Event Annex - The Senate Room

[pumpkinhollow]

CRY HAVOC, AND LET SLIP THE DOGS OF WAR.

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elcome, esteemed guests, to the Senate Room.

The rules of the game are simple. You have a word over your head that you cannot see, and the same word written on a piece of paper in an envelope that also contains a key. There is a door out of this room. Each key opens the door for only one person. You can see the words above others' heads, but you cannot say them, nor can you say any direct synonyms that might give it away too easily, nor can you spell the word or its synonyms. You must find other ways to describe it to allow the other person to guess. More abstract. Get creative with it.

If you believe you know the word, speak it aloud and open your envelope to retrieve your key. If you are correct, you can leave without incident. If you are wrong, your organs will immediately fail and you will die.

Here are the words each participant has been assigned. Players can use them to refer to other players' characters to help them guess, and you can use them to check your answers when you guess, but you can also OOCly know your answer provided you don't use it to ICly cheat. Good luck.

Agent Connecticut

Fickle

Agni Azimar

Traitor (there is an additional document contained in this envelope)

Aloy

Obstinate

Ancient Fuelweaver

Ruined

Anzu Menelikov

Deceitful

Artemy Burakh

Tainted

Capochin Bastone

Inadequate

Cassandra de Rolo

Cynical

Dahlia Leeds

Insatiable

Daisy Tonner

Merciless

Elias Coldwood

Discarded

Ethan Winters

Insufficient

Felix Gaeta

Imprudent

Hector Monaque

Covetous

Jonathan Sims

Hubristic

Lev/Lyubov Morgenshtern

Weak

Luo Binghe

Alone

Marik Ishtar

Megalomaniacal

Mr. Ant Tenna

Histrionic

Papyrus

Ineffectual

Sasavachi Chunome

Misanthropic

Shen Qingqiu

Pretentious

Simon

Selfish

Violet Vespertine

Cowardly

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Comments

[for_i_have_none]

On that visible once-over, he seems to regain a little of his composure -- or at least to tug it over his disquiet.

"Someone's seen fit to visit me with a prank, it seems," he says evenly, firmly folding and putting away the second letter. "I don't find it very amusing."

[mortifer]

Prank seems an odd word to describe something that'd cause such a severe reaction. That the letter folds, however, seems to ease some of the tension from Sasavachi's shoulders.

"Why not share it with us?" He folds his arms. "Perhaps there's a clue within."

[for_i_have_none]

Sharp and dry: "Yes, why not share a deeply personal and alarming message that's most likely a lie intended to cause trouble? I can't imagine."

[mortifer]

Sasavachi cannot help glancing at the word that remains over the man's head.

"You had no hesitation announcing you were a traitor," he answers, just as dry. "Such a label would cause just as much strife, I'd imagine."

[for_i_have_none]

He clicks his tongue in disapproval. "Oh, sir, I announced no such thing. You need to pay closer attention."

[mortifer]

Don't belittle him!

All puns aside, Sasavachi can tell the envelope won't be easily coaxed from this man. Not for the first time, he dearly wishes his more eloquent companions were here.

"Your word is untrue, then?"