[ On the opposing wall is the same blanked out paragraph in the lobby, written in blood:
The woman was killed with a ______ in the ______. The killers did so because______. In order to hide the body, they ______; she was found months later in the basement.
Underneath are pins with every unit's color and name on them. You understand that you must put the appropriate unit pin to the blank, in order to vote.
[It really is just her - just Wednesday - and a bloody message scrawled upon the walls.
[Call her ridiculous, but it hadn't even occurred to her that this might happen. She certainly would never have dreamed it could have happened so soon, and so soon after the last game.
[And that means - what? That means she's got to figure it out on her own, what's required of her as well as what she's supposed to do. Wednesday doesn't understand a word of it, she doesn't know how to solve a murder, she doesn't know how to lie. Is she even supposed to be doing that? All she understands is - is that four units have to die here, or eight do. And that... well, that makes it into a numbers game. A simple matter of minimising the damage--
[And you can't get much more minimised than a team of one.
[She knows it within moments. Knows, a heartbeat later, what she has to do.
[Shaking, she drops heavily down into one of the chairs, and buries her face in her hands. At least there is nobody around here to know if she cries now.]
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The woman was killed with a ______ in the ______. The killers did so because______. In order to hide the body, they ______; she was found months later in the basement.
Underneath are pins with every unit's color and name on them. You understand that you must put the appropriate unit pin to the blank, in order to vote.
You must vote as a unit. ]
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2. BARiTONES
3. pep!pep!
4. ☆ZRAEL
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[It really is just her - just Wednesday - and a bloody message scrawled upon the walls.
[Call her ridiculous, but it hadn't even occurred to her that this might happen. She certainly would never have dreamed it could have happened so soon, and so soon after the last game.
[And that means - what? That means she's got to figure it out on her own, what's required of her as well as what she's supposed to do. Wednesday doesn't understand a word of it, she doesn't know how to solve a murder, she doesn't know how to lie. Is she even supposed to be doing that? All she understands is - is that four units have to die here, or eight do. And that... well, that makes it into a numbers game. A simple matter of minimising the damage--
[And you can't get much more minimised than a team of one.
[She knows it within moments. Knows, a heartbeat later, what she has to do.
[Shaking, she drops heavily down into one of the chairs, and buries her face in her hands. At least there is nobody around here to know if she cries now.]