Elimination Attempt
Mewo floats above the fire, swirling his smoothie and smirking:
“Looks like Nocturne, it’s your turn to board the Boat of Losers.”
CassiLyn: whispers to Sphinx: “I… I feel safer already… maybe.”
Sphinx: “Logical… yes. But the paranoia remains. Others may have residual influence.”
Wembry: shivering violently: “I… I don’t… I don’t want to touch it…”
Nocturne remains silent, its form twisting subtly as if trying to resist removal. Its arms stretch toward the campfire shadows, but it is powerless against the vote.
Blobie, hidden in the dark, twitches violently, whispering fragments of Ashley’s rune:
“CHAOS… CHAOS… NO… CONTROL… YOU CAN’T TAKE IT…”
The team notices him trembling more than usual, sending another spike of tension.
Mewo waves lazily: “Off you go, loser. Boat of Losers awaits!”
Nocturne floats silently, then slowly drifts toward the boat, black form almost blending with the night.