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"How the fuck did I make it this far?" Clovis wondered. Nonetheless, he was thrilled with the win. "Shoutout to all my...what's the word..." he pressed his forehead into the palm of his left hand, as he snapped incessantly with his right, trying to find the right Galarian word. Started with an...

Clovis literally could not believe he was still alive. It was unreal. He’d outed himself as a lover and managed to live it out to end. He wished he could say he was impressed, but he was truthfully kind of bitter. He could blatantly see what the scum were trying to do, and it was a dirty, dirty...

[[Ohhhhhh I’m so fucking stupid omegalul. UNVOTE HAZEL, VOTE ESPY.]]

[[I’m pretty damn convinced Espy and Phan are the final mafia now. Wasn’t quite sure of Phan just yet but the whole doctor thing kinda pushed me over the edge. Why not protect Ebony? I was gonna keep my vote on Espy, but fuck, if Phan really is doctor for mafia and we vote Espy, they might...

[[Was literally contributing during the last argument and even some before but go awf queen.]] [[WHY THO???? WHY WOULDN’T WE JUT VOTE ESPY THEN GO FOR PHAN??? It’s me, I’m 12 angry men.]] Clovis could finally breathe. No more space. But now the helpful Houndoom was dead, and it more or less...

[[Alright, after sitting back and reading the back-and-forth, popping my vote for ASTRID.]]

[[I’m trying so damn hard to tell y’all that I’m not scum for the love on god 😂😂]]

[[To be fair a lot of people started reading between the lines too. Nonetheless, yeah I still cannot explain why Jean defended me; this is what made me wary to vote them off; I was SO CONVINCED they were town because of how hard they defended me, it didn’t make any sense to me, and it still...

[[OH okay, gracias for clarification.]]

[[Espy was cleared as town???? When???? Huh??? I threw sus at Bart because they were playing SCUMMY AS HELL, and their wacky voting patterns screamed scum to me. I feel like my sus there was completely and totally valid, even though it was wrong. I threw sus at Mike because Mike made an...

[[UNVOTING HAZEL]]

[[I’m aware of this but starting a vote train on a lover??? What is there to gain from them losing two for one in a single go?? Even if they were aiming for it to not pick up up, that seems extremely reckless and doesn’t make any sense to me.]] [[I’m not entirely saying her innocence or guilt...

[[Okay, I’m not defending Hazel by any means, I’m defending myself. WHY would she even SUGGEST a vote train on Pixie, hypothetically speaking, if we were mafia and mafia KNEW we were lovers???? I’m not mafia, I don’t know how the talks go, so I don’t know if scum lovers would even admit that...

[[Uhhhh I guess we’re doing this? VOTE HAZEL. Also, can I make it abundantly clear that I have absolutely no idea why Jean defended me so hard? Absolutely no clue. And that’s a bad look for Pixie and I. But I swear to absolute god, I’m town.]]

[[Oh I never said I was doubtful it was real, I just legitimately don’t know. I want to see more from Hazel, and right now I am torn 50/50 on Astrid and Sparkle for several different reasons.]]

[[On the down-side here, I’m starting to think that maybe the mafia kinda knows we’re stuck on who the vote for, and were kind of sussing Espy—Espy could have read Pixie and I as lovers, announced it, knowing damn well the other townies were going to look at it weird and probably end up voting...

“First of all, of all the roles…if I was mafia, why the fuck would I claim lover? So when I don’t die, everyone turns to me anyway? Hardly a solid tactic.” [[But now that I’m thinking about it, didn’t Espy also read other people (albeit weirdly and almost unnecessarily) and their reads were...

[[Thought the same thing, why even risk having that blame put on yourself? Weirdcha [[……that’s a fantastic point, if they’re really playing dirty shit like that. Huh [[Defeatist how? I’m a smoothbrai [[Was ALSO thinking this. God, if he wasn’t indisposed…. “If I live through the night...

Clovis groaned loudly from his spot on the floor. He hadn’t moved yet. Physically, he couldn’t. Nor could he bring himself to open his eyes just yet. His stomach was still doing somersaults at the idea that the Earth was so far below them. “Not to clear the Sylveon, but now that you said that...

Clovis exhaled slowly, allowing the anger to flow out of him. He wasn’t going to engage. He couldn’t. The thought of trying to play tag up here was absolutely dizzying, and his head already felt completely fogged. “Right,” he said. “I’ll be ri-ight over once I-I work-k on this little méchant...