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[dimanibussacrum]

[Finally, after weeks of planning and construction, Castor and Morrolan, are standing at the start of their brand new OBSTACLE COURSE in a clearing in the woods, near the lake. Which just seems like it's a path in the dirt going by a few zombies. Totally harmless, right?]

Ahh, I've been waiting for this.

[[We'll be slow--also, please ping or

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[halfcocked]

[POPS UP] Whatcha doing?

[dimanibussacrum]

Ah, Devit-kun. Just a training exercise of sorts.

[halfcocked]

. . . What's it do? For Ribbons? And Potato?

[dimanibussacrum]

It's like a test, to see how they'll do in the field.

It is intended to be somewhat competitive.

[halfcocked]

Competition, huh? They'll be against each other?

[dimanibussacrum]

Why don't you stay and see?

[halfcocked]

I will, I will! I'm interested now!

[dimanibussacrum]

I'm glad to hear it.

[halfcocked]

It's gonna kick their asses, isn't it.

[dimanibussacrum]

That would be telling.

[halfcocked]

You're kind of a bastard, aren't you? ♫

[dimanibussacrum]

I prefer to think of it as thorough.

[halfcocked]

You really are like an older Ribbons . . .

[dimanibussacrum]

I suppose we have a good deal in common.

[halfcocked]

We'll see how good he is!

[dimanibussacrum]

He's passed his practical, so this should be just a refresher.