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

[spaghettimonster]

Well, that's both a vindication and a disappointment, seeing that the inability to just say things is part of the game, and hearing that it's not the sort of insult he could anticipate from hearing it leveled his way before.

"...Surely not something like 'incapable'," Papyrus says, but with a tone that doesn't even convince himself. Quite a few of the words he can see are that sort of level of rude, and - from what he knows of people - similarly not very fitting.

"Well, whatever! Yours is... focused on you--" teeth grit, and he redirects, "a little bit looking out for number one. And, not so much others. Which is obviously not true!You're already doing great at helping me figure this out, but..."

[hemonaut]

Simon bristles at the implications, his jaw clenching for a different reason this time.

It's bigger than me.

"No one's ever looked out for me," he snaps. "And I still gave all I could for people who never gave a shit about me. And this shit calls me selfish?"

Pushing his long hair back with his good hand, he inhales sharply and lets it out through his nose.

"...Yours isn't 'incapable,'" he says. "It's more like..." Simon's gut twists, and he tastes bile- no, blood- in the back of his throat. "...Like whatever you do doesn't matter."

Which definitely isn't relatable, no sir.

[spaghettimonster]

Papyrus doesn't immediately answer, partly because at first, he can't make a sound. His head bobs a little in what might be a nod, and his expression is an unhappy grimace with the whole thing. Simon isn't wrong to snap about being called something so rude, especially if it's untrue, and for Papyrus's own hint...

"N-Not... forgettable, is it?"

Which, is only a loosely overlapping with the hints he's gotten so far. But mattering so little as to slip from the mind is... it's a kind of not being good at things.

[hemonaut]

Simon still seems to be Annoyed by his current perception of his word, and so out of spite decides to focus on helping someone else get their word first whether he actually got his right or not.

"Forgettable? Who could forget a talking skeleton?" Beat. "...No offense."

[spaghettimonster]

"Oh, phew," he sighs in some sort of relief. Mixed at best, considering whatever's up there can't be much better, but at least it's not something like that.

"I-I mean! None taken!! I'll never be offended by pointing out what an outstanding, cool skeleton I am." Standing out as he might be, a little bit, in this group.