[You eat, and feel your guts turn. There’s a sudden biting cramp, a need in the pit of your stomach — hunger. Hunger for flesh, hunger for blood; it doesn’t matter whose. Your instincts tell you that just a few good mouthfuls will be enough to let you keep your mind, though it won’t rid you of the cravings completely. The longer you try to resist, the more difficult it becomes … if you’re particularly stubborn, you might last until the start of the fourth round before the need to bite and tear and EAT utterly consumes you.]
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[ C-closing her eyes and eating it immediately GETTING IT OVER WITH OH MY GOD ahhhhhh god oh ew no no wrong bad ]
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Eughhhhhh....
[ GOD she wasn't going to turn it down and potentially hurt the whole team but. eugh. awful. bad bad wrong. ]
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[ give her a second ]
I...no, I'm... [ ewwwww ] Hungry.
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You might... want to step back a little there, mate.
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As if...I wanted to eat people. [ SHE SOUNDS REALLY FREAKED OUT THAT'S REALLY TERRIBLE ]
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I am very muscular, so I think I would be difficult to consume - it would take some time. Would you like one of my arms?
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well that's mildly concerning ]
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Smiling despite that. ] Ah-- I will be fine, truly. I promise.
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Those words are very ominous in this sort of context, you know. Ironic echoes and all.
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