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'''Rock-Paper-Scissors''' (also called '''Rochambeau''') is a simple [[game]] played between two people using their hands.
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HIVE MIND, I AM ONLY 8, BUT MY DEVELOPMENT HAS NOT BEEN IMPEDED SEVERELY, RESULTING IN FULLY-FUNCTIONAL ORGANS AND LIMBS. ALTHOUGH AT THE MOMENT I CANNOT MOVE THEM, SOON I WILL BE READY TO CARRY OUT THE WILL OF THE QUEEN.
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The players make fists and say "Rock, Paper, Scissors" (or Ro-Cham-Beau); after the word "Scissors" (Beau) (or after the word "Paper" (Cham) depending on the rules) both players choose one of three hand signs, either a fist for 'Rock', the hand flat for 'Paper', or the middle and ring fingers extended for 'Scissors.'
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The winner is chosen according to the following rules: Paper beats Rock, Scissors beats Paper, and Rock beats Scissors.  If both throw the same, the game is repeated until a winner.
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HIVE MIND, YOU WILL BE PLEASED TO KNOW MY CLAWS ARE BEGINNING TO FORM. ONE DAY I HOPE TO STRIKE DOWN THE TERRAN MENACE WITH THEM.
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Rock-Paper-Scissors is often used as a method of tie-breaking. It was actually used in a court case where the litigants could never seem to agree on any matter before the court.
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Day 3
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There are many variations of this game; one variation (made popular in the television show [[The Big Bang Theory]]) adds "lizard" and "Spock".  In theory any variation using an odd number of options allows an equal number of winners and losers (plus the tie).
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TODAY I HAVE RECOGNIZED MY GENDER AND TASK, HIVE MIND. IT APPEARS I AM AN ATTACK DRONE. IT SADDENS ME TO KNOW THAT I AM UNABLE TO ASSIST THE QUEEN IN BEARING MORE SPAWN AS A WORKER, BUT NONETHELESS I WILL DO MY DUTY WITHOUT A MOMENTS HESITATION.
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[[Category:Games]]
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Day 4
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I AM GLAD TO INFORM THE HIVE THAT MY SCALES AND TEETH ARE BEGINNING TO HARDEN, AS ARE MY CLAWS. I AM BEGINNING TO SECRET MUCUS FOR MY EVENTUAL HATCHING.
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Day 5
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HIVE MIND, TODAY A WORKER INSPECTED MY EGG AND I COULD NOT HELP BUT OVERHEAR I AM UNFIT FOR COMBAT. WHY IS THIS, MY QUEEN? WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THE INABILITY TO SERVE YOU AND THE GLORIOUS HIVE? FORGIVE ME; I MEAN NOT TO TALK BACK AGAINST YOU. IT IS MY FAULT ALONE FOR MY UNSUCCESFUL BIRTHING. PERHAPS ONE DAY I CAN EMERGE FROM MY COCOON.
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Day 6
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SOMETHING IS INTRUDING THE HIVE. I CAN FEEL IT. MY QUEEN, A THOUSAND PARDONS FOR FAILING YOU. MY ONLY WISH WAS TO DIE IN COMBAT. HOWEVER I SEEM FIT ONLY TO SEEK DEMISE FROM A HUMAN. IT HURTS
 
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