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"I'll bet any amount of tender y'like that the deity of spatial dimensions is not a romantically inclined entity," drawled Jesse, drily. "Still. What're ya up fer, my dear dragon? Y'got an honorific 'n' pronouns I oughta be usin'?"

Jesse rubbed his temple and adjusted his hat. "If I had my fuckin' powers, this'd already be over. I'm still tempted to try detainin' folks and see if I can prevent further deaths that way. But somethin' tells me the play here is to gather information and... augh. To make use of the fuckin'...

"Ma'am, I'm a former human, and though the specifics slip my mind, I'm darn sure I overheard a couple folks mention the same applied to them." "Not even fuckin' close. Mine is as straightforward as I can imagine, and what's more, it might never actually help us. Fer multiple fuckin' reasons...

"The machine is fuckin' with ya. Play along and try to get information outta Abigail or else provide some information yerself that vindicates ya. Nobody here is gonna think you're actually into this total stranger just cause the fuckin' machine says so."

Jesse gestured to the screen displaying the latest 'dating game'. "Didn't flash up there or somethin'? I got a memory of it, anyway. Probably about as real as the memories I got of packin' a fuckin' gift and so on."

"Oh, this shit's definitely real," grumbled Jesse. "Let's not be solipsisistic about it. Just don't like that folks' identities are shiftin' before my eyes."

Jesse's face screwed up in puzzlement and he yanked at his cheek tufts before turning back to the chalkboard and replacing 'Blue' with 'Abigail'. That ralts had been a vaporeon a second ago, he was fucking sure of it. "Fuckin' hallucination," he muttered. "'S a fuckin' bullshit nonsense fuckin'...

Brisa breathed a deep sigh of satisfaction. It was over, they'd won yet again and without the strain of anticipating horrible consequences, and they were being cheered on by the crowd. Luz was literally flexing her fucking arms and kissing her 'muscles' as if she were flesh and blood and not...

Jesse kept up an even stare at Darkwhite as she reeled off hypothetical powers. Honestly, this was a decent way to collaborate with the group while restricting information flow to the killer and their supposed accomplices. He was... disturbingly... impressed. He just had to not get caught up...

"Oh yeah? How'd they end up?" Jesse perked an eyebrow. "Oh, you're familiar with our circumstance, are you? Been in a similar situation? How confident are you that Squirt wouldn't know? You got a better line of inquiry?"

"You invitin' me, Ma'am?" said Jesse, raising one eyebrow as far as it could go and leaning in right back.

Jesse raised an eyebrow. "Familiar with this sorta... 'phenomenon', are ya, Palkia? I'm not, but I'll take you at yer word fer now." Dead Not Cleared by Lee Cleared by Lee Squirt Jesse Lee Mewtwo Nilam Palkia Gen Darkwhite Blue Tabitha Beldum Nickit Mia...

Jesse rubbed his temple. "Let's just say my gift ain't the sort of thing ye'd fit in a fuckin' box either." He stepped across superimpositional space to join Lee at the bar and made a considerable dent in a bottle of brandy in short order. "If you want a perfect fifty-fifty dividin' question...

Jesse pinched the bridge of his muzzle. "Mental slip. Thought I counted twelve sorry fuckers in the room, stopped adding names after twelve. You should be on here, uncleared, which makes random vote odds even worse. Fuck." Dead Not Cleared by Lee Cleared by Lee Squirt Jesse Lee Mewtwo...

Jesse was sorely tempted to join Lee at the bar. Gods knew he needed a drink, and the wolf felt like a kindred spirit on some level. But instead he concentrated, trying to find what he needed... there. A chalkboard. He wheeled it into the main lobby and started scrawling on it. "Just gonna try...

Jesse snapped his fingers in agitation. "Second thought, don't let on if you have a protective gift. You'll just make yerself a fuckin' target. Shush."

Jesse blanched a little. "Well, as ominously supernatural as that is, perhaps it at least means death here does not result in evisceration of the soul..." He paced, frowning. "I got a couple questions. Each of us sent a gift, and oughta remember doin' so even if the memory is planted. Can any...

Jesse nodded, and stroked his cheek fur thoughtfully. "I suspected some of us might be afforded... interestin' advantages in our investigations. I myself have one, though not one that provides me with any insight into the killer's identity." He gave Lee a sympathetic look as he paused for a...

Brisa ground to a halt from her latest burst of speed, stopping just alongside Cabot. "Yield if you gotta, but you ought to finish a battle once it's started! I want to see you give your best shot; ain't you the lord of the oceans?" Her fur pulsed with waves of scouring electricity, just...

I'd certainly consider it~ I'd want to watch out for certain pitfalls, as the worst case scenario here is one where half the community becomes a fanclub for One Fic for a considerable time, but it shouldn't be hard to figure out a good system. This would be a good way to get motivated to binge a...