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SUN SIGN

You find yourselves in a surprisingly sterile room. It's entirely white, almost blindingly so. There are a few beanbag chairs to sit on, though perhaps not enough for your entire family. On one of the walls, there's a laminated poster of a wheel. At the center of the room is a table with a glass case on top. If you lift the case, you'll find a single red button. Behind a glass panel on the wall is a monitor that is currently off.

Curiously, it does not seem as though you can actually destroy anything in this room (save for a simple note by the button), regardless of how much you may try. The glass will never shatter. The poster cannot be torn into pieces. Furthermore, your blessings and powers are off and none of your personal belongings are actually on your person.

A simple note lays by the button on the table, a reminder of your directive: Will you push the button?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

No. That's very true.

[He sighs.]

Ideally, either everyone would press that button or no one would. But knowing the mix of personalities throughout the Families, I doubt such a perfect alignment will happen twice.

If you feel strongly about preserving the safety of those here, or if there is anyone else who is likewise not comfortable with taking this on, I am willing to concede. No one should be pressured into shouldering more than they are prepared to handle.

[He stares at the button a long moment.]

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGG WHY CAN'T WE JUST PUNCH IT OUT WITH THE OTHER FAMILY LIKE CIVILIZED FOLK

[Sorry Red's ears.

ANYWAY HE SITS DOWN, TAIL LASHING.]

Fine, we gotta figure somethin' else out for damage control though. Losing three times in a row in one Performance is too much fer me.

If you want, we could fight you for it.

All of us against you.

Bro.

I could take ya all with both hands and one leg tied behind my back.

On a field of purely physical combat, yes.

But upon the shores of the "tickle battle", you have far more vulnerabilities to cover.

[BACKING AWAY]

Maybe not.

[Taking half a step forward as he retreats.]

Are you sure? I would think it would make your concession far easier to bear if you felt our resolve through our actions.

NO CLOSER FIEND!

No you couldn't.

BOTH HANDS THEN!

[pats his arm...]

[WHY CANNOT JUST KICK SOMEONE ELSES ASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS]

[pat pat pat pat pat]

Sorry.

Eh, it's fine. Anyways, if somehow we're the only ones who lash out it's a fuckin' bad look.

Probably, yeah.

[...]

I feel like I should say, even if we had different opinions - I don't want you to get hurt either. I'm really sorry if that ends up happening.