The Game

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Thinking about rehearsal and have a song stuck in my head, so why not do a prompt with 'full Disclosure' from the Adams Family Musical?

And because I haven't done Werwolves yet, why not?

Full Disclosure:

It's a game where you drink part of a potion and have to tell a secret that you haven't told anyone. Once the game starts it can't stop until everyone has gone, because like in the script for it (or at least the version I'm doing-) people die if they don't finish the game.

Prompt:

SBI drag Tommy into their mansion one night to play Full Disclosure. Tommy has never played it, but he heard from the trio that it's a fun game so he's excited. Even if it was a full moon he trusted his friends and is confident that their place will be safe for him.

When he arrives it's a bit creepy. He's rushed to a table to play the game and they explain how to play. Basically: drink from chalice, tell secret, say 'Full Disclosure'

He was hesitant to play, but after Wilbur and Techno went, he was ready to go. He said how he used to be a street kid and that they are the closest thing he has to family.He could hear Wilbur coo, and Techno had a small smile on his face.

Philza smiled at that, then took a sip from the chalice and said, 'Tommy, your not going to leave. Full Disclosure.'

Tommy panicked at that, and before he could move Techno and Wilbur and stood up and stopped him from moving, locking the door to stop him from leaving.

Slowly the trio slowly turned into werewolves. Their cloths ripped apart as their body rearranged themselves into the ones of wolves. Furr grew out everywhere on them, Phil having a light brown coat, Wilbur with a brownish hazel one, and Techno had reddish brown fur.

The three wolves stoped him before he could try to escape, cornering him with not exits. Tommy started rethinking everything. Where they even his friends? Was this just a sick game, playing with their food? Why did he trust them? Whywhywhy?!

The wolf that used to be Phil slowly nudged at his shoulder, moving the cloth around it before biting into his skin.

Tommy screamed. The pain of the sharp teeth tearing into his skin burned. This was it. He was going to die. He looked at the wolves one last time, seeing see an emotion in their eyes. They were proud.

The pride in the three wolves who used to be his friends was the last thing he saw before he blacked out.

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