THE DOCTOR

[mcmurderer]

THE DOCTOR

Welcome, Doctor! You have been chosen for the role of a HEALER - a protective role. You will be tasked with protecting one set of masks during the week. Your protection allows for them to live to see another day. Anyone who attempts to kill a person wearing the chosen mask will be thwarted.

A list of rules are as follow:

1. The Doctor is tasked with picking one set of masks to protect that week from slaughter.
2. The Doctor can choose their own mask, however they will not be eligible for protection.
3. The Doctor will not find out if someone was protected that night until trial.
4. For their participation, The Doctor will receive one personalized incentive at end of game.

New top levels will be created in this post for each week the Doctor is alive. The White Rabbit will meet with the Doctor on Monday Evenings at 6PM. Please have your selection by Monday night. We hope you have fun with your role!

RESERVES + APPLICATIONS + PRIVATE CONVOS + LOCATIONS + IC PROFILES
+ MURDER PROPOSALS + IC RULEBOOK + HOUSING

Comments

[mcmurderer]

R-Right. Very good. Your wits are still about you after t-t-that display.

[ Re: the Trial. ]

T-T-The Queen waits only for the right moment. Not a moment sooner! Never a moment sooner.

[niflheim]

It takes more than a beheading or two to set my mind astray.

[What does that say about him? That maybe he already is a little past the point of no return himself, if that kind of violence didn't garner the same reaction from him as it did most everyone else.

Such is the life of an FF villain.

Anyway:]

I assume I'm here for the same reason as before? I have a question first, however. About the crows that decided to flock into "town"; were they a result of my previous choice?

[mcmurderer]

Y-Yes. This may very well b-b-be the last we need of you. [ He says cautionary — his words hesitant. ] The crows were brought here based off your choice, y-yes. No one s-s-seems the wiser.

[niflheim]

The last? So we're almost done with all of this unbirthday celebration business?

[He scoffs. He wonders just what else is in store for them.]

As for the crows... yes, no one seems the wiser, and yet what suspicions some people were keen on throwing our way. What irony. [His lips curl into a smile.] Perhaps I should return the favor.

[mcmurderer]

Perhaps — possibly! Maybe with semi-confident certainty...?

[ AKA, no clue. ]

The Queen already g-g-grows bored. Grows tired of guests. Fickle she is, I m-must say.

[ But, the Rabbit soon listens – pondering to himself. ]

You mean f-f-f-foxes..?! They will overtake the Abode...

[ Fox poop is worse than bird poop :/ ]

[niflheim]

Then let them overtake the Abode. It'll be a change of pace, from bird to mammal. Foxes, then. I bet that'll make you even more nervous, hm?

[You know, 'cause foxes eat rabbits.

Does Ardyn choose this set of masks based upon any sort of strategy? Any want to actually protect people? No. He just wants to be petty, to throw it back into Prompto's face that -- hey, guess what? If he's going to suspect crows, now it's time to suspect the foxes, too.]

What happens when the Queen grows bored?

[mcmurderer]

....Uwaaah! [ But that also means their protected. Pettiness knows no bounds, does it? ] S-She sends you all home. You all misunderstand her intent... distrust h-h-her. Your unbirthday wishes will be granted if you have participated, any incentives received from kil- celebrating... Those who feel the madness of this place are rewarded b-b-but still! They go home!

[ He looks down. ]

Those who celebrated their unbirthdays here — they are not dead. T-They are fighting their own battles.

[niflheim]

[Pettiness does indeed know no bounds, especially if Ardyn does not care much for either his own death, or that of anyone else. Not truly. And with what the White Rabbit is telling him now, it appears he has even less of a reason to care.

All that mattered was participation, then? His eyebrows lift slightly, accordingly.]

What do you mean they're not dead? [They seemed pretty dead to him. Was this some sort of magic at work?] Where are they, and what battles do they fight?

[mcmurderer]

Dead is a menace — something that plagues us all, but what everyone has experienced here...? I said it was as such — their unbirthdays.

[ He stands up taller. ]

Death in Wonderland for foreigners — it is not the same as for us whom was born here. The Queen knows not of how it works, of the realm in which madness dominates. That is where they reside. Through the looking glass, a mirrored reflection of this world.

[niflheim]

And those who are in this other realm? Are they sent home as well, when all is said and done?

[mcmurderer]

....Only if they succumb to their madness. I can't — explain the mechanics... risk her cutting your ears off at s-s-such a disgraceful loophole. Bitter, she is. Very, yes! Very bitter.

[ He seems cautious. ]

They must earn the right to return to their realm. T-To see the rabbit hole.

[niflheim]

But the opportunity exists nonetheless. Ha!

[Oh yes, he seems very amused by this new information.]

And everyone is so afraid of death. What a farce, when the truth is that being here is nothing short of a blessing.

[mcmurderer]

N-No, it is not. Not unless you make it out alive. The Queen, I always say she is merciful, have you now begun to b-b-believe me?

[niflheim]

It's a strange twist on the word "mercy", but I think I may begin to see why you say it.

[He looks amused, as always.]

It's hard to take what you say at face value, you realize. Sometimes I feel as if you are being forced to sing the Queen's praises.

[mcmurderer]

...No. ...Never.

[niflheim]

[He laughs.]

It's all right, you can be honest. It's just the two of us here.