fine. It's not like the weather is bad for it - it feels like it's summer, despite whatever it was when you laid eyes on the envelope.
...Speaking of, Every last one of you have an envelope in your hands, with a gold letter 'L' on it. It's the same letter you were reading before you 'woke' up here, after all. More than that, those of you who had supernatural or magical abilities will feel...strange, as if your abilities are being forcibly blocked. Try as you might, you just can't use them - though all of your physical abilities are intact, of course.
If you decide to head up the path, you'll find Goat....men? waiting for you near the doors to the mansion. Despite their bright red eyes, they merely bow politely and wordlessly bring you into the mansion, showing you your rooms and then stating that they will prepare food for you or anything else you should need whenever you want, in surprisingly deep voices.
As they leave, you can't help but wonder...
What did you just get yourself into?
Mock Round Calendar!
The taken page still requires a little coding, but it should be done by sometime today.
Thank you for your patience!
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[ Sounds like she's a big-shot then. At least, something like that. ]
And who are your flowers, then? Your family?
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[So yes, she's kind of a big shot.
In an oddly specific sort of way.]
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[ She may have gotten in just a bit over her head with this one. ]
Sounds like a tough gig.
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It is natural, and what I was made for.
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[ Some kind of royalty, maybe? An heiress? ]
You don't think that's a little extreme?
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Extreme? What is?
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[ It's not the first choice of words that would come to mind. Chitoge has circumstances of her own, but she'd hardly call the position she's been put into something she was "made for".
She crosses her arms, and the red ribbon atop her head flutters, just a touch. ]
I dunno. You don't feel like your worth goes beyond that, or something?
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Oops.]
Oh, I see. No, I think my worth is clear.
[A little sweeping gesture to herself.]
I am a robot created to tend to life, and to save it. Does that help?
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[ But she looks so real! Sure, Chitoge's read in the news every now and again that they're doing some kind of walking talking robot stuff, but technology like that is so far behind that something like the girl in front of her seems like a pipe dream. ]
Witches, goat gardeners, and robots, all in one day?! This has gotta be some kinda weird-ass dream, right? Note to self for when I wake up, no more chocolate for dessert after a big bowl of miso ramen..!
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[Witchy space-time shenanigans sure are a trip, even for robots. Also yes, the androids dream, and perhaps they dream of electric goats?]
And of course, I don't have food to blame it on.