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[[Yeah I realized I've been kinda drilling today, and that's not a good look LOL. I def realize not everyone should be dumping info so they don't get fucked by mafia (made note of that in my last post), so I'ma pull back a little. I'm trying to contribute more than last game but I am getting...

[[Just put me down as okay to extend no matter what the decided amount of extension time is. I’m good 👏🏻]]

[[Ayo gurl, you’re vibin’. Don’t stress!! Sorry, I didn’t mean to barrel into you so hard, I just had no idea where that claim came from. But really, don’t stretch yourself thin here. You’re good.]] He was an idiot, but he could at least pick up the subtle nuances of somebody who was going...

Guzma put his bandaged hands together and inhaled deeply, before swinging them down in a chopping motion. “Boy,” he said sternly. “You’re still not answering my question. How do you know this information? Did somebody tell you this?”

[[Yes but my question is how are you so sure of that??? Did you get a hint??? Did your role get a hint??? I’m still so confused]]

*Some might wanna do it the other way

[[The FUCK do you mean, Barbara :ROFLMAO: You KNOWof a lot of third parties in the game?????]]

Guzma perked up at the sight of the care package. If anybody had told him he’d be accepting chocolates and Hello Skitty bandages from a tiny skeleton a few months ago, he’d have accused them of being a crackhead. But, looks like there was a first time for everything. “Word, man,” he said. “Rock...

[[Alexa play Roundabout by Yes]]

Guzma perked at the sound of chocolate. He wiped his bloody nose again as he exchanged looks with his Pokémon. “Well I’ll never fuckin’ say no to chocolate!” he beamed. “But uh…” he stared down at his bloody hands and shirt. “Anybody got a rag ‘er something. This shit, uh…hurts a lil’.”

SAME YELLOW JFC]]

[[got the third]]

Golisopod was quick to block the shot. Warning or not, it seemed Golisopod was back in the game after his tantrum. “Shut up, dude. This don’t have nothin’ to do with you, so stay in yer lane,” he said. “I’ll fucking fight you too, don’t care what ya are.”

[[Amazing.]]

[[ this is so chaotic]]

He squirmed and kicked his legs under the bird. God, what a fucking goat rodeo this was. Fucking Golisopod… He managed to shake some feathers out of his face, and he craned his neck up to see the ball on the floor. He sucked in a breath. “MYSANDACONDADONTWANTNONEUNLESSYOUGOTBUNSHUN,” he...

She'd barely finished talking before he shoved his thumbs into her eyes. "YOU'RE SUCH A PRISS, STOP TALKING."

[[...prank call? Roll credits.]]

He spit some blood out of his mouth, and wiped what dripped from his nose. A violent grin crossed his lips. "Of fuckin' course not. I don't give a fuck WHAT you are," he said. "I'm Guzma motherfucking Kahele, and I'm not scared of a goddamn thing." He turned back toward Golisopod, who looped...

He was gone for a while after that. So much so, one might have assumed he died with the force of the throw. Far from the case, however. If anything, he never felt more alive with the deep set fucking rage he felt. All he was trying to do was figure shit out with everyone else, and that goddamn...