As I survey the people around me I take note of a familiar name. Visor, a man from a place down under as I recall. We did good work together once upon a time masquerading as witches together, and another he had me dancing to a tune all his own until another detective awoke me from my dazed state. I have never seen Visor as a Detective, but he appears at ease among his peers here. It puts me at ease to see him this way, if only a little.
Vulgard makes his presence known soon after, asking soft questions and showing Lapras that being a majestic dual typed generation one Pokemon will not save them from his gaze. Except, what does this man hope to accomplish by saying all those words which amount to nothing but air at the end of it all? To take a take a stand against another in this deadly game of ours should take commitment, and when we set our sights on another with intent it should be with purpose. When I look into Vulgard’s post I do not see purpose, but only words.
Vote: Vulgard
As I look at how Lapras responds to Vulgard, and how Vulgard responds to Lapras, I cannot help but feel a sense of feeling each other out to some degree. There is a dance at play here. I don’t rightly know whose side these strangers dane for, but what I gather from this conversation is that there is nothing coordinated here between them.
I catch Illario chastising Robyn and I can’t help but to bitterly agree that this is not someone who is obvious in any way. He is a man I have crossed paths with twice, and both times my paranoia led to an innocent man being sent to the gallows for crimes only real to the fervent mind of a desperate detective. I once attended a baseball game in Chicago, and in that game they have a saying: three strikes and you are out. If Illario is one of the people who have snuck into this meeting of the minds I can only hope I have the courage and tenacity to face my past. For now, much like Visor, he appears at ease.
Robyn admits to the room that they have been lying through their teeth the entire time. This is as surprising to me as the Sun rising in the East. Robyn has always possessed a formidable and ambitious mind, and I have been led to believe recently this mind has blossomed in the art of subterfuge. Yet, I have seen how they dazzle when left to their own devices even for a day or two when in the role of detective. It would be a shame to see them go before the mystery picks up in intrigue.
The room seems eager to discuss Raskolnikov to various degrees. Unlike the above names, I have not the faintest clue of who this person is or how they may deceive or aid me. Raskolnikov, what would you say is your greatest asset to your faction as both alignments? What is it that you do best?
My eyes are starting to close of their own accord, and soon I will need to leave this world of the waking and allow the stream of time to pass me by. The last thing I will say is in my experience those that post wistfully about wishing to be against the majority instead of their chosen lot tend to be honest more often than seems probable. We shall see if this Wisdom of the crowd proves to be trustworthy.
For now, I must retire after a long day of journeying through the land of Azeroth with my adventuring friends. When Snorlax and I awake, we shall delve deeper into the mysteries that await us in this game.
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