4. You open the door and find yourself inside an Applebee's. That's it. That's the prompt. You can't leave until you have finished a dish from their menu. Once you're done, you find yourself back in the hallway. Only four minutes have passed.
[ ...he's half expecting a gun to show up at the table, if only because he's seated with bradley. just absolutely prepared for a life-or-death round of boneless chicken wings. ]
So... North Country. Tell me more about it. Do you have any games that don't involve uncertain death? What's the food there like?
[ he opens up the menu, expecting something sinister... but no. it's just a normal menu...? ]
[ sylvain snorts ] I'll believe it when I see it. Out of these doors, which one's been your favorite so far? [ new litmus test just dropped!! ]
Huh, sounds even colder up there than in Gautier. We can't grow much, but we're not entirely frozen. —But hey, looks like there's fried chicken right here.
[ chimken tendies... in the meantime, sylvain will order fish and chips for himself. ]
Haven't seen a gun so far. Get good at guessin' who you're with.
It can also shoot regular bullets. [It's a gun? It uses bullets.] Depends on what I want 'em to do. Magical reinforcement, paralyzing, sealing, whatever I wanna use it for.
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So... North Country. Tell me more about it. Do you have any games that don't involve uncertain death? What's the food there like?
[ he opens up the menu, expecting something sinister... but no. it's just a normal menu...? ]
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The gun would be preferable, but this isn't terrible.]
Some of them involve certain death.
Eh... Whatever you can catch. Deadly monsters, fish, mutated fish, y'know. Can't be too picky there.
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oR GUNS! ]
All I'm hearing is, you people don't know how to have a good time.
[ or maybe there is none to be had, listening to that list of dinner options. he stops in the middle of the menu to stare at him. ]
What kinda world do you live in, again...? No cows? Chickens? [ pheasant or boar...??? ]
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[Northern wizard "good time" is so questionable.]
Yeah, but ya gotta steal that from somewhere further south. It's frozen and blizzards up North. Fried chicken's my favorite.
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Huh, sounds even colder up there than in Gautier. We can't grow much, but we're not entirely frozen. —But hey, looks like there's fried chicken right here.
[ chimken tendies... in the meantime, sylvain will order fish and chips for himself. ]
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Double crunch bone in. Nero's is better, but I'll take it for now.
The North is harsh. It's where powerful wizards go to fight for territory and prove themselves.
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20 questions? Aren't I doing that now? [ ha, ha... im sorry mira that's what this is, with a side of applebees ] I've got at least 15 more for you.
Nero, for one. Is that a friend of yours? [ "friend," he asks, during this month of pride, ]
What do you even mean by wizards? What kind of wizard even uses a gun?
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I'll be here as long as the food is.
Nero's my partner. [With the distinct cadence of husband.]
A wizard is anybody who's able to use magic. Me. I use my rifle to channel my spells.
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...Oh. [ oh! they're an item. duly noted. also noted that he should talk fast. ]
I... see. So the projectiles you use are something like magic bullets? What kinda effects do they have?
[ in the bg, there are sizzling noises in the kitchen as their orders are prepared... mmm... deep fried... ]
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It can also shoot regular bullets. [It's a gun? It uses bullets.] Depends on what I want 'em to do. Magical reinforcement, paralyzing, sealing, whatever I wanna use it for.
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Sounds pretty handy. [ and terrible. ]
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[Magic good!
Deeply unrestrained.]
Ya got magic where you're at?
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[ their food arrives... pls pretend sylvain explains magic theory to bradley while he begins to dig into his plate. ]
Magic is channeled using tomes and staves and such. No guns where I'm from, though. [ to bradley's disappointment, he imagines ]
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[Both are fine. Bradley will eat his chicken, but he will not touch his celery.]
Oz uses a staff, 'n the prince uses a tome, but it's really whatever works.
No guns at all? What d'ya got? Bows and arrows?
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sylvain, meanwhile, ignores the fries... he really just wanted to eat some fish. he's had 2 weeks worth of potatoes before arriving here. ]
Yeah. Bows, swords, axes, the like.
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you'd have to kill him first.
They have to eat the whole meal before they can get out of here.
They're trapped.]
We got swords. 's what most soldiers use.
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sylvain looks at him curiously ]
How come they don't use guns?
[ monch monch monch ]
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[idk man, maybe ammo is more expensive than a singular sword.
Bradley has never tried to steal the finances of the royal guard.]
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they find themselves back in the hallway.
thank god.... they live to see another day... ]