In that familiar marble hall in the world above worlds 13 players were seated. They were here thanks to yet another unexplainable envelope, this one from the Crimson announcing that due to his ill health he would not be able to hold a gameboard, inviting players to attend a board ran by another player.
They were enthusiastic at first, but when they read the name of the gamemaster many of them could do naught but groan.
“What would such a unpredictable man do when given charge of such an illustratious board?” they had pondered.
Now they were just sipping their tea, waiting for his arrival, wondering what bizzare light show would flare up upon his entrance.
Eventually the gamemaster did enter the room, silent. He seemed to want to keep an air of elegance, one that fits such a fine gameboard.
He began the gameboard in a very official manner, merely checking who was present before announcing the beginning of the board.
Many of the players almost sighed in relief, thankful that he wasn’t going to pull his usual antics. “Maybe this time we can get a normal game out of him.”
And then the illusion of elegance was shattered.
As they peered down to the lower plane the voyagers noticed something. The setting was different from usual. The ordinary mansion that they had grown so used to had been stripped away. Instead what lay in it’s place was…
8 people were gathered around in a room inside the A block of LABO. They knew they had little time to spare on this, they should be seraching for AD, but they couldn’t just leave him. Watase Kasasagi was dead. His constant venturing into highly irradiated zones had simply been too much for his body to handle, and he had slipped from exhaustion in the burnt factory area, tragically dying in an accident.
They placed flowers on his body, held a brief moment of silence in honor of his accomplishments such as bringing the schoolchildren to the safety of their group and then they stood up, resolve in their eyes. They wouldn’t let his sacrifice go to waste. They’d search. They’d survive.
As time slowed to a halt in the setting the gamemaster burst into laughter, unable to contain his excitement and amusement.
“Really? You thought I’d run a run of the mill game? Kyahahahaha! Preposterous! Well I hope all of you have fun!”
“It’s time to begin!”
We are now in the Discussion Phase! This is the equivalent of the Daylight Phase in previous games, and so this phase will either end in 48 hours or if a Majority is reached.
There are 13 players left, so the majority lynch is at 7.
And by my watch the time in BST is 00:46 on the 2nd of April.
This phase will end at 00:46 BST on the 4th of April or if 7 people vote for the same option.
Can all players please remember that their Identities are not things to just casually reveal in this game, and make it rather easy to figure out your Ability for anyone familiar with the setting.
You may begin posting as soon as your Role PM arrives. No earlier please.
