not really
lets just end it here
Unless YBW gets randomised into Marl, yeah.
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haha
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I’m very interested in seeing the results.
Congratulations to everyone who made it this far, irrespective of whether you ultimately win or lose.
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One last round. One last dance.
There is no word from the hosts this time. Nothing more needs be said. This is the end.
RESULTS
Did Not Pick: Jane
(Maybe picked Wheel of Fortune? They weren’t clear. They would be dead either way LMAOOOO)
DIVIDE - [All who pick this count as half a vote for the round.]
3 1.5 - [Magician, Marluxion, YouButWorse]
UNSELECTED
LONELY - [A random picker becomes Antisocial.]
PRAYER - [One picker will become Blessed, while the rest will become Cursed.]
WATER - [All statuses of pickers are removed.]
{{ WHEEL OF FORTUNE }} - [If this is the majority pick, one random picker survives. If not, one random picker dies.]
…Wait, seriously? Seriously?!
The unseen third finally breaks their silence, and you hear laughter echoing from the nothingness. Sharp, clear, almost melodic.
…Uh.
What’s WRONG?
Hey, hold on! How am I supposed to write poetry from this?!
…OH. I SEE now.
…It’s fine! I got this!
…Maybe this time, we try something different.
Not every story ends even bittersweet.
Sometimes, at the end, there’s only defeat.
Indeed, this false promise of victory
Has only brought about a sad tragedy.
The game is OVER. The FIRE is GONE.
Time marches FORWARDS, towards a BRAND new DAWN.
Mistakes have been made, and cannot be UNDONE.
Here, at the end, NOBODY has won.
Time marches FORWARDS, towards a BRAND new DAWN.
Mistakes have been made, and cannot be UNDONE.
Here, at the end, NOBODY has won.
Twenty four fellows, facing off,
Led to not ONE of them here to remain.
Life and death, yes, so it seems,
As each sought victory to claim.
Why each came here, NO ONE knows.
Perhaps, it’s not MY place to say.
Maybe if they had STOPPED to just THINK about this,
At least ONE wouldn’t have lost their way.
Perhaps, it’s not MY place to say.
Maybe if they had STOPPED to just THINK about this,
At least ONE wouldn’t have lost their way.
Twenty four souls, let’s not forget their names.
They made their bets, and they staked their claims.
Facing a fate ALL too uncertain…
Yes, here is where we call the curtains.
And the curtains suddenly fall…
And when they reopen, you are all on stage, side by side, in the order of your “deaths”. Each of you is marked in a way that symbolizes your demise in this strange narrative.
Zorvo, Pigeon, Hippo, Dat, Chloe, Rajidae, Amelia, and Litten all have dagger hilts stuck to their chests.
Marluna is lightly dusted with ash, a red rose in her hands.
Squirrel is marked with a target ring of smoldering ash on his chest, though it produces no heat.
Arctic’s costume has been altered to look slightly charred, and his hands are clasped together.
Silviu has fake blood running down their head, and a clean knife in their hands.
Jake and Atlas have pieces of fake rock stuck to them.
Mistyx, Whysper, and Blitz are chained together, the chains covered in fake blood, dripping slightly.
Eliza has a chain around her neck, as though it had choked her, with a magnet attached.
Chili and Orange have been dressed up to look like they were scorched to death.
Marluna is lightly dusted with ash, a red rose in her hands.
Squirrel is marked with a target ring of smoldering ash on his chest, though it produces no heat.
Arctic’s costume has been altered to look slightly charred, and his hands are clasped together.
Silviu has fake blood running down their head, and a clean knife in their hands.
Jake and Atlas have pieces of fake rock stuck to them.
Mistyx, Whysper, and Blitz are chained together, the chains covered in fake blood, dripping slightly.
Eliza has a chain around her neck, as though it had choked her, with a magnet attached.
Chili and Orange have been dressed up to look like they were scorched to death.
Each of the final four has a red slash across their chest, like they were split in half. (Not a real cut, don’t worry.)
You’s face has been dressed up with makeup to cover the eyes with fake burn scars. They are positioned right next to Orange, holding Orange’s hand. :>
Marluxion’s chest is painted with a broken red heart.
Magician has the false cursed artifact around her neck.
Jane has a wide smile on their face that looks just a little nuts.
And you all find yourselves bowing to…
…Yourselves?
Indeed, the audience is no longer empty. Beyond the hosts, standing on stage in front of all of you, taking a bow, you see all of your images, illusory, looking just like you, down to minor details like Squirrel’s facial scar. And they applaud, and cheer, for you.
And in the back, there is someone else. The third, you assume. Someone you cannot quite grasp the face of. They applaud calmly, but with vigor.
And as the final bow ends, the hosts do a little more narration.
The end was quick: a brutal last stand.
Everyone played all left in their hands!
But with such focus, such fury, such a fight,
Not a single one of them made it out tonight.
The PRIZE was RIGHT THERE. So close, THAT’S why,
With EVERYTHING THEY HAD, all HAD to try.
It’s hard to say who the FIRST was to die,
You could EVEN say it happened all at the same time.
With EVERYTHING THEY HAD, all HAD to try.
It’s hard to say who the FIRST was to die,
You could EVEN say it happened all at the same time.
“Please, one last trick, I’ve got it this time!”
“I’m not afraid, I’ll roll the dice!”
“Hey, that’s a risk I’m willing to try!”
“Every man for himself, and I know what’s mine!”
And so, we ALL bleed. And so, we ALL die.
Sitting unclaimed is the ULTIMATE PRIZE.
At least, we find PEACE at the end of the night.
And now, at last, we can bid you GOODBYE.
Sitting unclaimed is the ULTIMATE PRIZE.
At least, we find PEACE at the end of the night.
And now, at last, we can bid you GOODBYE.
…
And the show is over. You find your bodies freed fully, and you are returned to your original outfits as the curtains close again, for real this time.
Thank you all for playing.
Nobody has won!
If you would like to talk to the hosts any longer, now is your last chance. The game is now over, but I have one more post to make. When I make this post, you will no longer be able to talk to the host characters.
Nobody has won!
If you would like to talk to the hosts any longer, now is your last chance. The game is now over, but I have one more post to make. When I make this post, you will no longer be able to talk to the host characters.
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LMAO
classic minority rule
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oh no
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not a g a i n
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rip 
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There was nothing else anyone could’ve done, rip.
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to quote a certain murder robot, that would be funny if it weren’t so sad
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It was so completely unfortunate. I knew it was fate as soon as I rolled for YBW
I can’t even say I died to bad RNG because of Marl. Rip.
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this isn’t unfortunate or sad
it’s just classic minority rule
nobody can ever win
unless it’s me who got revived that’s one time
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to this day intensify remains the only one who’s won on this site
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My gambit failed.
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Anyone wanna see my confessional chat?
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You did really well this game, tbf. Unfortunately, Minority Rule Minority Rule’d and we all lost
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I tried my best.
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