After shouting out the gameshow's name, Jori took in a deep breath.<span style="font-style: italic">Poor kid. Unless she likes being eaten. Then lucky kid. Heh. Still... if I intend to play on this, I must be fast to volunteer, and my intellect must be sharp as a samurai's sword-</span><br/>"Hey", interrupted Tory. "Kitty cat, that wolf's about to get nommed on."<br/>Jori blinked. "Oh. Thanks." She knew she would not want to miss it. Violet sat, however, in absolute terror, paralyzed, waiting to see the person's fate. She wondered how in the hells she had been tricked into coming to see the show in the first place.