Fawn
[The Alchemist’s Apprentice claps her hands and divides everyone into their teams. Then curtains fall around each group, completely cutting off all noise from the outside, as a piece of paper falls into the middle of the group, your prompt written on it. Right after the paper, a good dozen boxes full of every kind of costume you could want for this production follows, including team uniforms of the other teams, costumes to dress like the portraits, silly props, and anything else that you may think you need.]
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Excellent.
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I'll just play myself. [pulling out more stuff] I think I should storm off because I refuse to sacrifice myself, don't you? And then Sage is the only team left.
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[hands her a sword]
It's made of rubber, so you can fall on it at the end, and I'll throw the curtains down.
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[grabbing some ridiculous feather boas in multiple colours and winding them through the frame, so it looks like it has something in the middle.]
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[pulling off the viking helmet, yanking a sage-colored shirt over her head, and putting the helmet back on. A+ preparation]
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... Right. Okay, well, we can work with that. I'm great at improv.
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You can have it so Sage doesn't realise until it's almost too late, if you still want to get that sword ready.
All right. Let's begin.