[ The screen shuts off in front of you. It's like you've watched these events replay a thousand times, looking for that seam. Which one, of an infinite amount of decisions you could've made differently to reach a different conclusion.
You are alone in this strange and empty room. There is only an ambient light where you are, and a chair like a throne behind you, waiting to be seated upon.
[ okay well he is just going to collapse on the ground. not even on the chair. on the ground. and he is putting his head in his hands and he is staying like that forever.
[ god are you there it's me jolyne fuck you. anyways. this is... this is exhausting. she is exhausted. what was the right answer? every way you look at it, every angle, every shape. she just stares at the screen for a long time before turning to look at the throne reflected behind them.
the silence is deafening, even in her own head. she stares downwards, curling her fingers into her palms until nails bite into skin.
f.f. ... are you there?
hung...?
hana?
she just shoves her faces into her palms and in her frustration and fear and rage, she screams into them. ]
[ ... reluctantly drags his fucking body up on the chair for the sake of finishing this cyoa but just so you know he would, in theory, ignore the chair for HOURS in his current state of DESPAIR ]
[ man depression. gazing at that chair for a very long moment before hauling ass reluctantly into it and just. flopping down and wiping her face angrily. ]
[ The lights flash on dimly as soon as they sit down, and the screen behind them turns back on in a display of bright and pretty colours. Everything in this room looks distorted and green, like looking in through a muddy fishbowl. Jaunty music plays, and a shadowy figure manifests near the podium to announce the event. The voice is completely deadpan and devoid of any life.
Host
Welcome to the quiz show, FAITH TO FACE.
Our contestant will play the final game,
the ULTIMATE 50/50.
The first question blasts, and you have six seconds to answer. An ominous doom sounds like your heartbeat. ]
NIHILIST'S INDECISION
You are alone in this strange and empty room. There is only an ambient light where you are, and a chair like a throne behind you, waiting to be seated upon.
The other two are not here. You are without AI.
You are completely alone. ]
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the silence is deafening, even in her own head. she stares downwards, curling her fingers into her palms until nails bite into skin.
f.f. ... are you there?
hung...?
hana?
she just shoves her faces into her palms and in her frustration and fear and rage, she screams into them. ]
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It's quiet, and not a single soul is here. The chair remains waiting for Ace and Jolyne. Lillium finds that it is a HELLA comfortable chair. Nice. ]
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Our contestant will play the final game,
the ULTIMATE 50/50.
The first question blasts, and you have six seconds to answer. An ominous doom sounds like your heartbeat. ]
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If you had to choose between real food that tasted like shit, or shit that tasted like real food, which would you pick?
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just kill him. this would be less painful. ]
... Food that tastes like shit, obviously.
[ that's just a devil fruit baby. ]
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Food that tastes like shit.
[ full stop. ]
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If you had to choose between your family and friends dying, which would you save?
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Family.
[ um jokes on you the concept of one piece says that all his friends are nakama and thus his family
(but uh yea sorry luffy is above everyone in the world on the scale) ]
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Family.
[ - mood. my entire prison family........ ]
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[ It's complicated, but ultimately that's the quickest answer. ]
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If you could only choose between having your ideal person, or living your ideal life, which would you choose?
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[ what's an ideal life, when all he's ever wanted to know was if he should even have one at all? lol. lmao. etc. ]
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Ideal person.
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[ he is fine with being alone, honestly. ]
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If you could redo your past, forget it, and start anew... would you?
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CONGRATULATIONS & REWARDS