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Pokeheroes Mafia: Game 2
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SIGN-UPS FOR ROUND TWO ARE NOW CLOSED.
If you reserved a slot, please finish your character at your earliest convenience.
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Welcome one and all to Director Sierra Von Hauté's private island. You have been generously invited to an amazing wrap party for your most recent film, Five on Five. This party is of course to likes of which Hollywood has never seen. Do you see the hula dancers, hear the music from the rock band on stage? Do you taste the amazing food served to you by the most professional waiters in the city? Don't forget to tip them well, they might give you some interesting dirt in exchange…
Who are you? Well, you all are Hollywood's top 10 Actors. And who am I? Why, I'm Roxanne Ritchi, of course, only the most trusted reporter, and liaison to the Hollywood's Best.
But the ten of you are the stars of the show. Literally the ten costars mentioned in the title credits. You see, the Director has called you up to the top floor for the main event: The First Screening. I'm here of course in my capacity as trusted reporter, but you ten are the ones who will enjoy the show. But some of you are… unhappy with this final product. And now the cast are playing a deadly real life game of Mafia.
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"Hello, hello! I'm Roxanne Ritchi, but you can call me Roxie. Hmm, some of you seem a little familiar... oh well, probably just a trick of the mind. Welcome esteemed actors and actresses, please allow me to escort you to the private theater."
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"Don't worry. I'm not one of those blood-suckers that you normally need to deal with. At least not while I'm on official capacity for the Director. And speaking of the Director, she asked me to give you this. The ten stars each received one as a note of personal gratitude!"
[You have obtained a letter from Director Von Hauté, inviting you to the first screening event.]
"Your attendance is... nonnegotiable. But I assure you, you won't regret it!"
You follow Roxanne to the theater, give your letter to the security guard and present your ID, and see rows of recliners set up similarly to a cinema.
"Yes, yes. Our gracious host asked me to take you here. Sit down, and enjoy a brief moment of peace. Your fellow cast members will arrive shortly!"
She leaves, presumably to find someone else, and you take a spot at the table.
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Hello! Please post within the next ~twenty-four hours confirming you are sitting in the theater. If you do not post within this time, I will replace your character with an NPC.
Anyone with a special role will be messaged within the next ten minutes. If you are not messaged, you are a villager. A group palpad will be made shortly.
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Housekeeping:
Roles are random, and were based off of a random number generator with your number as code.
At the end of the RP, I will post the screenshot and a timestamp, proving I did not take bribes.
If you were detective/doctor and you did not respond, your role will be given to another villager.
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Guide to my Posts:
Red means Roxanne Ritchi is speaking.
Magenta means Director Sierra Von Hauté is speaking.
Italics typically mean actions.
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[Bracketed dot dot dots mean you are "speaking" to the NPC in a natural pause in the conversation.]
[Bracketed text means you are receiving an item.]
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HAVE FUN!
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edit: all roles have been chosen! check your palpads.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
"So we meet again, Ms. Ritchi! What a pleasant surprise! Hopefully, this isn't like last time, eh?"
Kendo took a seat, slinging a hand over the seat, and crossing his legs.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
"Hello, Kendo. Yes, hopefully this is... different."
Nothing had been proven, but she just knew that Kendo had been one of the killers.
"I see you have moved from streaming to acting. Congratulations!"
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
"Why so on edge, Ms. Ritchi? It's not like I did anything wrong. Or... do you know something that others don't?"
He laughed.
"Heh, I gotta get outta this alive. I have a date with theo in a few days. Hopefully nothing happens."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
Staring at her newborn baby, crying ontop of a dinnertable. Her inner thirst for food was agonizing but she just couldn't do it. She couldn't eat her baby, she loved him too much. In retaliation, Banica started eating herself alive along with the Demon of Gluttony. Once she was finished, she was obviously dead. But at the same time, it dawned on her. She was the new Demon of Gluttony.
Banica woke up in shock, sweating. "Are you ok Lady Banica?" Said a fammiliar voice. She snapped her head back and saw it was her two most loyal servants since she was a child, Arte and Pollo. "Strange didn't i..." She thought for a moment before shaking her head and looking at them both. "Yes i am fine. What do you need?" She asked. "Well, you have recieved an Invitation from a woman named "Sierra Von Hauté".". Taking the letter, she read through the contents quite quickly. She was about to decline the invite but her eyes glimmered like the stars at the sight of the word "Food".
Slamming down the letter, she yelled out, "Arte, Pollo, get my Cariot! We're heading towards Director Sierra Von Hauté's private island!" They both immediately nodded "Of course maam" and went off.
After a few minutes Banica, Arte, Pollo and her Chariot were on a speedboat (somehow) heading towards the private island. Once they arrived, Banica in her most formal outfit (that being a large ballroom red dress) arrived at the theater.
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
✿ 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❀
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
Ayran mused to himself, 'How ironic.. For a ex-thief to be invited here...'
Ayran looked at a familiar face across from him, and smiled politely, "Mr. Sato... Long time no see.." Ayran said calmly, just like talking about the weather, but his eyes were sharp as a knife.
It was unsure if he was talking about the filming they just did, or maybe a past event that involved his past occupation.
He leaned back on his chair, and just looked up as if the theatre could swallow him whole. If Kendo is here, would he be too?
Ayran shook his head at that thought, 'If anything, I should hope that I didn't see him anymore after that incident.'
He twirled a brand new gold coin in his hand.