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[center][h1][color=limegreen]Elizabeth Flame[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=limegreen]Living Room -> Danger Room
Skills: N/A
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	As they gathered around, ready to start the game, Elizabeth found herself smiling. This would be exciting, she thought. She'd been starting to get bored with a "normal" life of DnD and gardening, so this was just what she needed, a game tailored to adventure. Death, in her mind, wasn't particularly a possibility given the regular invincibility of youth and the powers she had. That was, up until the first card was pulled. She found screaming, overtaken by fear. Clutching herself, she closed her eyes, paralyzed at the swarm of insects before her. She hated bugs so fucking much, and these were worse than anything she'd seen before.

	Without really thinking, she knew she was given a place to run, and that was exactly what she was going to do. She couldn't be around these, their eyes, they [i]skin[/i] it all squicked her out too much. So her feet moved her towards the Danger Room, moving faster than she knew she was able, her heart almost pounding out of her chest. She felt sick, and her skin was clammy, as she threw herself into the room, covering her head and trying to keep herself from crying. This was some fresh hell straight out of a nightmare, and it threw her off balance in a really terrible way. As she breathed, she tried to calm herself down, but kept finding her hands shaking uncontrollably.