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Pokeheroes Mafia: Game 1

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RoyalUltima
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Posted: Thu, 24/11/2022 17:37 (2 Years ago)
Kaori sighed. Waiting wasn’t doing her any good. She shook the doll slightly, as if wanting to shake the spirit out of it. She shook it up and down and waited a bit more.
❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀
✿ Where there are bees there are flowers ✿
✿ And wherever there are flowers, there is new life and hope ✿
✿ And wherever there is new life and hope, there is love, and someone there ✿

❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀
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Posted: Thu, 24/11/2022 18:07 (2 Years ago)
Ayran nodded, and smiles gentlemanly to the others and held the door, "Why don't you guys come in instead of standing out there?"
[tl/n "Are you an Idiot? ^^"]
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 03:15 (2 Years ago)
this is a watered down version of the original. you're all welcome.

Night had fallen again. The Don noticed with much interest that the guests had begun to become rather friendly with each other. Perhaps... too friendly. He had spent much of the day drafting legislation for the hospital with Dr. Kim and Senator Myers (killable npc). They had gotten much business done as group amidst the conversation, which still flowed as freely as the wine.

Doctor Quell, the Don's personal physician had examined the bodies. Due to his autopsy reports, it was determined that there had been stab wounds from three different people.

"Are you sure that this is a good idea, Dominic? Keeping everyone in the house like this? Why not turn everyone over to the police?

"Because the police are corrupt, my friend. They will let them all go. My loyal friend can only investigate one man per day."

Roxanne walked over to the pair, concern etched on her face.

"They didn't send anyone to police custody today..."

"Yes, that concerns me too."

"Have patience. they are all intelligent people. They have made the decision to sacrifice another life in hopes for more information. My 'waiters' will protect us, and the killers know this. They will only attack the guests."

"What if they don't find the killers in time?"

"Have faith. And if they don't there's a reason that I have selected back-up... guests... for each field. There are clearly three anarchists among us though. Or perhaps, worse even, spies for the corrupt government. The stakes are too high. How i wish I could just kill them all. Like the old days..."

---

It was Roxanne who had woken up the next morning to go for some fresh air. She entered onto the balcony, and saw a figure, leaning on the railing, drink in hand. She walked closer to investigate, and maybe converse with the guest.

"Hello, Dr. Kim. How did you sleep?"

There was no answer.

"Dr. Kim? Kaori?"

There was still no answer. The reporter noticed that she wasn't so much leaning as she was slumped over the railing.

"Kaori? KAORI?"

She was dead. Roxanne stifled a scream, and swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. There were three stab wounds on her body, identical to those found on Marlon's.

She caught herself on the railing, and ran inside. The guests were all woken, and they joined the Don and his associates on the balcony to observe the solemn scene.

---

Kaori, you are dead. Blame the three killers...
Everyone else may discuss. In 20 hours, I expect ejection votes. FOR REAL. IF I'M NOT GIVING< YOU ALL BETTER NOT. Put them in italics at the end of your final post of the day cycle. You can change your votes, I'm looking at your most recent posts. Be prepared for the next night cycle. We will SERIOUSLY be speeding up soon...

NPCs Dr. Quell, Waiter Matthews, and Waiter Carbone are now available to talk to. I will spin a wheel. You have a 1 in 8 chance of getting useful information. Cuz 8 people are alive! You can talk to one NPC a "day". They may take time to respond. If a Mafia member talks to an NPC, and strikes lucky, their name will not be revealed to any subsequent villagers that strike lucky.

Ex: A is a Mafia member. They strike lucky and a clue to a name is revealed. B strikes lucky. No matter what their clue is, it will not point back to A.

This is to keep things interesting.

It was never meant to be.
~
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟

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ANJUNE, MY GIRL <3
Back in the scheme of things for Andrael

We cool.

th30
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 03:22 (2 Years ago)
"...another one died." Theo mumbled, a bit shaken up. He was not smart in this situation, and usually just went with the popular vote, or the vote of someone he trusted cough cough kendo cough, so he waited and tried to get himself together.


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Cath~
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 03:30 (2 Years ago)
Senator Briggs Myers approaches Dr. Quell to talk.
"Yes, a terrible tragedy. You don't happen to know who did it? Well I don't either..."
It was never meant to be.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟

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ANJUNE, MY GIRL <3
Back in the scheme of things for Andrael

We cool.

ImKendo
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 03:38 (2 Years ago)
Kendo found Theo, hugging him from behind.

"You alright, theo?"

It was clear he was trying to be calm, but his hands were trembling, his voice having an anxious undertone.

"We can't let this go on for much longer."
Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.
th30
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 03:41 (2 Years ago)
"Yeah- yeah, I'm fine. Still shaken up." Theo said. "...this is scary to witness." He muttered, looking around at everyone else. "Well... to stop it, we would need to find the murderers...but who?"


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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 03:43 (2 Years ago)
Kendo sighed. He had just woken up, so all he was wearing was his crumpled white shirt and black shorts. His normally-messy hair was even more wild than usual. He ran a hand through his hair nervously.

"i don't know, Theo."
Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.
th30
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 03:48 (2 Years ago)
"...I don't know either. I just..." Theo said, looking down at the floor. ...heh, weak. "...wanna go home." He added in a whisper. Theo did not want all this to happen.


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Ryusei-Red
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 06:26 (2 Years ago)
"H-hey! Stop, im dizzy!" Yelled out a voice behind Kaori. It was Michella, Marlon's daughter. She had been woken up from the shaking of the Clock worker's doll.
"The stars in my memories that I can't express in words, all packed into a balloon,
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"

"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime

ImKendo
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 08:37 (2 Years ago)
Kendo hugged him tighter.

"I know, Theo. I'll keep you safe. Don't worry."

His voice was soft and quiet as he stroked Theo's hair.

"Stick with me, okay?"
Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.
th30
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 10:08 (2 Years ago)
"Yeah. I know...I know you'll keep me safe." Theo said. He felt an odd kind of warm around Kendo, and it was comforting. Maybe it was love. He didn't know.


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ImKendo
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 10:19 (2 Years ago)
Kendo let go of him, sighing.

"You shouldn't have to see things like this, Theo. I'm sorry."

He rubbed his eyes sleepily, running a hand through his hair.

"who the actual fxck is doing this..."
Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.
th30
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 10:26 (2 Years ago)
...no, don't let go- "You don't need to be sorry, it's not your fault." ...unless...but no, he wouldn't. Theo glanced around the room again, being careful not to meet other people's gaze. He was not smart in these situations, so don't ask him who to vote.


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ImKendo
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 10:30 (2 Years ago)
Kendo sat down on the floor. His posture was slouched, his hands tapping nervously. Man was clearly panicking.

"C'mon. Sit down next to me, Theo."

He tapped the floor in a rhythm. His carefully swatted his golden-brown hair out of his face.
Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.
th30
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 10:36 (2 Years ago)
"Mkay." Theo said, sitting on the floor next to Kendo. What is he tapping? Morse code? A song?


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ImKendo
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 10:44 (2 Years ago)
"You look so tired, Theo. You need some rest?"

Kendo stroked Theo's hair, smiling affectionately.

"You're welcome to sleep if you want. I'll watch over you."
Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.
th30
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 10:48 (2 Years ago)
"...yeah. I'm tired." He said, and then leaned on Kendo and eventually fell asleep.


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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 10:54 (2 Years ago)
Kendo kept stroking Theo's fluffy hair, smiling affectionately. He whispered something softly.

"I love you so much... Why can't you just say yes, for once?"
Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.
th30
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Posted: Fri, 25/11/2022 14:29 (2 Years ago)
Theo was just sleeping peacefully. He hadn't slept this well in a while.


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