[ she'll maybe notice all of that stuff in like ~20 minutes or so
because the moment she feels any kind of touch around her throat, especially one she can't immediately yank away from, she just. straight up has a violent panic attack. it's cool. it's fun.
... but when she's (kinda) worked her way through the hyperventilation and (mostly) doesn't feel like she's at risk of up-chucking or fainting, she stumbles up to her feet and goes to examine the chain in more detail. ]
It looks to be a view out onto a lovely rose garden. There seems to a forest not too far away, and there are, just barely, hints of a beach down a trail beyond the rose garden. The windows are firmly locked, but upon touching the windows, you get a feeling of optimism. You should be at the beach with the others right now while the weather's nice, but you're still stuck in this room... hm...
You also have the strong feeling you can usurp this truth with your own red or blue truth.
You instinctively know that a red truth is objective and undeniable.
You instinctively know that a blue truth is more malleable, theoretical but must operate within the boundaries set by red truths.
[ Rubs her throat, cringing at the feeling of the collar -
... Oh. Her pendant. Maybe ...
She doesn't need to be able to open a door or window if she can see where she wants to be. She WANTS to be down in that garden. AND SO - she attempts to teleport. ]
... see, the problem with doing that in a heart of a person who magic has trouble locking onto... is that you can tell that the teleportation device wants to yeet you somewhere, but ultimately just kind of slams you up against the wall.
The Game Master guarantees there is only one exit from this room.
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because the moment she feels any kind of touch around her throat, especially one she can't immediately yank away from, she just. straight up has a violent panic attack. it's cool. it's fun.
... but when she's (kinda) worked her way through the hyperventilation and (mostly) doesn't feel like she's at risk of up-chucking or fainting, she stumbles up to her feet and goes to examine the chain in more detail. ]
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You also have the strong feeling you can usurp this truth with your own red or blue truth.
You instinctively know that a red truth is objective and undeniable.
You instinctively know that a blue truth is more malleable, theoretical but must operate within the boundaries set by red truths.
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Are you seriously expecting me to work out a logic puzzle escape room after giving me a panic attack? Jesus.
[ a panic attack she's still low-key buzzing with. buzzing will continue until collar is removed. ]
[ ... Does the window open. She's going to try. ]
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Almost as if in answer to your question, the laughter echoes in the room.
The window does not open! It's nice and firmly shut.
The windows are purposefully locked to keep people from climbing out a second story window and hurting themselves.
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[ grumbles ]
The window is locked, but glass is always breakable. [ Picks up that nightstand :|a
YEETS IT AT THE WINDOW ]
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Oh, no, wait. It just bounces off the window ineffectively and clatters to the floor still in one piece.
[ahaha.wav]
The Game Master guarantees that the window cannot be broken.
This room is perfectly sturdy with no damage, and there is only one exit.
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[ Rubs her throat, cringing at the feeling of the collar -
... Oh. Her pendant. Maybe ...
She doesn't need to be able to open a door or window if she can see where she wants to be. She WANTS to be down in that garden. AND SO - she attempts to teleport. ]
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The Game Master guarantees there is only one exit from this room.
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maybe she'll just lay here for a minute. ow.
ow.
ok. up again. back to the door, squinting at it. ]
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1/3
squints at it ]
no subject
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