Board Thread:Hosting Game/@comment-33669539-20181214192306/@comment-28278669-20190316172042

''Everybody starts eating their delicious meals and their cake. Seriously, there's so much food. It makes one wonder how these people never get fat.''

''Dragon looks like he misses the food. Like, a lot. He also talks to the king a lot more than the others. The king enjoys the conversation and looks like... He's about to cry from sadness. What? Kings don't cry. He's supposed to be a responsible, respectable, and emotionless person.''

Moo makes the connection before anyone else, immediately bombarded by a vision of a royal coronation and the ghost of the dead queen.

"Your child... King Haw, Your Most Greatest Majesty In Every Way, Rightful Owner of the Crown of Telestel, Whose Blood Is The Most Royal, what is the point of this game when there's a royal in this castle? Right here? Why must you inflict stress on us if Dragon, your son, is here? You have an heir now so what is the point."

''King Haw thinks for a while, trying to stop himself from crying. "Well, I can't stop this game now. Everything has been planned out and if I do make my son the king, people might call him a pretender and that I showed favoritism."''

"Even if he takes the throne fairly, people will still call it favoritism. I know, I'm your greatest prophet."

''The king nods but Dragon stares at Moo, furious. "Favoritism? I am the rightful heir, you are not. Actually, shouldn't that argument apply to YOU since you're a prophet and can bring the kingdom to greatness? The king obviously wants you to be the king."''

''This goes on for a while but Dragon eventually convinces the king to kick Moo out. "If he becomes king, the other kingdoms will unite and try to kill him immediately because they won't stand a chance against him in a war alone. So not letting him become king is actually good for him and the kingdom."''

''True, true. Moo sighs in defeat and leaves, heading to his real bedroom in the church.''

='''Moo has guessed Dragon as the Lost Heir with a Deadly Guess! He was correct! Dragon's Survivor Passive has been used!'''=

='''Dragon has guessed Moo as the Prophet with a Deadly Guess! He was correct!'''=

''Suddenly, Add walks up to the king and using the charm and incredible persuasion abilities of a true conman, starts telling the king to kick Dragon out as well. Dragon tries to do the same to Add but he's failing.''

"But father, Add is a CONMAN. She yearns for money, the only thing that defines her is lies and greed. She'll waste the entire kingdom's money in no time on lavish things for herself."

"And you're a royal. You've had a royal life for years until you ran away. You probably want your immense wealth back more than I do. Also, isn't it your fault that a bunch of money and food have to be spent just so the king can find an heir? And who can even confirm you are his true heir? If you do become king, there will just be more pretenders and then a civil war.

''This goes on for a while but as a conman, Add is able to think of more arguments to persuade the king than Dragon can. Eventually, the king agrees with Add and tells Dragon to leave.''

='''Add has guessed Dragon as the Lost Heir with a Deadly Guess! She was correct!'''=

''"I also wonder who gave the king that letter to pardon Dragon. Probably sided with him as well. I wonder how many more allies Dragon has and if they're a threat or not." Add smiles at Gob. Then the accusations fly.''

''"IT WAS JAMIE! I SAW HIM WRITE THAT LETTER AND LET IT FLY TO THE KING! After all, out of everyone, he would be the one to remember your grand birthday, since he's one of your top advisors, right?" Gob points at Jamie hysterically.''

''"Don't we all know that? Did you seriously forget that I told everyone who I was? Or did you forget... Amnesiac."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN AMNESIAC? MY MEMORIES ARE PERFECTLY FINE! I'LL GIVE YOU MY AUTOBIOGRAPHY IF I HAVE TO!"

"Nobody cares about a noble's autobiography-"

"WHAT?"

''"But at least I know how to shut someone up.", Jamie continues, revealing a bag of gold. "Shut up and take it. Or don't, and I'll make your life miserable when I'm king."''

Gob slowly nods and takes the bag.

='''Gob has guessed Jamie as the Consultant with a Deadly Guess! Jamie used a Guess Immunity though!'''=

='''Jamie has guessed Gob as the Amnesiac! He was incorrect! Jamie is the Consultant!'''=

''Yawn... Tonight was interesting. Very interesting. But now that the yelling has died down, everyone is so tired. Makes one wonder if there were sleeping pills in the cake.''

=It is now Night Phase 8!=