day six - trial.

[foxhounds]

SHIP-TRAP day six 15 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. rulebook character statuses character profiles graveyard Voting will close at 9 PM EST on 8/28. Voting

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[accomplices]

And what would those reasons be?

[x_over]

For one: she's publically mentioned playing a game like this before. On day two [ Y'know, Sephiroth Day basically ] Bols offered himself up as choice, and I agreed. If you remember what I said then, you'll find the type of reasoning I offered was cutthroat and a fair amount understandably disagreed with me. I was thinking like a predator - I was thinking like the General.

[ He nods at Rei now. ]

And she agreed with me. She understood what I was thinking. At the time, she was smart. Cunning. But that side of her hasn't shown up ever since. She's been almost... deliberately helpless. Then there was this morning, where the conclusions she drew were too simple, foolishly so. The juxtaposition of these two sides of her is too glaringly different.