Father Bill
he/him
47
November 24
Sootopolis
Bisexual
Daddy
Councilman
I took the Sin out of Sinnoh. Want to help me put it back in Hoenn?
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Bill Anderson
MASTERMIND [pc]
POSTED ON Aug 22, 2021 17:08:29 GMT
  X  Both/Both - Kill Number: 6 1x Killer-killing blowdart (-5) Task: sightseer used 1x soda pop used: Killer-killing blowdart Future Sight + Calm Mind (+6) Musharna's Moonlight soaked the coastal terrain. The pale pink light cast harsh truth across the landscape, scouring the sandy crevices for hints as to the monster's lair.
As they explored outside, Bill noticed another vending machine wedged between overgrown palm trees. Suddenly, a sliver of the future came hurtling towards him, like a handful of bones cast in the silence of his mind. His Musharna had called on the future before, and as present and potential collided, realization was formed in cold metal.
He pushed aside the fronds and reached around the back of the vending machine, pulling out the long hidden weapon that had been duct-taped there. It was a strange tool: long and slender and smelling of tropical poisons, and he took care not to sight it directly at any of his competitors, especially not at FERNANDO SILPH , kyle lopez or the suspicious John Sullivan . "Let's make this fun. Who's the killer?" Bill asked everyone. "Hideo Kino ? Alexandra Briarwood ? Melody Miro ? you've been quite quiet so far. Anything you want to tell us?" It was a subtle ploy. Likely nobody would admit their role outright, but their reactions would give much away. Lying was as much how you phrased your falsehoods as it was what you said.
He continued to survey the landscape, laying the land as they sought the true hoard of the island monster. Was it a literal monster? Well, yes. It had very clearly eaten Kazimir Wynter . But could it also be a figurative, green-hide dragon named envy?
Could the real monster the friends we made along the way? Regardless of how many metaphysical monsters were on the loose, Bill knew that it wouldn't be long until he would be pointing his blowdart at one of his fellow contestants. It was time to start narrowing down the targets. "It's okay, you can tell me if you're the killer," he said, walking closer to MATIAS SILPH . His words were confident and kind. "I'm great at hearing confessions and wonderful at keeping secrets."
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Bill observed the other contestants, bearing witness to their deafening silence. Was it fear? Paranoid? Either way, their attentions were elsewhere, and many of them would completely miss Bill firing the blowdart at one unlucky sinner.
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