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Who: Drama, anybody.
When: Day 1, Night
Where: Drama
What: PILLOWFORT

[ What happens when you allow a former Teal access to blankets, pillows, and mattresses?

FORTS. FORTS HAPPEN.

Which is to say: Coco has transformed her room into a den of cosiness, and if you're team, a friend of the team, or a friend of a friend of the team, you're (probably) welcome to crawl in and make yourself at home. ]

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[sadly, she doesn't quite respond

she's breathing, but it's very shallow and rapid, her eyes are unfocused now, and she's clutching her head and looks absolutely terrified...]

. . . Nightingale.

[he reaches out to touch her shoulder]

[She reflexively recoils from the touch, but it's enough to get her to focus, pulling her back to reality enough to try to calm herself]

What- You? I'm- I'm okay, just- Hold on, I'll...

[he draws his hand back, but gestures to the kitchen]

Come sit down, you don't look okay at all.

[she's about to protest that she's okay, but she stops herself, knowing that there's no way anyone would possibly buy that now

her breathing is still rough and shallow, and she's shaking as she walks, with a hand against the wall to support herself as she goes.]

... Thanks. And, sorry.

[he shakes his head, a hand almost hovering as she walks down the hall]

I'm sorry for bringing it up.

I was the one who asked about games. I didn't think- I should have realized if this game is being repeated, a lot of them would, but...

. . . but?

... It never occurred to me. I didn't want to think about it at all.

. . . I doubt anyone wants to think about it. Or that other people have had to go through it.

[Nods.]

Did the one who ran yours... ever get what was coming to them?

Trickster? He did.

Good. Nyssa will too, eventually.

I hope so. No one should have to go through those games.

No one should, but...

[Lol how many of us here have]

You have to wonder how they all get the idea to run those games . . .

I've thought about it, but all the answers I come up with I decided I'd rather not consider.

. . . still, it's worth wondering about. Even if the answer isn't something any of us want to hear.

...

You said you were the last group in Sabra. So there were ones before you.

Mmm. I couldn't say how many.

... At Kyriakos... Even the Echoes lost their memories, too.

But what if one of them was a survivor of those earlier groups? Or knew one, and had heard what happened?

But . . . [he frowns, considering it] The Echos aren't gods?

No. Or so we're told. They're people whose worlds were destroyed, just like us.

They have god-like power, now, but in exchange, it seems like they can't ever get their memories back.

That's . . . huh. That's a possibility, if they know about those games - especially ones like this one and - the other one. Can you tell me about some of the other games they've ran?

She ran games before I arrived. Sparrow can tell you about those, if you ask, I think.

[Leans back, closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath.]

... At the time of the first game of hers I attended, there were only six teams. We were given a vase that represented each team, and a bunch of gems. Twelve obsidian gems, that were an attack. Six sapphire gems, they were a defense. And two crystals- if you played those against a team that attacked you, it would reflect the damage back to them, weakening it by half. All obsidians had to be played. At my suggestion, we played everything on ourselves, attack and defense alike. It didn't negate everything, but we survived, injured.

Another, she had-- had a teammate of ours have to face off against some sort of monster made out of the parts of themselves they were repressing. Called it their "secret heart". I don't know what the conditions for victory were, but we won.

Then, she did that--

[She's going tense again.]

That one, and Sparrow didn't come back...

Then, she ran this game we're playing here, but I've told you the variations on that one.

That's all she's ran so far that I've been there for.