welcome to chimera!

oh hey there's an idea

fuck you, zonks

you change your mind quicker than your ma changes beds, cacterella

Dear me. It seems to me, Caractacus, that you are the clingy one, intent on tearing down my attempts to be unbiased and productive. I can't blame you for trying. In any case, I now lodge my vote against you, Mister Phelps, rather than Miss McCormack.

(3) Caractacus - Victoria, Eileen, Tom
(1) Catriona - Alphard
(2) Tom - Catriona, Nathaniel


Too busy being jackasses to properly vote - Caractacus, William

zonks

riddle

well i was gonna be charitable, but you just don't stop lookin suspicious, do you! can't say pushin for my execution when i'm the only one talkin sense is much in your favour

too busy wankin off to notice the murder goin on in his circus - zonks

I heard something about Riddle? I'm afraid I failed not to understand just about everything Pelps said beyond Alphy. His efforts in coded language are promising, though.
As I say, Riddle seems as good a subject to test the waters as any.
I'm sorry, Tom. This is merely a game - very wise words.

... You call this talking sense?

I, then, will take initiative and be charitable instead. I remove my vote from you once again, Mister Phelps, and revert it to my original vote (Miss McCormack) in the hope that it will curb your desire to constantly shed doubt on my motives. Besides, I recall hearing you say that you would not vote for me if Miss Summers did.

Oh, of course, Alphard. I understand. This is how the game works.

ahhh, lookit that. alright, i've changed my mind. i don't think you're mafia, even if you have been acting awful suspicious. i don't think a mafioso would be quite so fuckin obvious, i guess.

so i'm switchin away from riddle and to cat. ain't nothin personal, sweetheart, i just don't wanna end up with my skeleton playin in zonko's jazz band tonight.

oh, my mistake

zonks

the real culprit oughta be zonks' mother

by jove i think the boy's got something!

that's how your mama talks ain't it, zonks? am i onto somethin?

(2) Caractacus - Victoria, Eileen
(2) Catriona - Caractacus, Tom
(3) Tom - Catriona, Nathaniel, Alphard


I heard you don't even have a mother, Willy, and you were just spawned out of a dirty puddle.

my puddle was crystal clean, i'll have ya know

cleaner than you, 'least

Oh, please. There are beings behind your ears gaining sentience as we speak.

.... Forgive my ignorance, but I did not think Mister Zonko nor his mother were among the party to be accused?