Day 3: Stringing You Along
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It seemed like the job suited her perfectly. It was easy, and it paid pretty well. She got to stand near the fountain in town square with her hat on the ground, laughing stupidly and making bad jokes so that people would drop coins for her.
“Hey!” Flamingdove shouted. “What’s the opposite of Christopher Walken?”
“What?” Someone called back.
“Christopher Reeve!” She howled in response.
“Ugh, god!”
“That was in terrible taste!” The crowd groaned and jeered, but Flamingdove simply guffawed and clapped her hands. Yes, being the Town Idiot was the perfect job for her. Unfortunately, it had its drawbacks.
At the end of the day, Flamingdove sorted through the money dropped in her hat, and found a piece of paper. She read it slowly, then again, then again. She couldn’t figure it out. She kept reading it, over and over, until something suddenly began to click.
“Oh… god…” she whispered to herself, beginning to drool. It was all connecting in her mind! It was getting clearer! The universe had been rent asunder, its contents spread open before her!
And her head exploded.
When the two priests came to clean up her body, they found the piece of paper she’d read. It seemed to be a thorough explanation of string theory juxtaposed with Schrodinger’s theories: enough to kill anyone without the brain matter to process it.
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“You three were present at the Town Idiot’s most recent performance,” the young priest growled as he faced Ei-kichi Stalth, m e a m e a a, and Unphotographable. All three were blindfolded and standing in front of the two priests. The old priest was opening an orange with his teeth, while the young priest confronted the suspects. “I want you to come clean. Which one of you gave flaming dove this dangerous material?!”
“He did!” Both m e a m e a a and Unphotographable pointed at Ei-kichi. Ei-kichi turned to m e a.
“Do I gotta keep a ho in line?”
“There’ll be no more of that for you, Slickback!” The young priest roared, and he handcuffed Ei-kichi and dragged him away to the church. M e a m e a a and Unphotographable sighed with relief, and removed their blindfolds.
“So, can we go home now?” M e a asked the old priest. He simply shrugged. Unphotographable raised a brow.
“I’m pretty sure he doesn’t give a crap about any of this at all…”
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Hear ye, hear ye! The evening report is as follows!
Flamingdove’s Town Idiot act was ruined by the Saboteur!
Ei-Kichi Stalth was arrested! (Close call for m e a m e a a and Unphotographable!)
Saboteur, name your next victim!
Gossip and Harlot, who do you want to know about?
Vigilante, the town needs you!
Everyone else, time to vote!
All roles must send their actions and requests by 10pm tomorrow night!
All votes must be in by 11pm EST!
And all’s well!
(Side note: The Walken/Reeve joke is the most horrible, distasteful, terrible, stupid joke I could think of that didn't use profanity. My apologies to the offended.)
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