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[impureheart]

It's been made clear that I'm not the only one who enjoys a good game here. Tell me, darlings, what sorts of games do you play best?

[ What sorts of games she's even talking about is questionable. Political games? Board games? Video games? She won't specify but she will take all answers. After all, it's good to find out just what sorts of things people are up to.

What sorts of games she prefers are clearly the ones she wins, if the fact that she's dressed in a bathing suit and appears to be leaning over the edge of a.. jacuzzi... with a glass of wine set next to it... has anything to say about that... ]

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[impureheart]

Talk to me again when you've had an eyeball ripped out of its socket while you're awake and still have two rounds to go. Whether you read it or not, if you willingly turned yourself in to this place I can only imagine that you've no idea what to expect.

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[knaving]

Did it ever occur to ya that maybe I want to die?

[ That wasn't the whole truth. In actuality he had been transferred to Wonderland, but it was really of little consequence in the end. His words were just another shallow attempt at putting a chip in her heart the same way he had shattered his. ]

[text]

[impureheart]

[ God she hated those words. That hurt her more than he knew. She didn't want him to feel that way. Not at all. But she couldn't break down at him and tell him that she was sorry here. Not over text and certainly not when she knew that he probably wouldn't forgive her. ]

Then you have really come to the wrong place. Darling, they don't let you die here.

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[knaving]

[ The thing was, he did know how much it would hurt. And he didn't care one bit. ]

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

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[impureheart]

There is no escaping this prison, Will. Not even that way.

If they make you put a knife through your heart and twist it, they have ways to make sure you wake up in a hospital bed the next day.

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[knaving]

You're a bloody loon. D'ya really think I'd believe something like that?

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[impureheart]

You're welcome to ask the others, but I'd advise you not to discount a nightmare only because you thought it could only a dream. Anything's possible in Wonderland, darling.

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[knaving]

[ His reply is slightly delayed, but it eventually comes. ]

We're done with this discussion.

[ He honestly couldn't stand to talk to her anymore, and it wasn't just because she was spouting some ridiculous stories. ]