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[[Yes, it also said "nor will there be any nonstandard win conditions aside from Serial Killer's, if there is one" meaning there was a chance there wouldn't be one]]

[[I considered this too, and I do agree it's sus, but I can also see a world where maybe they were hanging onto the info for some particular reason? Or maybe were waiting to utilize the info later for a possible secret vigilante SK?]]

"So basically, Mike," Clovis said. "You couldn't have known there was a serial killer either way." He crossed his arms. "The nail in the coffin there for me is nobody could confirm that a serial killer exists, until Poryfriend did so with...their? Correct me if I'm wrong?" he said, sending...

nor will there be any nonstandard win conditions aside from Serial Killer's, if there is one. [[Okay so my point now...since we weren't exactly sure if there was even going to be a serial killer, on top of the fact that Homestar! couldn't have possibly known who the serial killer was--the fact...

[[Question! After doing some thinking, I need some clarification. Was it made clear that we wouldn't know what roles were being played exactly until the game was in motion? Or did I misread that?]]

[[after stewing in the bath tub and re-reading again, I’m un-voting Mike/Homestar for a moment, I need to take notes.]]

[[Alright, after reading these, I'm gonna cast my vote for Mike/Homestar!, because yeah, how would he know if Abra was SK??? Sus.]]

[[Gonna OOC post for this, because I was also thrown off by that claim--I might just have sick brain but I don't remember that being a rule, and unless I missed something, I'm immediately sus of Phan for trying to toss that in there--maybe indeed some galaxy brain, but I feel some type of way...

The corners of Clovis’s lips flexed into a snarl. Some of the characters here were questionable, but this guy… “If anybody needs to be sucked into the void, it’s that one, for the love of fuck.”

“I did indeed say that, yes.”

Clovis sighed deeply and crossed his arms. “As much as I’d like to contribute something useful, I’m acting dead weight right now.”

“Too be fair, this game is also about lying.”

“Tacking on there, was also gracieusement surnommé vanille,” Clovis said. He did, however raise his brows at the drop of Wes’s intel. Somebody already coming forth with the fresh details? He didn’t know what side they were on, but something was better than nothing. “That’s…how do you say in...

Clovis whirled his head around to eye this little green girl. Was she...cosplaying a Flygon? How cute. And she was speaking some sense. "Fantastic idea, lets just pull up the interrogation box." He averted his eyes back to Pixie. "See little thing, we're trying not to meet the void. And I...

Clovis's brow twitched. "Keep the Pokemon cruelty to whoever's trying to kill us off," he suggested. His grin became wry. "Unless that's you?" There was a clear shift in Mike's demeanor as the medicine apparently got ahold of him. Clovis also found himself impressed; Pokemon based medicine back...

[Phone deleted half my reply?? Okay.]

Clovis offered a sincere laugh. At least this guy could stretch his sense of humor in the face of such adversity. “I’m also glad, I didn Well, thank Gods somebody had the common sense to bring some first aid stuff. A Gardevoir no less. They were always such fantastically smart Pokemon...

Clovis approached the writhing man, holding his hands up tentatively. “Easy man,” he said. “I’ve seen my fair share of fucked up ankles before, mind if I have a look-see?” He offered a short smirk, before kneeling down to his height. He pushed back whatever clothing was covering it, and...

Clovis would have thought people—even Pokemon—would be raised on manners. But no, it seemed that nobody here had been taught that caves echo, and that being obnoxiously loud was incredibly unnecessary. He grit his teeth as he brought his hands to his ears. “Dear Gods, you lot are some loud...

A cave now? Fucking perfect. It was somehow better than the field, yet still just as bad. At the very least, his suit would keep him warm against that cave chill. Though, not that that was the only chill in the air now. Two eliminations. Both innocent. Clovis frowned. “Off to a rollicking good...