Tarot memory share [Phoenix]

[guillotineroom]

The room you enter this time is an ostentatious fortune tellers tent. Colourful silks drape the walls with intricate golden constellations embroidered on the ceiling. Various crystals, candles, magic 8 balls, and other superstitious sundries are scattered throughout the tent.

In the centre of the room is a table with ten chairs around it, and three cards laid out for you:

HIEROPHANT, STRENGTH, SUN

[ RULES | TURN-IN ]

Comments

[gunmettle]

Shut up! Or I'm gonna... I'm gonna dump you in the nearest trash can!

[retroductions]

You're going to what?

[The ridiculous of it affects even Sholmes. He laughs again.]

By all means! I dare you!

[HE DARES HIM]

[gunmettle]

[ FINE. Without warning, he will scoop Sholmes up and dunk him in the nearest trashcan. Does their fortune teller’s tent have a trash can? It does now, and Sholmes is in it. ]

[retroductions]

Ah-!

[He starts, as though he hadn't just asked for it. Not that there's much he can do when he's picked up like a couple of grapes with such ease and deposited straight into the trash can(?), crumpled in like refuse.

Will a teammate help him? Probably not, he deserves this.]