GAME 2: Wolves

[protoshepherd]

[ Each wolf will receive a text stating:
Now
Meet other wolves
Female's W.C.
3rd cubicle
Flush three times
They also have the option to reply to the message. (Ping me if this happens!)

And if they follow the instructions, the wall behind the cubicle will slowly reveal a ~ secret path ~ to a secret room.

Except, this room is also a washroom. But it looks pretty swag, like a hotel's bathroom. There's a bathtub, a shower, a toilet with a bidet, a HUGEass mirror, and the floor is carpeted. It seems like a pretty private place for you and your fellow wolves to plot in.

Have fun! ]

Comments

[inspectormacarena]

[So they're going from "dumbass" to "bitch", huh? Strike two, Jesse. Not that Cabanela will give any sign it bothers him. He's too busy prancing across the plush carpet and giving a low whistle at how fancy this is. Maybe he'd be surprised to see Jesse here, but... Well, the whole partner thing made it a given.]

Yo, how's it goin'?

[yeahscience]

Oh, Jesus, it's you.

[Despite the words themselves, Jesse sounds relieved, maybe even a little grateful. Whatever his personal feelings are about Cabanela -- and he can't say they're, like, super generous -- he's been dying to talk to the guy in private ever since he realized who he actually was.

He gets up now and rushes over to him, taking him by the elbow to pull him aside in case someone else happens to wander in at this moment. He keeps his voice low for the same reason.]

So, seriously, do you know what's going on here? I mean-- I didn't wanna say it out there, but what the hell are we wolves for?

[inspectormacarena]

[Pulling Cabanela aside was maybe not the best idea, because it leads to some extremely comical, flamboyant, sideways hopping that could've been avoided. Jesse brought this upon himself.

As for the upcoming conversation, he doesn't seem entirely bothered. That's because he's not. He's not taking this game itself too seriously. It's the circumstances around the game that have his interest. What a fun collection of individuals that's involved.]

Luck of the draw, I'd wager. [Or horrible misfortune of the draw, depending on how bad things get later on. He still hopes to get out of here before the first day even ends, though.]

[yeahscience]

So you really think this is like all just somebody screwing with us?

[Because, well... look, as much as he might claim to be innocent right here and right now, in this particular setting, he knows he's not. At all. Not even a little. Cabanela had said they were finding the bad guys, and he is absolutely one of them.

But then why, he keeps thinking, would they pair him with a cop, if this was really about any of that? Why saddle him with a maybe-body he knows he's not responsible for instead of the ones that he is?]

[inspectormacarena]

The point may very well be to keep us occupied for a while. I don't know about you, but I have somewhere I need to be tonight and I would haaate to miss out on it, baby. It's the sort of event that cooould influence an entire nation.

[Or two nations. Or three. Who knows how many deals the Manipulator was making? And then there's the execution, of course. Oh, the execution. He can't miss out on that for entirely different, yet entirely related reasons. So for perhaps the first time all day, his face takes on a much more serious note.

With a physicist who specializes in nuclear things, a judge who presides over this area, an FBI agent, a few more detectives and lord knows how many more influential folks stuck in here, it's hard to believe this whole thing doesn't tie together. Their host's response when he asked about Temsik isn't helping. He doesn't like this one bit.]

[yeahscience]

Me? No, man. Nothing. I told you, yo -- I'm unemployed.

[Except something has changed behind his eyes; his blood runs cold. Cabanela's theory is one that hasn't occurred to him, but now that he's thinking about it... oh, yes, there are quite possibly some very powerful people that would like to see Jesse Pinkman shuffled out of the way for a little while. Not permanently. Not in any kind of trouble he can't get out of. But... for a little while.

Long enough to get rid of his partner.

He swallows, feeling a little ill.]

Except, uh. My girlfriend and her kid, man. I don't wanna leave them alone for too long. So yeah, maybe we should work on getting out of this joint.

[inspectormacarena]

[A girlfriend and a kid are perfectly good reasons to want to leave, of course. Good reasons to leave, but likely not good reasons for someone else to force him to stay. So either Jesse is an innocent civilian caught in the crossfire, he's lying about his motivations or there's something else entirely to this game. ...Maybe the other wolves can help them figure it out.]

Now we're talkin'. I taaake it we'll be playing along like good boys until the opportunity to escape presents itself?

[yeahscience]

I guess...

[He's more interested in the escape part, but he's learned a thing or two about the whole "play along" thing. He sighs, rubbing a hand over his peach-fuzz hair.]

That means we gotta keep faking it, right? And, like... vote for somebody.

[inspectormacarena]

I suppooose so.

[This is a pretty iffy concept, though. The rules state that sheep can 'kick wolves out of the game' by voting, but wolves in turn will 'take out' sheep. It's very ambiguous wording and Nagi seemed convinced that voting will lead to death. The person responsible for the text messages claimed that the chance of death is very low, but is their word trustworthy? He doubts it.

He shifts his stance to have his weight rest on his other leg and runs a hand through his hair.]

If at all possible, we find a way to avoid voting. There's no way to predict what will happen to those we choose and I, for one, have nooo intention of staining my hands.

[yeahscience]

Yeah. No. Of course.

[It's a good point: Jesse honestly doesn't want to hurt anyone else. Much less kill them.

That said...]

If we do have to, though... there's definitely something up with that Dr. Doom guy.

[inspectormacarena]

[There's something up with him? Really? Cabanela thought he was a very clever, polite man. ...The complete opposite of Jesse, basically.]

The hooonorable judge? What makes you say that?

[yeahscience]

Uh, the fact that he's creepy as shit? The way he keeps sticking his nose in everyone else's business? The fact that his name is Doom? Should I keep going?

[inspectormacarena]

He's a judge, baby. It's his jooob to stick his nose in everyone else's business, just as it's mine.

[He has been going around doing just that, and he rather hopes it's the sort of thing that keeps him off the list of suspicious characters. People who are this tenacious about finding the truth couldn't possibly be the 'bad guys', or so he likes to think the reasoning will go.]

[yeahscience]

Okay. How about the fact that he thinks all the people he, uh, judges... for... are cartoons? We ain't living in Space Jam, yo.

[inspectormacarena]

[....... Alright this is news to him. The honorable judge failed to mention it.]

Cartoons? Was he not referring to artists or animators, perhaaaps? [Which would be an oddly specific group of people for one judge to preside over, but it'd still make more sense than cartoons themselves.]

[yeahscience]

Uh. No. He meant he straight thinks he's taking Wakko Warner and GI Joe to court. The dude is nuts, even for this place.

[inspectormacarena]

[...Well then.]

Delusions don't immediately brand one a murderer, buuut I have to say that's mighty suspicious.

[yeahscience]

Right? So if we have to vote, I say he's the one that goes.

[inspectormacarena]

[Hm... Tricky. If one were to assume that the person the wolves 'take out' would be allowed to go free without harm, he would take the complete opposite route and choose that poor girl whose best friend was apparently just taken the hospital. He can sympathize with her wanting to be there for her troubled pal, after all.

Trouble is, they don't have that guarantee. For all they know, 'taking out' really does translate to taking a life. Is it really better, then, to choose a man who's apparently a lunatic and his partner? It's not right to choose one life over the other and he honestly doesn't want to stain his hands. He'd sooner choose his own life, but that would mean taking Jesse down with him and that's almost just as selfish.]

If we, the wolves as a whole, are meant to vote, we are to meaaant to do it together. All six of us. [...] As for the sheep vote, it's best to find out what everyone else is doing and decide our next step based that.

[yeahscience]

Well, that's my vote for the wolves, anyways.

[The sheep... that's more of a challenge. He bites his lip, sticking his hands in his pockets.]

Yeah. I guess we hold off on the other one until we see where things are going...

[He jitters in place for a moment, thinking hard.]

Or-- I mean, why not just hang around here and see who else comes in, and then pick them? The badger dude said we can't out ourselves, but that doesn't necessarily mean all of us.

[inspectormacarena]

[...That is a very good point. When Cabanela asked about the rules, the text message did indeed only mention the scenario of one team outing themselves to another team. What if one team outs another team of the same alignment? ...No, wait. That would make both a given, wouldn't it?]

Nice tryyy, man, but we'd need a majority vote to make it stick. Unless we come up with some clever fairytale on why that team is with the wolves, we'd be outing ourselves in the process. Tricky business, playin' undercover games. Veeery tricky.