Szeth Pancakes

LG97 Night Two: Pierced Through the Heart (But Never Killed) One week ago…? The Carnation Floral laughs. You’re sitting across from him, at a different table in the same room. One of his eyes is missing, black, malodorous liquid spilling from the wound down his face, dripping from his chin onto the table. It doesn’t seem to bother him. “You think you’re so clever, don’t you, with your little complaints?” he asks. “Sure. You hurt me.” He points to his empty eye socket. “But you can’t kill me. Not that easily, anyway.” He grins. “I’m a monster on the hill,” he sings. “Too big to hang out, slowly lurching toward your favorite city. Pierced through the heart… but never killed.” He speaks the last part, in a raspy baritone that sends a chill down your spine. “Oh, and… congrats! You killed another one of your friends,” he says, returning to his usual singsong tenor. “Ar– Aschu here–” he snaps his fingers, and you see Aschu’s broken body, lying dead-eyed, slumped against the trunk of a tree– “was taken by the Constables. He’s dead because of you, you know. Think about that for a second: How are you better than me? Your killing is no more justified than mine. What does it matter that you’re trying to stop me? You’ve caused just as much damage.” Finished with his monologue, he sits back, forming a tent with his fingers. “Now: back to your game.” ------------ Vote Count: Araris (1): DeTess TKN (1): Matrim DeTess (1): Frustration Archer (3): Stink, TKN, Mark Szeth_Pancakes (2): Archer, Aeoryi Aeoryi (1): Araris *** Archer was executed! He was Not Affected, and a Fighter! The turn ends at 5:30 PM PDT on Friday, October 13. Spooky.... (╯✧▽✧)╯ Players:

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help pls help help hes in my head hes in my head hes in

Remember, abusing the game will do you no favors :T You have been warned.

Good question @.@ PAFO.

LG97 Day Two: Fastening Myself to You with a Stitch “Link with me,” said a voice in the back of Calephor’s mind. Cale and Phor both cried out mentally, shocked at the casual invasion of ellas brainspace. “No. What? No!” Phor put herself together first, at least enough to manage that. “Who are you? How are you able to–” “Link with m-.” “No!” “Link with me.” Phor’s first moment of terror faded into bafflement. Cale kept panicking, thoughts of mental torture flashing through ellas mind. To Phor, though, the voice seemed to be just that: a voice. That still didn’t explain how it was able to invade ellas thoughts so easily, though. She had best proceed with caution. She took a deep breath, filling ella lungs with air and taking stock of ellas surroundings– ellas residence deep within House Azalea, familiar and comforting. It seemed to calm down Cale, too, at least momentarily. “Link with me,” the voice said again, insistent. “Why should I do that?” Phor mentally crossed her arms. “Link with me.” “But wh-” “If you don’t, I’ll kill you.” The thought came with a cold, biting sensation, reverberating like a gong through both Cale and Phor. “How would you do th-” “Link with me. If you don’t, I’ll kill you. Link with me. If you don’t, I’ll kill you. Link w-” “Shut up!” “--don’t, I’ll kill y–” “Shut. Up!” A burst of mental pain shot through Phor, like she was on fire, followed by utter, complete darkness. Phor tried to open their eyes, but she didn’t seem to have eyes wherever she was. She couldn’t sense Cale with her, either. The darkness stretched on, timeless and uncompromising. After what could have been seconds or years, or longer, her mind slowly began to fade, her thoughts making less and less sense as she slipped into oblivion. ------------- Devotary of Spontaneity was killed! She was Not Affected! Rise and shine! It's Day Two, and things are about to get exciting... >:3 The turn ends at 5:30 PM PDT on Thursday, October 12. Players:

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It is most definitely not ;P

No. Fixed o.0

LG97 Night One: What If I Told You I'm a Mastermind? “Tell me what you know of Whimsy and the Houses,” the Floral said, leaning back in his chair. Cochalis found it irritating how the Floral kept railroading the conversation to suit his agenda. “Um,” he said, “Well, Whimsy are the one true god, of course. They created our planet and everyone in it from their residence on the top of the Tree of Dreams. The Florals of the four High Houses are Whimsy’s appointed messengers, relaying information from Whimsy to the outside world and vice versa. Everyone knows that.” “What if I said that there’s a power beyond Whimsy?” The Floral smiled expectantly. “I’d say… that’s heresy.” Odd. Florals weren’t supposed to be heretics, especially not High Florals. The door creaks open: Shivi, returning with the tea. Ignoring her, the Floral said, “I’ve discovered an… interesting property of Whimsy’s Investiture. I could tell you about it, but I think it would be best to show you.” He smiled pleasantly as Shivi poured both their cups. “Oh, and before I forget,” the Floral says, his snakelike eyes locking on to yours, “Be careful. You’re toying with powerful forces here. I would hate for someone to get hurt.” He grins at you, the yellow light glinting off his sharp canines. “Who are you talking to?” Cochalis asked. Maybe the Floral was going mad– that would certainly explain some things. *** Scion Experience of House Carnation was having a very bad day, and it was only about to get worse. “What do you mean, night duty?” he asked for the thousandth time. He was the picture-perfect scion– he completed all of his duties, even the mind-numbingly boring ones, on time and with meticulous precision. He would have been promoted to Head of Government Affairs last year if Cilia hadn’t been such a brown-nosing snob. But here he was, despite everything, being assigned the most tedious, boring, horrible job he could imagine. Night duty! Whimsy above. “That’s the roots, man,” Randi said. She’d befriended him when he started as a scion all those turns ago. Their strengths complemented each other; she had excellent people skills; could navigate any conversation with ease, no matter how awkward, but she struggled when it came to organizing her work and getting things done on time. (As a result, she’d been assigned night duty much more than he had.) On the other hand, Experience was terrible with people, but was meticulous in his preparedness. “It’s not that bad, really,” Randi continued. “Just try ta think about something else.” Her Verian accent slipped through a bit. She had to be careful with that– some residents of the Tree didn’t appreciate it when a foreigner was in such a high position of power. They were just about done with their filing; the pile of papers on the table behind them was significantly smaller. Most of them had been slotted in their respective drawers, built into the walls of the room. Someone opened the door, without knocking. Rude, Experience thought as he turned around. Standing there were two Constables, their robes marked brown. “Scion Carnation Experience, you are hereby charged with treason, murder, and other high crimes,” one of them said, stoic. Experience had to play the words back in his head to fully process what the man had said. “What? Wait. What?” The punishment for that was- was death. “There’s some sort of mistake, I- I’m sure.” Randi stared, horrified, as the guards grabbed Experience and hauled him out of the room and down the hallway. They burst out onto a branch of the Tree, and the guards unceremoniously threw him over. He screamed as he fell; his head hit a branch on his way down, and everything went dark. ------------ VC: Experience (3): DeTess, Aeoryi, Devotary Szeth (2): Archer, JNV DeTess (2): Mark, Matrim Archer (1): Experience Aeoryi (1): Frustration Mark (1): Araris *** Experience has been executed! He was Not Affected. The turn ends at 5:30 PM PDT on Tuesday, October 10. Player List: Spectators:

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Haha. Don’t. Do that :3

*serious face* ay there’s been a lot of questioning of my ruleset lately, and I just want to say. Stop that. Play the game how it’s supposed to be played. End of story ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Correct *:3

Did you not see my last post? (◕‿◕)

I'll clarify that complaints do not stack. You have one complaint, and it renews every two cycles. Also: Do not use them for in-game reasons. Or else.... ☆ ～('▽^人)

LG97 Day One: You Got Tired of My Scheming (For the Last Time) One week ago The Floral fixed his gaze on Cochalis for what felt like days, but was likely only a few seconds. “Well?” “Yes. Uh, business proposal,” Cochalis repeated, buying time. To his relief, the Floral removed his hand from his face. “What. What is it? Your Floral.” The Floral laughed, darkly melodious. “Please. Call me Ilze.” Cochalis wasn’t sure if he was joking or not. “We’re getting ahead of ourselves,” he said, leaning back and forming a tent with his fingers. “Tell me about yourself. Who are you? What do you value?” “Well.” Cochalis cleared his throat. “I grew up poor, in the Upper Roots. When I got into the University on scholarship–” he meant the Apex University, of course; the most prestigious school in the world, located in a prime position near the top of the Tree– “I decided that what I wanted to do was to help those who didn’t make it out. It was–” “I’ll stop you there,” the Floral said, making a cutting motion with his hand. “You’re trying to be magnanimous. I respect that, of course. But I want to know what you actually want.” “That is what I want,” Cochalis protested mildly. Abruptly, the Floral stood. “Don’t,” he growled, his eyes dark with malice. “Test me.” Cochalis realized what he was insinuating. “I… want a place in your House?” he said. “Good.” The Floral sat. Cochalis let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. He’d work out the implications of what he’d said later. Right now he needed to keep the Floral from throwing him off a branch. “What’s your proposal, then?” *** House Carnation Certificate of Death 4.23.135 Name: Carnation Shivi Cause of Death: Natural Causes Shivi was found dead by our gracious Floral earlier this day. He explained that she’d had a heart attack while on duty. More information has not been divulged. ---------- Welcome to LG97! Sorry this is late, I guess. I mean idk. It's just a game. Who really cares? (*^‿^*) The turn ends at 5:30 PM PDT on Monday, October 9. Players Spectators

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That's probably good. Totes!

I'm torn between wanting more players and not wanting the players I do have to be inactive. Use your best judgement. It's okay to take a bit of a backseat for your first game, but please make sure you'll be able to actively participate for most of the game. I don't have a good estimate for how long this one will go, but it will probably be over two weeks.

Basically. I’d recommend reading this before the game, just so you’re up to date on the SE-specific lingo and stuff.