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

[xiaoxiuya]

"Straight to it then," Shen Qingqiu mutters, the languid movements of his fan a convenient pretext for avoiding eye contact. Were it not for that thin barrier of painted paper, his even thinner face would immediately betray his discomfort. He clears his throat awkwardly and begins, "My, ah, student tells me it is the sort of thing only a jealous person would say, someone completely lacking in refinement." He subtly points out Luo Binghe, quietly talking with a few others on the other side of the room. As always, his eyes seem to be tracking Shen Qingqiu even when he is not, in fact, actually looking in his direction. Uncanny boy.

"But I am also told the label points to a certain degree of unrefinement in the person it is given to," he adds. "A tendency to perhaps...act above their station?"

[mortifer]

Sasavachi has always failed to grasp the nuanced dance of finer conversation. He would rather things be laid plain, that the issue be thrust forth into the light.

But he'd be lying if he said he didn't appreciate the stranger looking away, allowing Sasavachi to focus on the comforting glint of his bracelets. He knits his hands together.

A little smile tugs at the edges of Sasavachi's mouth; he shouldn't be doing that. He immediately suppresses it the best he can. "You don't agree with it."

A natural response. He'd only heard one person, so far, who's solved their word and spoken it without hesitation.

[xiaoxiuya]

"Of course not. Why should I trust a demon king to give me an accurate assessment of my own character?" He fans himself a little more vigorously, adding, "I'm only interested because it appears to be our only way out of here. And what of you? Has anyone told you anything about your word yet?"

[mortifer]

The man has a point. Demons speak only in half-truths. But it isn't demons Sasavachi is concerned about. It's the others in this room.

He shakes his head. "Very little."

There are many words it could be. Only a fool would be blind to their failings and sins. That is part of why he's been reluctant to make a guess at this point.

"Um, I was told it was a word for one unused to working with others." A beat. "You seem much more certain of your word. I believe... you could leave, if you so chose."