BUTTON PEOPLE

[toomuchyakking]

[ You've been kidnapped to... A well lit room with a one-way mirror wall. Through the mirror wall, you can a plain steel box, twelve feet by twelve feet, with nothing interesting on it save a steel table covered in boxes.

There are no doors, and no windows. Everything reflects the halogen lighting. There are people inside, and you can hear them.

You're not alone in here, and somehow, you have an innate understanding of the rules... ]

Comments

[denotes]

Is that so?

[primetimehero]

. . . . I, uh, not enough information to say for sure.

[denotes]

. . all the Runners I've ever known pull this shit just for the hell of it. They make rules just to break 'em.

[primetimehero]

Cheaters.

[ makes a noise of frustration and also distress ]

--so what now?

[denotes]

Press the button? Die?

[primetimehero]

We can't press the button what will pressing the button even do!?

[denotes]

Show how many they've fucked up?

[primetimehero]

You're telling me that only shows up if we press the button!?

[denotes]

You wanna try a round without it?

[primetimehero]

That shouldn't be as hard of a question to answer as it is!