All posts made in this game by me, I'll try to render it in 3rd-person mode.
Day 1
Pasonia looked around lazily, playing Dynasty Warriors 6. Most of the people in this game are people he don't actually know; it's tiring, boring and outright sick to have to die in a televised environment while people watch their mind games from afar.
"Hanging by the gallows?" He snorted when the DVD played. "Don't you guys think it's all a bit too ridiculous? GALLOWS? I'd have expected a firing squad if we can have all the advanced amenities!" He then notices a security camera hanging by the back of the room, to which he promptly shows his middle finger and says, "Hey, nutheads! Give us a firing squad or *I* will hang you by the damn noose."
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"Eenie Meenie Miney Mo... Who's the spider on the wall..." Pasonia yawned, dozing off in the bed in utter boredom; without Internet he feels extremely restless. "I should leave a will saying that if I die, I'll want to be buried while sleeping on top of this bed. How'd they make big, fluffy beds like this, really..."
Then he remembered about the voting. Looking around from the second floor window, no one is venturing outside for the moment.
"I can't think of anyone, anything at this moment. So I'll leave it to the spider on the wall..."
He wrote all the names, including his own, on a piece of paper. Then, carefully locating the spider, he had the piece of paper placed directly beneath the spider, and then spoke in a deep voice:
"The spider is you..."
The spider fell from its web ignobly, landing right atop the words Sir Minelli.
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"I couldn't think of a reason I want you dead, boy." Pasonia mouthed to himself in defence. "Whatever it is, you're going into the tally."
Pasonia hence submitted a vote for Sir Minelli, and quietly slipped out of the voting area before anyone else questions him on his decision.
Day 1
Pasonia looked around lazily, playing Dynasty Warriors 6. Most of the people in this game are people he don't actually know; it's tiring, boring and outright sick to have to die in a televised environment while people watch their mind games from afar.
"Hanging by the gallows?" He snorted when the DVD played. "Don't you guys think it's all a bit too ridiculous? GALLOWS? I'd have expected a firing squad if we can have all the advanced amenities!" He then notices a security camera hanging by the back of the room, to which he promptly shows his middle finger and says, "Hey, nutheads! Give us a firing squad or *I* will hang you by the damn noose."
===
"Eenie Meenie Miney Mo... Who's the spider on the wall..." Pasonia yawned, dozing off in the bed in utter boredom; without Internet he feels extremely restless. "I should leave a will saying that if I die, I'll want to be buried while sleeping on top of this bed. How'd they make big, fluffy beds like this, really..."
Then he remembered about the voting. Looking around from the second floor window, no one is venturing outside for the moment.
"I can't think of anyone, anything at this moment. So I'll leave it to the spider on the wall..."
He wrote all the names, including his own, on a piece of paper. Then, carefully locating the spider, he had the piece of paper placed directly beneath the spider, and then spoke in a deep voice:
"The spider is you..."
The spider fell from its web ignobly, landing right atop the words Sir Minelli.
===
"I couldn't think of a reason I want you dead, boy." Pasonia mouthed to himself in defence. "Whatever it is, you're going into the tally."
Pasonia hence submitted a vote for Sir Minelli, and quietly slipped out of the voting area before anyone else questions him on his decision.