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[[I have things to do today, if I get voted out, so be it.]]

The fox sighed. "Alright, cool I guess." [[Yeah, you guys got me, I made up that I'm cracking under the pressure of stress after stress irl to win a game. Awesome, what a detective. Pay no mind to how I'm also normally not an active mafia hunter whatever anyway because I'm just not good at that...

Kora screamed in reply, after covering Gen's ears first.

"Alright," Kora hummed. "Can you, like, allude to it somehow? Like, if I had a power that made bread but wanted to hide it, I'd say I could work at a bakery. Or, if I had night vision, I'd say I could see darkness clearly. Or, uh, wait... are those actual powers here?" he blinked, tittering.

Kora wanted to stand in defense of Gen. He wanted to believe, without a shadow of a doubt, that Gen was city, or whatever the good guys were called. But he had nothing to say otherwise and no one was trying to help him and the got damn bacon lady was treating the poor kid like a criminal because...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Kora said, nodding as if he got it. He did not. "Yeah, no, the only thing I got in my mail was the mailbox. And that had my lunch. Which I forgot to eat, and also where I put it."

"I'd love to share anything, but I don't have anything and my Voice doesn't either. The guy that sounds like he's about a gentle shove away from flipping a house onto a table," Kora said, chuckling, then sighing. "Nothing I really say is gonna be of much use, either. Not good at reading people...

"...Whoever's voice that is, please tell them to stop speaking in slants, it's hard enough to hear words already," Kora huffed.

"T-The hell're vowels?" Kora blinked, confused pretty much instantly. "You better not be makin' stuff up, handsome rock man."

Kora raised a paw. "Does it hurt town if I don't say anything? Or if I say something that no one can make sense of? Like the alphabet?"

"Oh, yikes," Kora cringed slightly, scratching his back with that branch from earlier. "Could be... worse? I think? At least nobody else got tossed in the spiritual trash can." He tossed the branch behind him... it didn't touch the ground at all. "Might just be my optimism talkin', but maybe...

[[Aw man, there's randomly targetting roles and shit? This game should be so me, or at least so kora. Man...]] [[I'm just gonna drop Kora in chat and see what happens, I do have other things elsewhere online that might take my attention.]] The tall red bush named Kora fell head-first into a...

[[Nope, I didn't get any PMs or DMs. I don't think anyone would really target me for anything on the account of not really being in the game. Even now Kora's just rotating off screen and I still don't really feel like using him. Even if I wanted to play I don't really got nothin' to add. I'm...

[[how incredibly unfortunate that I actually can't contribute anything of value because, besides me already not being good at hunting mafia or being even remotely intelligent in any sense of the word in any situation, I am also going through a week of nothing but inconveniences and will probably...

Kora shook his body, going back to his Zoroark self. He noticed Gen going off with some other peeps, and a proud smile grew along his snout. "You have fun little buddy," he muttered, then fell flat on his face. ...He started snoring. ...He also started eating something.

Kora hiccuped, holding his head. "Wh-What is that?! Why is that? H-How?!" "You're welcome," Kora chirped, then proceeded to go back to crumbling under whatever the hell word-brick was dropped on his head. In his head.

"Hm? Oh, no, this isn't a trick," Kora said, floating back up to Palkia. "Other Zoroarks just make things look like they're there. But I can just, you know, make things. And be things." He snapped his claws again, turning back into Palkia, and held up his claw. A very long sub sandwich appeared...

"You can have some of mine," Kora said, reaching into his mane and pulling out a handful of bacon. He then ate it without a second thought, holding out a golden coin with his other paw. "...I forgot I had this."

"Well, first time I was dragged out to another world I had to be a hero and save it, then went back home, and every now and then I just kinda left to this fun in-between dimension on accident," Kora began, floating off the ground to be eye-level with Palkia. "Then, when I wanted to go there on...

Kora deadpanned, sighing. "Then why didn't you just say that? You can teach harsh lessons without being harsh, Bacon Lady. Like, you could tell a kid that falling on the ground hurts, or you could shove 'em down a flight of stairs. I'd hope you'd pick the first option." "Nope, but we've bumped...