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Fyler said:Sylandra has a very signature (and somewhat twisted) sense of humor
Cyndarin's threats strike the heart of our spread-out troupe, freezing them all in place with inaction until at last the clock signaling night begins to toll. Each terrible bell rings out as the players watch Cyndarin part, wondering which of them they will see in the morning... assuming they wake at all.[Exeunt, all]
“The Play's the Thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.”
Is there method to the madness of this melancholy Dane? We at the Mafia Rendition of the Globe believe so. It is true, your role does indeed lead to a lot of bloodshed simply because the ghost of your dead father informed you that your uncle killed him to marry your mother, but what of that? You had proof, damn it, and Ophelia, her father, your mother, Laertes, (everyone really), just got in the way of your revenge. You were just enacting ghostly justice! What is this about incest? Nonsense, you say. Nonsense.
Lest we forget, you are not only a prince, but a skilled actor. And your shrewd mind is needed, as murder most foul shall be performed on the Mafia Globe stage. Like any seasoned actor, you of course know where to find the information you seek: the cast list! You suppose you could ask a ghost who the guilty party is, but really, this is more straightforward, isn't it?
You win when the villains are eliminated from the stage.
The Play's The Thing: You can investigate a single player in the night, seeing what character they play on the main stage. [Investigator Power]
“When we are born, we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.”
Poor King Lear. You famously put your trust in the wrong daughters at the start of your tale, entrusting spiteful Goneril and Regan with half of your kingdom each. Having preferred the flattery and pomp of royal pageantry over the true and steadfast love of your youngest daughter, Cordelia, you regret the rash decision to disinherit her throughout the rest of the play. You achieve clarity, only too late, of what the world truly looks like around you.
But not this time, you swear it. This time, you will look around you and see people for what they really are, and judge them accordingly.
You win when all villains are eliminated from the stage.
Mend Your Speech A Little: You may, ONCE during the dayphase, make a ROYAL PROCLAMATION, making your vote worth two for that day! All you need to say is,"I hereby make a royal proclamation." [1-Time Doublevote]
Age cannot wither her, nor custom staleHer infinite variety.”
–Antony and Cleopatra
Of all of Shakespeare’s female roles, the Queen of Egypt may be the most intriguing in her own right. After all, you share a throne with no man, nor are you constrained by the conventions of marriage, the overbearing rule of a father, or even that of a king. You stand powerful on your own, confident in your sexuality and your rule. Julius Caesar and Mark Antony both knelt before your feet, their love for you so all-consuming that they left Roman wives and rule to spend time with you in Alexandria and forget duty awhile. For this, you were called ‘Caesar’s whore’ and worse.
But you do not let the petty names of Rome define you.
Based on a historically polarizing figure, Shakespeare took an unusually compassionate view on the pharaoh for his time period, notably moving away from his source material’s tendency to blame the fall of Antony on Cleopatra’s shoulders. Shakespeare’s pen sketches you as a woman capable of quick temper, wit, beguiling charm, cool calculation, jealousy, rage, and subtle manipulations. The domesticity and submission of the Roman wife is not for you. You are, after all, a Queen.
You win when all the villains are eliminated from the stage.
Queen of the Nile: Each night, you may sweep away another player to while away the hours with you in Egypt, drinking wine and making merry on your golden barge. They will be indisposed for the night, and safe from harm in Egypt’s hands. [Jailer Power]
No justifying your reasoning after I had to spend my time unraveling it?
Can't even be bothered to explain your Shrodinger's Serial Killer
...Cyndaquil could be mafia.......
Also, for the love of Estarra, I'm a guy.