GAME 2 - Night 3

[protoshepherd]

[ OOCly, the rules are pretty much clear! Sheep can win by voting out ALL the wolves. Wolves win when there are less than three sheep teams left. That is what it says on the rules feature of the cellphone, too. But it seems that the text earlier in the day stated otherwise...

It's about time for the suspicion poll to close. And to start off the new poll, everybody receives 1 new message. ]

prsn fird
lie abt ruls
cnnt lie
sheep win wen wolf r gone all wolf
wolf win... diff
nly wen les dan 3 sheep
cnnt lie abt ruls no more prsn
vot hu is wolf
hello
i am proto

[ However, there is no "reply" option yet again.

It's eerily unsettling how this text isn't as coherent and how the words aren't properly formed, huh? There doesn't seem to be anything new, either. There is no fresh food served - you'll have to make do with the breakfast food... which Dandy has conveniently thrown on the floor.

Hey! There's that vending machine. Raid that shit (aka punch it, break it, etc.). There's soda, potato chips, cookies, and other unhealthy snacks. It should at least tide everyone for the evening. ]

Poll #16644

This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 3

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hu is wolf

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Dick Gumshoe, Bobby Fulbright
3 (100.0%)

Inspector Cabanela, Jesse Pinkman
0 (0.0%)

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[ 00 EST 28 April: Ousting poll draws to a close. A new day begins, with two teams out of the game. ]

Comments

mirror mirror on the wall, who's the most serious of them all

[catmagnet]

[ Protip: Not me. ]

[ If anyone was looking for Kongwai for some unfathomable reason during the past hour, tough luck. That time was ill spent trying to fight off a horse much stronger than the average nerdy bookworm, much to his chagrin. No matter how hard he tried to convince the horse otherwise, the drool would just not stop getting on his clothes and, most annoyingly, his hair. The only silver lining was that he managed to keep his beloved book dry and free from unwanted horsey fluids.

Somehow, this all eventually ended with Kongwai giving up some of his dignity and opening a book to read to the current bane of his existence. Yes, he's aware of the increasing amount of regrets and bad decisions in his life. But he's an adult, he can deal with it. Or so he thinks.

Unfortunately, time flies, and he managed to only realize it after he recited a couple of stories and said horse finally seemed to decide that Kongwai was a friend, not food. (Probably). Looks like he missed the vote this time. So much for being a responsible, respectable adult.

Needless to say, coupled with the lack of food, he's about ready to be done with everything and commandeer the shower for the next few hours, no ifs and buts. If any other guy wanted a shower especially if your name is Dandy, ahaha, too bad! You can pry him away once he feels clean again.

Here's hoping horse drool washes off with no fuss! ]

[trenchdoting]

Awwww man! [Gumshoe looks a little worried to see his own name on the phone. He frowns for a moment, then he shouts to everyone else.]

Alright! If anyone wants to cross-examine me, come on and get it over with! I've got nothing to hide!

...But just in case you think I'm guilty anyways, I have the right to a last meal!

[So he'll be found sitting on the floor by the ruined breakfast food, back to eating it alongside the horse.]

[catmagnet]

[ Sometime after his hour-long shower, Kongwai finally gets himself presentable enough for polite company again. Of course, that means it's time to, sigh, talk to people again. Gotta grin and bear it. ]

Detective? If you aren't too tired, could we talk for a bit? I have a few questions to ask.

[trenchdoting]

[Man, this guy smells like pure soap...

Regardless, Gumshoe nods.]

Sure thing, pal. I'll take any questions! [He offers some floor bacon to him.]

[catmagnet]

Thank you, but I'm still full.

[ Read: NOT A CHANCE IN HELL.

Anyway, Kongwai takes a seat somewhere nearby that one, isn't greasy with food and two, is a safe distance away from the horse's mouth. Not this time, newfound nemesis. ]

Out of curiosity, I wanted to ask how you yourself decided on your team's vote.

[trenchdoting]

Heh... To be honest, pal, it was Detective Fulbright who did most of the thinking. But his logic sounded really sound! And, uh, logical. [His eyes lull back and forth as he tries to remember all the details.]

The first step was using that clue we got earlier! Cuz on the earlier days, the clue showed us three teams, only one of which is supposedly a wolf. Between those clues and the people who, um, who disappeared because of the wolves, that left only four teams left. And then today's clue proved one of those teams are innocent... so that brought us down to three again.

There's me plus Detective Fulbright, Inspector Cabanela's team and that Space Dandy guy's team. All of us are suspects! So from there... Detective Fulbright thought that some of the votes made by the inspector's team were really fishy! Plus, for an inspector, he spent more time trying to hatch escape plans instead of figuring out who the wolves were. It was Detective Fulbright who tried doing most of the legwork there! He practically lives for rooting out these wolves, pal!!

[fencefatale]

[ Aaaactually going to interject over here, because it's kind of important ]

So you're saying that finding a way out isn't as important as figuring out who the wolves are?

[trenchdoting]

I- I don't mean it like that! I wanna get out of here and finally wash Mr. Edgeworth's car pronto...

But, see, the thing is that most of us realized a way out without playing this game was hopeless early on, and even then he kept trying things! ...Not that I don't admire that resolve! It's possible he was really dedicated to getting out! But if he was a wolf, it's also possible that he was doing that to look useful without having to help with rooting out the wolves! [He's not sure if he's channeling Fulbright's argument perfectly, but it seems like it makes enough sense to him.]

[thefaceofjustice]

Interesting! I'm really curious to hear about who made what on all of our suspicion votes now.

I kept my suspicion vote in for Inspector Cabanela and Mr. Pinkman, and gave my reasons earlier.

[notaccurate]

I just wanted to say that you are an absolute idiot, and if you are the shining example of law enforcement for this city then I am not surprised that some maniac trapped us here.

[Not...that he thinks Fullbright is a wolf or anything, he hasn't put enough time into considering the last three groups to decide yet, but. That logic.]

[thefaceofjustice]

[There is really no way to get an insult through to this man. He just laughs heartily.]

In justice we trust, Mr. Valentino! If you believe Mr. Lockhart and Mr. Springfield are the wolves we missed, you must have noticed that Mr. Dandy voted for them, while Mr. Pinkman did not.

[notaccurate]

Doctor Banner and L'Arachel both voted against them too, does that make them wolves as well?

[thefaceofjustice]

No. It is impossible for the teams of Lockhart/Springfield and Tao/L'Arachel to both be wolves. That would mean we haven't ousted any wolves so far, when we've been made aware that we've caught at least one. And we already know Dr. Banner was innocent.

[notaccurate]

That's my point. They voted for Kelly's team, but they are very clearly not wolves, assuming I am right about Mr. Lockhart's team. So why would you use a wrong vote against Cabanela?

[thefaceofjustice]

Look at the other options. It couldn't have been that either of the other two wolf teams refused to vote at all. Of the two teams that failed to vote, one was in the same clue, and the other was the safe sheep.

If you're suggesting that one of the wolves voted against their own, in the first ousting, when we were all very uncertain of our suspicions... I would say that's very unlikely. The voting ended in a tie; they would have nearly doomed their own. All of the Lockhart/Springfield votes went in the order of the Judge, who we know was a sheep, then your partner Ms. Lucina... Mr. Dandy, who brought that team up to a 3 to 3 tie, and Detective Gumshoe, who brought that team into the majority of 4 to 3... until Ms. L'Arachel voted the other way and brought it back to a tie.

[boobily]

Well, yeah, why would you vote for anyone else? Doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that one out. [ very hostile towards the police guy. just because there are no laws here and he can't be arrested for it! ]

[inspectormacarena]

[If anyone needs Cabanela, he's lying sprawled out over the audience seats, his red scarf draped over his eyes like it's a sleeping mask of sorts. Or maybe he just feels like hiding his face right now, because that text message hit him hard. Nice as it is to know the sheep do indeed have one more chance to fuck up, it's his head on the chopping block. His and Jesse's. All because a detective in white and a detective in a green trenchcoat put words in his mouth instead of adopting the 'innocent until proven guilty' belief. If that isn't awful karma, he doesn't know what is.

Besides, the fact that their host can say one thing about the rules and then hastily correct themselves leaves a bitter taste in his mouth that can't even be washed down by samurai dogs, because there aren't any. ...Well, he probably couldn't stomach them even if they were available. The lack of sleep and overdose of coffee is leading to a terrible nausea and he doesn't even have any more advil left to make it better.

How is he supposed to build a case against wolves if his only possible leads change on him? How are they supposed to win if the very next day, the host can once again turn the situation around on them?]

[notaccurate]

Moping doesn't look good on you.

[Oh, look who's here! He's standing in the row behind Cabanela, looking down at him.

As annoyed as he was by Cabanela's antics before, somehow it seems unnatural to see him not doing everything with that weird flair of his.]

[inspectormacarena]

[If it helps any, one of his legs is propped up against the nearest arm rest and the other leg is stretched out over the back of the chairs. Even when sprawled out, there's still a level of flair there. Or maybe it just looks awkward now.

At the sound of Luca's voice, he does his best to force a smile and slides the scarf off his eyes.]

You know what they say, baby. What goes up must come down and the higher they fly, the harder they fall. [Okay, that's not entirely how that saying goes, but it beats his other personal proverbs like "if someone's in your way, throw 'em in the slammer".]

Besiiides, I like to think I always look good.

[notaccurate]

You look like you fell off a balcony and have not moved from where you landed.

[There is a touch of humor to his voice, though. ]

...it's not a death sentence, you know.

[It's a 50/50 chance of one, but that is not a sure thing! ]

[inspectormacarena]

You're missin' the bigger picture, baby. If it turns out that Shades and his devoted paaartner are sheep, this whole ousting is a waste of time. Sheep versus sheep means wolves are having a good laugh at our expense.

[Not that he's not worried about being turned to glass and supposedly taken up to the balcony, but... Yeah. Fulbright accused him of not being invested in the game, so here it is.]

[notaccurate]

And we will be warned either way, if both of your teams are sheep. Then we can go from there.

'Give me the strength to accept what I cannot change, the courage to change what I can, and the wisdom to know which is which.' It sounds like you need a healthy dose of wisdom here.

[inspectormacarena]

[Well, that has him crack a far more genuine smile. He sits up a little straighter, propping himself up on his arms.]

Hahaha, I used to get around with talent and dumb luck, but I guess that's not enough anymooore. So do you have any actual questions for me about the game, baby? I'd haaate to be accused of distracting you again. [Sure, he's joking about it, but he is sort of bitter at the same time. Who accuses a guy of distraction tactics when he's just doing his job? Geez.]

[boobily]

You're a pretty smart guy, I wouldn't get rid of you if I were these people, baby. [ here comes dandy, sitting right next to cabanela and stretching. he has to look cool in front of the other cool guy! ]

Or maybe that's a reason to... [ he doesn't know, he's a little confused, but point is, he said he wouldn't get rid of cabanela. ]

[inspectormacarena]

[What- Oh. Sup Dandy. Cabanela will sit up and try his best to also look cool, but after everything that's been happening over the past few days, it's sort of a chore.]

Why, thaaank you, baby. Hate to be the guy to point this out- Really, I am, but me being smart doesn't mean I'm not a wolf. What matters mooore is whether those other two detectives are smart enough to be right. [And if they're not right... Well, that just leaves one other team from the indirect clue.]