"...It is a shame, my Voice only got through the first half of this new day before realizing how futile everything had become for us. And he was working so hard too." She took a drink of her hot choco. "I guess it will only be me for the rest of the day."
Reme was pleasantly surprised to see Mike and Bartholomew join her side. "You both are welcome to however much you want. I doubt I am to survive the night since it looks like Altair hopes to get Anti lynched, and then will either target me or one of the lovers within the night."
"And, Mike, whether you choose to leave or not, I will admit that it was pleasant having the pleasure to meet you. I've never met any
human humans before, and you will certainly stick in my mind."
The Gardevoir sighed, looking over to Wes, or maybe the Voice behind him. "It sounds to me that you've had poor experiences with Altair before, and are somewhat familiar with how much of a trickster he and his voice can be. My own Voice wishes to point to the last experience you three encountered, with a situation much like this one. Altair seeming entirely town, and someone on the town
adamantly pushing for my Voice's suspicious behavior."
"Some of you trust Salem, and even Salem herself believes my Voice to be innocent, considering
his common playstyle, if you can even call it that."
"I would also like to point out that since my voice
has experience against deceptive Mafia, that despite his lack of intelligence, if he was Mafia and wanted to stay alive he wouldn't be painting such a massive bullseye on himself like this. Half of his "mistakes" was talking, when any Mafia easily could stay quiet and let the masses dictate his actions, and not having helpful thoughts since he himself has admitting to the fault of his intelligence and the lack of evidence for he
himself to provide insightful thought."
Another long drink. "And, when he realized his only use was of that of a body to throw around, he offered himself and me for a day extension when the masses were also thinking about having one. One could say that he could have just voted someone else instead of asking others to vote him, which was a slip up of the mind in the heat of the moment and the lack of time as the day was ending shortly anyway."
"My Voice isn't a logical individual as often as the likes of you, but he is trying his best all the same. Voting him out for his differing playstyle stings, but he can see why such a thing would be frowned upon."
"As far as anything potentially helpful, my voice and I will repeat the information that came with out vanilla role:
There is an odd number of town, and second this statement:"
[[just chiming in to say yes, absolutely let’s not kill the claimed cop without extremely solid evidence that it’s a fake claim]]
"If you all believe me to be suspect, then vote
me, the one not claiming a role, instead of the one who
is." Reme said. "Whether my voice is logical or not, even he knows that if you had to decide between someone who might be town with a power, versus someone who might not have a power at all, you should get rid of the weaker of the two."
"Or perhaps we get rid of the one who calls themself the Serial Killer, and not even Vigilante."