[On screen, the little figures frozen in place begin to move... slowly, cautiously lowering their weapons at the same time. They're just little figurines, no expressions, stiff limbs, but there's still the sense they're keeping careful eyes on each other to match movements until each gun is at the side of both.
Then Miss Red lifts hers and shoots Mr Blue in the head without warning, almost too fast to process. The screen goes dark, becoming the idea of a blackboard again, and the shadow tsks.]
Awww, what a shame... Just goes to show, you really can't trust anyone these days. Full marks! Brilliant answer! Sure isn't nice.
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Then Miss Red lifts hers and shoots Mr Blue in the head without warning, almost too fast to process. The screen goes dark, becoming the idea of a blackboard again, and the shadow tsks.]
Awww, what a shame... Just goes to show, you really can't trust anyone these days. Full marks! Brilliant answer! Sure isn't nice.