twosome | more samples/practice

thegames canon notebook scribbles. For easier distinguishing between the two, I will be using their canon font colors-- icly, it's all written in the same ink.

Caliborn has found a small notebook-- pocket sized, moderately thick-- and a generic black pen.

SIS.

I HAVE A FEW FuCKING QuESTIONS. FOR YOu.

WHERE DID YOu END uP BRINGING uS. HOW DID WE GET HERE. AND. WHY DO THESE PEOPLE KNOW THINGS. I'M SITTING IN LIKE. THIS ROOM WITH SOME HuMANS WATCHING.

THEY SAID MAYBE. ONE OR TWO WORDS TO ME?? ONE OF WHICH. IS MY MOTHER FuCKING NAME.

YOu BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION. FOR THIS BLATANT DISREGARD. AND DISRESPECT. FOR THE RuLES.

Calliope finds herself laying at an uncomfortable angle when she wakes up next.

oh, come on. sUrely yoU don't think i've broken oUr rUles! i woUld sooner break both of oUr legs.

it's likely very obvioUs to these mysterioUs strangers that something is odd or Up, thanks to oUr taking a nap and oUr demeanor changing entirely.

i woUld like to blame yoU entirely for that. however, i also have an UnfortUnate hand in it. u~u

bUt as for oUr names, i'm honestly as bewildered as yoU are! there is nothing that i coUld have done to give that away, and i trUst that the same is trUe for yoU.

THEY'RE WATCHING. I THINK. THEY'RE GETTING FED uP WITH uS TAKING NAPS?? SuRE. THE NAPS ONLY LAST ABOuT. FIVE SHITTY SECONDS. BuT THEY DON'T LIKE IT.

I THINK WE'RE BORING THEM.

ISN'T THAT A GOD DAMNED SHAME?? WE AREN'T HERE. TO ENTERTAIN THESE MORONS. I'M GOING TO TALK TO THEM.

WELL. THEY KNOW OuR NAMES. AND. SOME OTHER STuFF TOO. IT'S NOT EVERYTHING. JuST ASK THEM YOuRSELF. BuT THERE'S NO DOuBT. JuST BY THEM *SEEING* uS. THE SECRECY CLAuSE HAS BEEN VIOLATED.

i've spoken with them myself. the sitUation is graver than i thoUght. we are captive in a more active way than we were at home. we are actUally here to entertain them.

qUickly, cal. what shoUld we tell them? oUr secrecy has trUly been pUnctUred, and i'm not sUre it's worth keeping Up to sUch a degree with these people.

i am also assUming that yoU've been told aboUt the game we are here to play.

HELL FuCKING YES I HAVE. I AM SO GuNNED uP. FOR THAT SHIT. THE TROPHY?? MINE. ALL MINE. I AM PuTTING DIBS DOWN FOR IT THIS SECOND. IT'S FOR MY OWN ENJOYMENT. NOT THEIRS. THAT I WILL COOPERATE.

I DON'T LIKE IT. BuT IT'S NECESSARY. IN A SITuATION LIKE THIS. SO. WITH THAT AGREED. I SuGGEST WE TELL ONLY WHAT WE ABSOLuTELY HAVE TO.

TO BOTH THESE PEOPLE. AND OuR COMPETITION.

what seems to be necessary:

oUr names.
oUr sharing a body.
nothing else.

agreed? ^u^

uGH. AGREED.

well, with that settled, i will inform them of what is necessary, and dodge any other qUestions.

with that done, i believe it's oUr tUrn to go into the arena.

i will attempt to keep hold of this notebook so we have some sort of commUnication back and forth. jUst to, so to speak, keep Us on the same page.