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That's kind of inefficient, Beo.
Yeah. Dunno if it was just me that didn't get it.

We'll just assume everyone pressed 'play' for convenience. T'sall good.
Sorrry, Wit, but I seriously have zero idea what it is you just asked.
Yeah, Wayne, don't worry. That's the job of the narrator. You don't have to post until Beo does.
Apparently, the intimidation and fear option worked just fine. The good thing about being so tall was that people often assumed her to be stronger than she actually was. She recognized compliance in the man’s face, and deemed it safe to let go of his neck. She made sure to stand up completely straight, and crossed her arms, attempting to exude some kind of aura of authority and confidence. It was her usual work pose, and was something she perfected over the years.

She noticed the card and recorder before, but she brought them out to properly examine them. 'Judgement'. She had an inkling of what it meant and symbolized, but to her, it may as well have just been a random tarot card. Completely useless, and she didn’t care enough to find any personal meaning from it. She kept it with her anyway, there wasn’t enough information on the situation to get rid of it. It could be some kind of clue on what was happening.

Of course, she only then seemed to realize then that absolutely everything else in her pockets were gone. Her wallet and mobile phone were, obviously, gone. So was her watch. She suppressed a sigh – it would be a nuisance she would deal with when she was safe.

The man asked for what was happening, and then if she was going to kill him.

“Kill you?” she said, keeping the momentary confusion out from her voice. She thought for a second. “Only if you attack me again,” she said firmly. “But that’s not going to happen again, now, is it?” She stared directly in his eyes. “As for what is happening, I would honestly like to know more myself. But I will try to recap what I know.” It might have been an opportunity to twist the words of the ‘announcer’, but she didn’t know just how much of it he managed to hear in his burst of rage. “We have been kidnapped and told we must kill someone within 24 hours, or else a poison will take effect and eventually kill us. Do not believe anything that the voice said, at least not until we get some actual proof for it,” she quickly added to the end. “Until then, assume this is a kidnapping and a sadistic prank. Perhaps there is someone who wants revenge on us. I don’t know.” That was actually very likely.

“Here’s what we’re going to do. Listen carefully to everything I say from now on, and we’ll get out of this just fine. First of all, search the area, the voice claimed there would be something around here that would help us. While doing so, listen to the recording you’ve been given.” She brought out the recording, and began scanning the ground. “We then need to leave. Quickly. The voice claimed there are ‘beasts’ around. I’m not sure what type of animal that entails, but I sure don’t want to be around a dead deer for much longer. It’ll just attract them. Now search.” She pressed the play button, and went to searching the area.
Yeah, that's much more convenient. That's fine.
Shawn turned hi s head angrily to the man, who was responding to his loud outburst rather calmly, telling him exactly why what he was doing was incredibly stupid. He dare he try to tell him that he was doing something wrong?! It wasn’t like any of this was actually happening. ‘Beasts’, ha what a goddamn joke. ‘Kill someone within 24 hours’. It was the biggest crock of shit he had ever heard.

“How the fuck can you be so stupidly goddamn…” he trailed off as he realised what he was doing.

… What am I doing? Jesus, just how stupid am I? he thought bitterly. Getting all pissed off would solve nothing, and he realised that taking his anger out at a man who was trying his best to stay calm and pleasant hardly reflected himself well. He still didn’t believe everything that was happening, and still held hope that the person over the collar was just playing some incredibly stupid prank, but he was smart enough to realise that the situation was messed up either way. He rubbed his eyes, and took a deep breath. His words were still shaky, and took several seconds to come out, but it lacked his previous malice.

“I… uh, Shawn,” he paused, and took another deep breath. “I’m Shawn. It’s, um, nice to meet you, I guess.” He looked away, trying to hide his embarrassment, finding it difficult to look Rahj in the eyes. “Uh, sorry. About before. That was… that wasn't... I’m sorry.” He still avoided eye contact, and instead properly looked at his tarot card.

“’The Lovers’,” he almost laughed, but instead landed on a half-hearted, soul-less chuckle. He could at least appreciate the irony. “Better listen to the recording, then, huh? Amuse our benevolent captors and whatnot,” he said, voice laden with deadpan. He brought it out, and pressed the play button.
The black diamonds, as far as I know, are buildings which are scattered around the place. 'Fraid I don't know if he would be able to see it. That's our good ol' narrators job.
As you can blatantly tell, Penny is a skilled and highly experienced social worker helping with those with mental illness. Yes siree.
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