Now to gather people to write-in for a bigger game, etc.
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Chapter 1: Assassin in the Palace
The game started with silence. People stared at one-another, wondering who would take the first move. Or in the case of the assassin, wondering what the best course of action was.
?So then, we all going to stare at eachother here?? Bardiche was the first to talk, eyeing the others with equal measures of suspicion and derision.
?Talking is scummy!? Kitten declared, raising a hand. A pink light enveloped her briefly, then it formed an arrow which pointed at Bardiche.
Keine?s response was a firm nod. ?One vote for Bardiche,? she declared mechanically.
Bardiche?s reaction was throwing up his hands. ?Oh come on! That?s a retarded reason to vote!? he whined.
Keine nodded again. ?Two votes for Bardiche.?
?You?re so cuuuute,? Dormio laughed, while his blue arrow joined Kitten?s.
Bardiche glared and crossed his arms. ?You two are stupid,? he pouted, and sent a resounding vote in Dormio?s way.
U.K. and Shadoweh exchanged looks.
?So it?s assassin in the palace,? recounted Shadoweh. ?Why are we voting ?scummy? and not ?assassin-y???
Kitten shrugged non-committally. ?Talking is scummy,? she repeated, and no matter how the others pressed, she refused to clarify this point.
Keine?s look shot from one to the other. ?Five minutes remain!? she announced. ?Bardiche is at two votes, Dormio is at one, U.K. is at one.?
?U.K.?? The group looked up, and realised that, yes, U.K. had been voted by? U.K.?
?This doesn?t make sense!? protested Bardiche. ?Voting yourself is stupid.?
?It?s silly,? Dormio agreed, and his arrow changed directions.
But U.K. quickly raised a hand. ?Hold it,? she began. ?There?s nothing stupid about self-voting. Self-voting is pro-town.?
There were many times U.K. had declared outrageous things during class. Many teachers had run off, crying they?d ?definitely weed out the scums? whenever U.K. had one of her self-declared epiphanies.
The memory of her declaration that ?cases are scummy? was still fresh on everyone?s mind.
A gambit, then, assumed Shadoweh. She was torn. What was she to do?
?Well, alright then.? Before anyone could say anything, Bardiche?s arrow moved already, and the fluorescent light turned red.
All sounds were stifled. All movement was stifled. U.K.?s body broke in half and crumbled to dust.
?U.K. has been lynched,? Keine observed calmly. ?She was a bodyguard. Game resumes.?
The lights glimmered again, and turned back to neutral.
?? so she wasn?t the assassin.? Bardiche shrugged. ?At least now we don?t have to hear those silly theories of her.?
?Jerk.? Shadoweh stuck her tongue out at him.
?I am not a jerk!?
?Are too!?
As the two began again, Dormio and Kitten exchanged knowing looks. Whether the two were really a couple or not, one thing was for certain: they bickered like one.
?Shadoweh, let?s get married!? cried Bard.
?Yes, let?s!? Shadoweh said in return.
The lights turned red again, and Keine interjected calmly, ?Bardiche has been lynched. He was a bodyguard.?
?Now that?s enough, she?s mine,? Kitten said when the light turned neutral again.
Now only Dormio, Shadoweh and Kitten remained. Not a pleasant situation, Dormio knew ? if one of them was an assassin, and the other a VIP, it meant the assassin had fifty-fifty odds of getting it right in one go.
And if they mislynched, well, the game was over already.
Votes flashed quickly. ?Shadoweh, Dormio and Kitten are at one vote.?
?Stop staring at me like thaaaat!? Shadoweh suddenly cried, cowering like a little girl. To her credit, she was a little girl. ?I can?t just shoot either of you two! I?d never shoot you two!?
?Oh dear,? said Dormio.
Dormio and Kitten moved as one. ?Shadoweh has been lynched. She was the assassin,? declared Keine. ?You may shoot.?
Shadoweh looked at the two. ?I can?t shoot!? she still cried. ?I can?t do that to either of you! It?d mean! Don?t stare at me! I can?t! I?ll shoot Dormio.?
Dormio smiled, and like the two before him, turned to dust.
The lights turned green, and Keine raised her hand again. ?The winner is Kitten,? she said. ?Dormio was a bodyguard.?
The light gathered back in the palm of her hand, and when it faded so had Keine ? but those who had been killed were returned to the room.
?That was fast,? Bardiche commented.
?I loooooost!? Shadoweh struck a dramatic pose, and slumped down on a chair. ?I lost, how could I lose, I didn?t win, I lost.?
Kitten took to patting her consolingly, mumbling sweet nothings in the distressed girl?s ear.
Dormio looked around him uncertainly. Neither Bard nor U.K. seemed to know what to do now. Dormio thusly did the only thing he could.
?You?re so cute.?
Bardiche promptly punched him in the face.
