What's Amanda's answer ?

Continue

The word 'Japan' made her brain stop functioning logically. Amanda loved Japan, the animes, the culture, the global craziness. So feeling like home there, she would love it. Without any more reflexion on it, she said.

"I continue."

The choice was made. All her body tingled as her feature changed, turning more and more Asian, soft facial features, almond shaped eyes. In a matter of seconds, she looked like a Japanese girl.

"Wow, shit, that can go that far !" Leslie shouted.

"What do you mean ?" Asked Amanda.

"Look !"

Leslie gave her, her phone, and Amanda looked at her reflexion. She didn't even recognized herself. She was so cute and pretty... but... will her parent recognize her like this ? She wasn't her anymore. She was a cute Japanese girl... Did she went too far ? She wouldn't mind keep that pretty face, if her family didn't freak out. In fact, was it still her family if she was Asian ? She couldn't be generically her mother's daughter. How things would go from there ?

While Amanda was in existential crisis, Josie played her turn. She got a four and ended on a blue cell.

Leslie took a blue card and read it to her.

"Pretty face should have some nice artifices to get more attention from her new found center of attention... Do you continue or chicken out ?"