BARiTONES

[idolpro]

[ Your own room is fairly nondescript, the walls washed in your unit's colors. There are chairs here, but no beds nor tables.

You can make your own toplevels for discussion. ]

Comments

INFORMATION

[idolpro]

[ In your private room, you see the following message written in blood along the walls:

A knife ]

VOTE

[idolpro]

[ 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.

You must vote as a unit. ]

Re: VOTE

[purrrnicious]

IN THIS ORDER: peppep, wild city, baritones, lilis

RESULTS

[idolpro]

[ The blood on the wall drips, suddenly: ]

Who will you save?

Re: RESULTS

[purrrnicious]

future is now!!

[noteablekiller]

Is now really the time...

[tradesecret]

Is there ever a time for murder?

[thechampagneking]

[from the corner, biting and belligerent

feel free to ignore him]

All the time now, apparently.

[tradesecret]

Then let's get used to it.

How shall we play? By being honest or deceiving them?

[purrrnicious]

Well, since we're screwed and probably gonna end up being voted as "condemned", I'm gonna go with lying.

[thechampagneking]

[Manhattan does not want to be here right now, just sitting in a corner of the room drinking by himself]

[noteablekiller]

[sigh]

Manhattan.

[thechampagneking]

Poetic, isn't it? A game where we can be condemned while everyone hates us. Like instant karma.

[DRINK]

[noteablekiller]

Neither of us did anything to deserve instant karma.

[thechampagneking]

Mmmm.

[taking another drink]

Fine, so not karma, just very bad timing.

[purrrnicious]

[Sounds like you need an indecisive cat staring down at you, buddy.]

[thechampagneking]

What? In need of a pick me up?

[purrrnicious]

Shut up.

[Dropping down to sit next to him and curling her tail around herself.]

[thechampagneking]

What? I'm serious. It's not like there's a shortage.

[offering over his flask]

[noteablekiller]

[stopping briefly back in the room]

I'm going to volunteer us to 'die', if someone would like to 'argue' with me, it might help sell that I'm being honest about our clue being the foyer a bit better.

[tradesecret]

Argue against killing ourselves?

[noteablekiller]

I'd appreciate it. Make it sound like I thoughtlessly put your lives secondary to my values, if you could?

[tradesecret]

How indignant am I allowed to get? I will keep it verbal.

[noteablekiller]

Do whatever you think is best.

[purrrnicious]

Don't you think you're overselling it?