Lucas wrote:Also @Lux what kind of beauty mark is it. Also maybe share the results you've gathered so far? We're in the game's final stretch, so I don't see the point in withholding any information anymore, and I'm trying really hard to convince myself that you are town tbh.
It doesn't say what kind. I did share my results every phase, though. alca's not-french, Ninfia's war-torn family and her being a working woman, and Blaire's Brooklyn accent/past. I said all of them, Lucas! Gosh!
Anyway, I just woke up and I'm tired, and I've already said everything I could say. I've corroborated information, offered a lot of thoughts and speculation and reads (even regarding the flavor, btw, which has been voodoo magic for most of the game), and despite being one of the eight (8) people to not vote Rasei, apparently that one (1) vote on D1 when everyone's feeling out the game matters only in my context and is used as a large basis for my lynch. But it's cool, I know there's no just system in this kangaroo court. I mean, we have literal kangeroos in here, and whatever happened to, "Innocent until proven guilty?" The prosector's case is largely a matter of "feelings", because my "feelings" are "non-congenial", which is a big fancy word and it's another way the patriarchy is trying to keep this misogynist paradise alive and well. I mean, did you know in about two decades half of you will be off dying in some war no one cares about, and I'll just be here working in a mill like, "yup this is my life," and that's not even talking about the depression. Prohibition has been a bitch, and you're all so grumpy all the time, like honestly, I know a few places that serve alcohol. Loosen your angsty nerves up.
There's still 2.5 hours until phase end, so let's do something fun while I'm here since I'm about to be gone for some time. I mean we have nothing but time.
ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE! in 1920
For this game, we'll be holed up in the Restaurant on Third and Sixteenth, where the lovely and ever kind and congenial Waitress Luxaria has quickly shuffled all people around her into the confines of the establishment, offering sanctuary and protection since she is a Good Person that Tries Really Hard, and she just wants to Do The Right Thing.
The theme of this game is a zombie apocalypse has struck New York City of 1920! Band together within the confines of the restaurant and arm yourselves against the pending apocalypse. Each player will receive a weapon, but it does nothing, but it's yours so you get to gloat. There will be a total of one mafia in this game, the Infected. The Infected has been bitten while everyone scrambled inside, and after one day phase they'll turn into a zombie and kill all the other players. There is no night phase, because the lighting in this restaurant is too bright, anyway, I keep telling management to get some softer bulbs, but what do I know, I'm a goddamn woman, right? No respect. I mean I even get thrown out of card game night by my friends because I'm a woman, and ain't that some shit.
Since the phase ends in 2.5 hours, and rollover is 1 hour after that, I figure we can just talk through that hour gap. Sign-ups will be for 1.5 hours, or until I get 5-6 players. Game starts immediately after that on D1. Game ends 10 minutes before this day phase would finish.
SURVIVORS
Kiyoko
Mr. Gerbear
high seraph
Ninfia
Tiki the Troll