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[[You realise you're arguing in favour of my position here, right? I can't possibly be counterclaiming you as a thug.]]

[[There's no heal clash btw. There is such a thing as a 'Back-Alley Doc' i.e. Mafia Doctor, but my role desc doesn't include heal clash.]]

[[Deja vu, anyone?]] Sriracha put his hands up, smirking. "You know, I'm cool with this. Being voted for anyway makes this really easy, and I don't have to try and make sure we get rid of Anubis without letting on why I'm so sure. No point playing it safe, so I can come right out and say it...

Sriracha laughed uproariously. "Bro, no you fuckin' aren't! I'm the Homie Healer. Okay, homies, we've got our first thug. Let's get rid of him."

His feathers bristled with excitement at the sound of a vote for Anubis. "Okay, cool! We're gonna vote for that guy after all! Neat!" Vote: Anubis @Sinderella

"Isn't that guy, like, brand new to this kind of game? I think someone could just get it that badly wrong anyway, without even pretending as part of a plan. Or get told to say that, or... genuinely the thugs do have multiple kills and that was a slip-up. We don't actually know how the killers...

Sriracha nodded. "Yeah, two times, actually? He was like, 'maybe Cygnus, but actually nobody!' two times on the first day. Hey, isn't that one of those bad signs, uh, a 'tell'? Saying you'll vote for somebody then not actually doing it?" The bird waved amiably at Stracion. "Hey bro, that...

Sriracha glanced over at Stracion and shrugged. "I dunno, man. Why didn't you vote for that other guy with me? I voted, and figured everyone else could do what they liked. I gotta be honest, I kinda stopped paying attention after I voted." His face screwed up in concentration. "Also... you're...

Sriracha looked up from the buffet table in confusion, his beak stuffed with snacks. "H-hey! What was that you said?" The bird-man frowned, scratching his head with a claw caked in crumbs. "Pretty sure I never said that, bro! I cast my vote before that dude, anyway. Are you like, mixing us...

Sriracha cocked his head at Victoria in confusion. "Why should there be two people gone after the first night? The game would be over in hardly any time at all if that was normal." He preened at his feathers, trying to remember the rules of the game. Bad guys – called the Mafia, the Scumteam...

"Who's Cygnus?" asked Sriracha, obliviously. "I can't remember everyone. There's too many of us! For now, anyway." Player Username Character Name Gender Flyg0n Anubis Male HelloYellow17 Rui Female FauxFox Spencer Male Dragonfree Jack Male tomatorade Isaac Male ShiniGojira Cygnus...

Sriracha shrugged expansively. "There's a whole day left! Loads of time."

Sriracha gave Jack a slightly hurt look. "My name's not Sauce," he said, like an exasperated young boy who had to explain this all the time. "It's Sriracha! Which... It might be a sauce. But I'm called Sriracha." Oh, right, people were talking about strategy and stuff, and how just sitting...

Sriracha nodded vaguely, looking around. "Yeah, those numbers sound okay," he said, obviously not understanding them. "It would make sense if you only had a couple bad guys, right? Because then if you don't catch them for a couple days, and they get rid of people each night, suddenly you're...

The Blaziken-morph gave Jack a stingingly high-five, and crowed with delight. "I'm Sriracha!" he announced. "I'm from Galar!" He looked around at the odd group surrounding them with a perplexed sort of fascination. "I think we're playing a game? I'm more interested in the food, though."

Sriracha's crest perked up hard at the sound of 'Chinchou Pokémorph' and looked up from the buffet snacks he was gorging on to swivel round and gawk at Jack. "Oh, there's morphs here?" he crowed. "Alright! Nice! Give me high fives, new friend!" He made a beeline for the boy, intent on cameraderie.

Name: Sriracha Personality: competitive, cocky, charismatic – but ultimately easygoing. Kindof a massive jock, and not liable to take many things all that seriously. Likes a good fight, likes to think himself a ladies' man, but hasn't quite learned yet that humans are fragile and that the...

This is the first of this year's two Mary Sue exquisite corpses, in which a truly flawless protagonist has an amazing adventure that is beyond all criticism and reproach! The following authors wrote for this corpse: This one's really classic, folks. Enjoy. Thousand Roads' Exquisite Corpse...

Did I really only get up to Chapter 20 in text reviews? Wow. Anyway, here I go reviewing again!

Would like to participate in the Sue, Heist, and Grunt corpses. No weeks where I'm unavailable (at the time of writing). Fine with being first. Would love to host one!