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

[apocryphalarchivist]

That's a sufficient enough hint for Jon to pause, fiddling with his envelope for a hesitant moment, before letting out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.

"No point in delaying the inevitable, then. Hopefully it doesn't get fussed about the form of the word, if that's not quite right. ...Hubristic."

It would be so easy to say that the word doesn't mean anything to him, and that they're wrong, but with the example Daisy cited, it's hard to argue, isn't it? Always so pressed to fly as close to the sun as he can, with the consequences that spread out from him be damned. It's no surprise that Elias picked him for the role, after all was said and done. Who else would charge so boldly ahead without thinking about how they might fall, when they rush themselves right off a cliff?

The seal of the envelope is broken, and after a moment, Jon's shoulders finally go slack, a shaky sigh escaping with his next breath. The deed is done.

"Onto you, then, I suppose? Unless you'd like to take a step away. I know Dahlia's here, as well, and I won't be offended if you'd rather hear it from her first."

[hadnoright]

Her shoulders sag a second before his own. Half expecting some other trick, it to not be so simple, but... no. No sudden death for him.

"I— should maybe do a loop. Especially with other factors in play."

Fucking knives.

"...sorry about the Melanie of it all. But. You know."

[apocryphalarchivist]

"I know," he assures her, even if there's an ounce of reluctance to it. Damaged pride at worst, really. "It's what I needed to hear to get to the solution, and— hearing it's certainly better than dying, since that's back on the fucking table, apparently."

He casts a glance around the room, weighing who he should speak with next. Too many words, and his blindness gives him no hints as to how to direct anyone to any of them. How awful. He glances back to her, though, a bit anxious.

"...Be careful when your turn comes. Don't let them stop you here. Not after everything."

[hadnoright]

"I'll be careful. I— like to think I know myself, by now. Guess we'll find out."

As it turn out it really won't be all that hard. Her flaws are admittedly simple, just... intense. But for now, she claps Jon on the shoulder and stands.

"Don't stick it out too long. Never know what people are gonna do. Not in situations like this."

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[apocryphalarchivist]

"You're right. I'll... see you on the other side of it."

He will. He's positive of it. When she rises from her chair, he rises from his own, just the same, finding the key in the envelope as discreetly as he possibly can. He doesn't know what to with the knife, but he'll figure it out as he goes. That's all any of them can possibly do right now.

The best thing he can do for either of them now is to remove one more body and one more weapon from this situation.