Star Wars

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"Star Wars" she says out trying not to panic but fairly sure of her answer.

*Ding* The scoreboard on the screen flips as she gets another one correct.

Star Wars: The **** Awakens

Jurassic World

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Inside Out

The machine has now completely covered up her thighs as well as her crotch, succeeding in wrapping her lower body. She knows it wont be long now until the machine will go up along her stomach and getting her breasts. She's unsure of what to do with her arms as she lifts them up closer to her head and rubs her chin still thinking.

Time is starting to run out. This challenge is proving to be a lot harder than she thought it would be. The mental effect of knowing that if you lose, you're going to be reduced to a mummified state for this douche of a host to use in front of thousands of watching eyes is filling up her mind, making it harder for her to concentrate. "No, I can't give up just yet, I'm better than that!" she shakes the distractions from her head as she goes back into thinking about the movies.

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