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These murderous goddamn deduction games were confusing enough at any time, with Jesse relying on a a fraction of his normal perceptive power and cursed with periodic unconsciousness during the day and with every other confounding bit of bullshit obfuscating the truth. This death, though. Now...

"Yeah. I kinda got the feeling he ain't from around here," Nate said. Was it possible that shithead was actually human? One of the human "heroes" they'd already met, or... Someone else? He also got the feeling that they weren't going to get a lot of the mewtwo, either. Even if he seemed...

A quick mid-night announcement from me: unfortunately DeliriousAbsol's had to drop out of the game due to time constraints. SparklingEspeon will be replacing her with... a braixen? Hmm. You can find out more in her sign up. SparklingEspeon will inherit DeliriousAbsol's role and alignment, and...

Quick update on judging progress! Last week would have been two months since the contest deadline, so we're a little behind schedule. At this point, two of the judges are done, and the other two are at ~10/16 stories reviewed each. I'm hoping to have results out sometime in the next two weeks...

"Could be," Nate said. That bastard. Nate fucking knew it. Although what the hell his play was, the whole thing with Joule... What the fuck had been up with that? Was the idea that Cola was going to take over his bizarro revenge quest somehow? "But it seemed like the guy was throwing around...

"Yeah, tell me about it," Nate said as he watched Typhlosion disappear into the pokéball. "Your world really ain't set up to deal with pokéballs. All kinds of assumptions gotta change." Something to file away for later. But before Chip could actually put the ball for the slot, Diyem had to go...

Hi, welcome! Ski instructor sounds like an awesome job, especially if you're out in Germany or Italy--some really great mountains. I'm also a big Emerald fan, personally; lots of Hoenn people here, you'll fit right in! Glad to have you, and I hope you enjoy your time on Thousand Roads.

"Sounds like you don't remember much of anything," Nate said frankly. Which wouldn't be surprising, if him being someone else's pawn was really what was going on. "Is there anything you do remember well?" Meanwhile, Chip was back. Nate glanced up at the Porygon. "You got Typhlosion's pokéball...

The discussion this day is far more heated. Everyone's on edge, agitated. They know full well that they'll have to choose someone to eliminate this day, and it feels like they have no leads at all. Things boil over when the arctozolt makes a stuttering gambit, periodically interrupted by his...

Yup, missed you. Sorry!

Twenty minutes remain in Day Two. The vote stands thus: Navarchu: 5 (Namohysip, unrepentantAuthor, Inkedust, Shiny Phantump, HelloYellow17) Abstain: 2 (AbraPunk, Seren) HelloYellow17: 2 (elyvorg, Dragonfree) Fusion: 1 (windskull) IFBench: 1 (Namco) Namco: 1 (IFBench) Seren: 1 (Equitial)

Okay, so shorter extension appears to be the preferred option, so I will go ahead and say: Day Two will now end at 2 AM UTC/10 PM EST, in approximately seven hours. Sorry for the late notice. I should be more on top of schedule changes in the future.

"Huh. So you woke up and you already had Blacklight shit going on? Or were you able to find it really fast somehow? Do you remember where it came from?" Nate paced along the edge of the energy barrier. "And the spy said he had info on us, but... I don't fucking get it. That guy said he stole the...

They are in no particular order. Also! I realized I'm a dumbass didn't realize until just now that I won't be able to close the day at the appointed time. There will be an extension to the day, one way or another. My question is which you would prefer: a) Two-hour extension to 2 AM UTC/10 PM...

More comfortable with Radiance, huh? Well, there weren't many people that fit the bill; were Joule and Maple, like, the only people in the whole fucking universe who could give that stuff out? Because of their "special relationship" or whatever? It seemed like that would narrow things down to...

Oop, point. It does count.

"You can say that again," Nate said to Lunala, relaxing a little. What the fuck were they going to do about these two? If they were being controlled, it wasn't exactly safe to leave them alone, even if they were innocent. And Silver had sure as hell dodged the question about that, hadn't he...

Yeah. Where is he on the badge map?

"Chip, go get help!" Nate barked at the Porygon, who was still sputtering and whirring in shock. He bounded over to put himself between Lunala and the exit. It wasn't like he was ever going to stop the guy if he came flying over here again, being all of like a fucking foot tall, but he'd have a...

Twenty-four hours remain in Day Two. No votes have been cast.