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[[He did make mention of his role being good for Town but best left unsaid:

[[Okay, so assuming that both of you are being honest about your role PMs, that'd make the only rogue element here Fusion, right? Also, sure!]]

Mademoiselle alternated between looking at Rui and the oshawott. Mademoiselle carefully studied the paper the oshawott produced before rounding back on the girl, Rui. "How could you be so certain that this was a direct response and not just a coincidence? Why don't you produce your own paper so...

Mademoiselle stood transfixed in horror. It all happened so quickly, one moment the legendary space deity was there holding the girl Amy, the next, both had vanished in a blinding light, leaving nothing but scorched pavement behind. When the initial shock of it all wore off, Mademoiselle walked...

[[Well things just went from 0 to 100 quickly.]]

[[Translated from what? This tells us nothing aside from the fact that you received a message.]]

[[OH. That could've been the reason you might've been shot N1 then. Scum wants to get rid of a rouge element within their chat, so they can actively plan and play like scum again rather than awkwardly try to beat around the bush with a pro-town player.]]

[[Going to OOC this because I took a bunch of notes regarding Abra's EoD play and why it was the scummiest thing I've seen all game and shared them with my buddy (who is now dead, what do, which was the actual reason I was so trusting of Jackie. They were my buddy and I was trying to not draw...

A growl escaped from the back of Mademoiselle's throat before she opened her wings wide to point at the Palkia. "I have very good reason to believe that you're part of all this. If you were a Doctor, like you claimed, why didn't you heal the linoone-creature?"

Mademoiselle's eyes widened when she noticed who was being crossed out. Less than a second later, she had turned around and shouted. "A message. Someone must've recieved a message from the Telemarketer. Who was it?"

Equi brought it up here:

[[Morning. Caught up and gotta agree that Abra's claim has "fishy" written all over it and did not track with what they were saying D1. If the role had a custom aspect to it, why was Abra so surprised that the game was non-standard/contained custom roles? VOTE: PALKIA @Bluwiikoon]]

"These messages have been extremely useful in narrowing down who to trust," Mademoiselle mused as she began writing with pen an paper that had mysteriously appeared before her as if they were in her talons the entire time. "This game has become remarkably easy." [[Final readlist of the day. As...

"While we can't be certain on the exact number, based on ratios that are common for these types of games and the presence of at least two Aliens, we are most likely contending with three anti-town players, with the set up being two mafia, one serial killer."

Mademoiselle tilted her head at Steven. "A claim does not prove anything by itself. I am almost certain that an anti-town player lied about their role to be rid of any suspicions so the Town could be distracted elsewhere. "A scum telemarketer would be redundant, no? Scum know who their allies...

"She may be quiet yes, but she knows how to use her words. Whenever she speaks, she's always trying to say something, bringing up many new ideas and comes off as wanting to get to the bottom of this game. She's far less suspect than those other three."

"It could be entirely possible that this Mafia—curse them—has two killing powers, but Rui's ability insinuates that there are multiple kinds of Third-parties present. If there are, then I find it far more likely that one of them is dangerous rather than the scum having those powers."...

"I understand, I just seek more mechanical evidence." Mademoiselle tapped her talons on the ground again, deep in thought. "We have two active, killing parties here, seeing that two more bulletproof protections went off last night. I understand them being intimidated by the little creature's...

Mademoiselle studied the message closely before closing her eyes with a slow nod. "I see. I only wished to apply pressure on the list of my remaining suspects, I understand your frustration with me. You're a clever little creature, so I'm inclined to believe you, at least for the time being."...

Mademoiselle eyed the strange linoone-creature. She wondered what it had to say.