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day two - trial.
SHIP-TRAP day two ![]() 36 players remaining The bell rings for dinner at 6PM, and you're lead to that familiar door once again. The door opens with a sensation of warm, humid air, and there's the sight of a open staircase winding down. Ivan ushers you into an open cave before she locks the door after everyone. A large table is inexplicably set for as many places as there are people. You'll find dinner already set (though those that requested something else will receive that), and for those that have already were killed on previous days, you'll find their meal replaced with a framed portrait sketched in pencil. As you come to your conclusions about who to vote for, you can approach a table in a room to the side and write your vote before placing it in an ornate box. When you place your vote, there's the sound of a deep bell tolling. When you return to your place at the table, you'll find a glass of port waiting for you. You have until 9PM to discuss and vote for who you think The General is. character statuses character profiles graveyard Voting will close at 11 PM EST on 8/12. Voting |
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That's my thought, anyway.
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[Just for finger-pointing and the like. And, more softly:]
What am I supposed to do, Klein...? What would you do, if you were here?
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...Come to think of it, that's not too bad of a plan. Whatever Panty would do, she should do the exact opposite.
More than likely, Panty wouldn't even vote. She'd just bet it all on a roll of the die without a care in the world so she can go out back into the jungle later and try to seduce Red in a bush or something.
Pretty fucking bad plan, all things considered.]
What's your gut telling you to do, sugar?
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But she thinks it over hard for a long moment. She can't just hide from this. If she hides her face like a child, then she is no better than the people pointing fingers at random. So slowly, she straightens her shoulders, and draws in a deep breath.]
I cannot vote for Souza. Not... not upon seeing the belief his friends have in him. To do so would be to undermine all I believe in how we must work together and trust each other.
[Which leaves...two.]
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If you can't vote for Souza, unless you're voting at random...you can either vote for Bols, who hasn't done anything wrong (at least, not here anyway) but is willing to martyr himself to buy more time, or Sephiroth, who might or might not be our Fox but is pretty fucking sketch all things considered.
Pick your poison.
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... To vote for a certainly innocent person, if only to buy ourselves more time...that is horrible.
[everything is horrible, and the thought of sending Sephiroth to his death makes her sick too, but there's...a chance that he's guilty.
And it's more of a chance than anyone else has.]
Even if he is a role in this game...perhaps he shall say so, to save himself, if the vote sways that way. [though he could just make that up too, huh....] Either way, there is still a chance otherwise, and that...is what I must put my faith in.
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[She mulls it over, and it sounds like it might be a really bad move, but...]
...You know how I said earlier that I hope the Fox is smarter than we are? ...I'm still hoping.
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[ So few people are claiming one way or the other, Shijima's pretty sure they're not going to reach a complete consensus. ]
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I'm thinking the one who called me short.
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[ are you and royce just voting for one another or something ]
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Long, dark, and "I have a sword as big as the dinner table".
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I see...well, it seems like we've somehow narrowed it down to just a handful of people. Though less with evidence and more with...whatever we're on now.
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It's true what Kamui said. This is more of a psychological game than anything. Expecting to get by with actual evidence, especially without our detective, is probably not gonna do us much good.
And as much as it might benefit the team, I never liked bullshit.
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[ THEY HAVE AN EXCESSIVE AMOUNT OF IT... ]
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It's too soon to call it a pattern, but...
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Yes... I remember. And I do as well.
[And she feels some relief in having discussed it over with Stocking and received no judgment, if nothing else. They understand what they're doing, and they may still be wrong--
But at least they are trying for what they think is right.]
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