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"Perfect," Darkwhite said, though she seemed more solemn. There was a glint of confidence in her eyes, and in an instant, she raised the controller... She wondered if, maybe, she could be clever after all, working by this game's own rules and resources. This omniscient machine would do the...

Darkwhite rose up, shaking her head. "Whatever. I still need to prove that I'm innocent, so... Palkia. I challenge you to Never Have I Ever!"

"So I..." she said after that brief silence. "So I made up a bunch of them, hoping that it'd hide which one was the real power. And hoped that the smart ones..." She gestured to Palkia. "would be able to guide me without me giving away what I can do. Or--or maybe I'm making it all... oh, forget...

Darkwhite looked flustered, her hazy body crackling. "Because... because... because...!" And finally, the clouds faded, and she looked at least slightly normal, aside from the eyes, the tail, and the color. "Because I didn't know what to do with my power and I was scared I'd use it wrong."

"If Lee's lying," Darkwhite said, "that seems like a pretty dumb way to expose the other two naughty people or whatever by just trying to triple claim or whatever."

Darkwhite picked it up, having no idea what the machine was for.

"...Wait a second." Darkwhite hummed. "What was the thing that cleared me and Palkia of being the baddies? Fur?" She paused. "Oh, wait, Legends. I mean, I guess I count as Legendary. I am pretty awesome. But that doesn't really narrow our options much..."

"And also," Darkwhite added hastily, "I kind of... didn't... know what my power did at first." She poked her little paws together. "I read the note, but then I got, like, an intuition that I could do more with it. And there were other things about it, too. At first my power was more basic, but...

"Wait, then what was that thing about magical intuition? I thought you just used your power today or something!" Darkwhite looked at Mia, seething even more. "Look at what you did!" She pointed at Palkia. "Not you guys are going to eliminate an innocent just like that! You want to know why I...

Darkwhite growled, but then turned her attention to the machine. That thing seemed to know everything. "Hey, you! Wii thing! What day is it, and how far are we from Christmas?"

And fight back she did. Darkwhite was ready for it. But not before she looked at Jesse with a betrayed look in her eyes. "You don't even care if I'm gone? I thought we were friends! We're both good guys right? You have a power that asks about the game and stuff! I have a power that--I mean, I...

Darkwhite growled, but then looked back at Palkia. "Hang on," she said. "How come you're going for me and not what the dumb one said?" She pointed at Jesse, and then at the Nicket. "I'm talkative and stuff and I can give more info than people who are just skulking around the corners! If we're...

"...What?" Darkwhite was still looking around the dressers and drawers, but she pulled back to glare at Palkia. "You're supposed to be one of the smart ones! How come you're voting for me when I'm CLEARLY a nice guy?!" She pointed at Palkia with a snarl. "Fine. Rapid fire Wii Date to prove my...

"Well that might be true," Darkwhite said, her voice muffled by the wall, "but what does that mean for the presents, huh? They say 'do not open until Christmas,' and opening one killed the pretty one! So maybe if we make it all the way to Christmas, we can survive!" She phased through the wall...

Darkwhite squinted at the destroyed bar, and then at the card inside. "Wait," she said. "I can destroy stuff and be REWARDED for it?" A horrible glint crossed Darkwhite's eye. And then, she was gone. And then there was a hole in the wall, with Darkwhite wriggling around between rooms.

"Hmmm..." And to this, it seemed like Darkwhite was genuinely considering his words. "Well, if we want to party longer, wouldn't trying to get rid of someone now make the party even shorter? After all, they're probably going to get rid of someone else this night, too. So we'd be making it...

"Well, my agenda is to party, so what's yours?" Darkwhite asked.

"Say, y'know, that Wii game is fun and all," Darkwhite lied, "but what about the whole thing about the big hunk who died and figuring out who did it? Anybody have any info there? I don't. Like, if we don't, I might just skip voting someone..." She shrugged. "More party time for all of us!"

"Hmm, I see, I see..." Darkwhite nodded. "So talking to the dead is useful? Usually whenever I try they just tell me to go away... But maybe that's because I'm not here in this place!" "And I'm, like, mother of all common life! I'm into everything! And I can be anything! Even a father of all...

"Indeed it was," Kyogre said. "I can't speak for Rayquaza or Groudon, but... I am satisficed with what I saw in you. I shall cooperate... But I'm afraid I know little about the plans Shield has. In the end, that is up to him to disclose." "What? Plans?" Owen asked. "Later." Kyogre looked to...