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Manual Tallying Tickles My Autism
mads (7)
- Greedy, mkg, vamp, Zenge, beans, samac, genny
Lissa () -
mkg () -

7/12
yeet close in ~41 minutes
Missing: Clem, dubz, mads, Sakura, Lissa
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I just told SAR I'd start working on flavor for PSV's flip after I finish the writeup I'm currently doing.

I'm writing discharge instructions.
I did not mean to call them a writeup, but now you all know where my brain is at.
 
1.) @Zenge142 - V
2.) @genny -V
3.) @mkg323 -V
4.) @Clem J -V
5.) @potentialsheltervet - wolf hehe
6.) @vampyrica - W? Maybe?
7.) @WildZoo - V
8.) @madrigal01 -W
9.) @fruitsalad - V confirm
10.) @KayJayQueue - V confirm
11.) @GreedyBanger -V
12.) @ClinicalABA - V me
13.) @beans2020 -V
14.) @Sakuraaa - V
15.) @Lissarae06 -V

I see a problem in my game state. 🙁
Imagine the game started with one wolf and nightly conversions, then your gamestate read is probably pretty logical
 
The emotional rollercoaster mads has been on today, as either alignment, must be whiplash inducing
I think I broke my neck jfc

I Thought We Were Friends Penguin GIF by Pudgy Penguins
 
Imagine the game started with one wolf and nightly conversions, then your gamestate read is probably pretty logical
i think played a game like that where i started as the first and only wolf, and i could kill or convert each night. the total # of conversions was limited i think?
 
i think played a game like that where i started as the first and only wolf, and i could kill or convert each night. the total # of conversions was limited i think?
Would make sense why they didn't kill anyone N0
 
So I’m enjoying playing with you but I can’t help but not see anything clearing between you and PSV
because PSV didnt say anything damning except her unknown DBD skin trick. besides that, i genuinely 100% did not see the wolfing. same way i didnt see what KJQ saw with you.

im taking this mayor thing weirdly to heart because i wanna give everyone the benefit of the doubt, but its hard now that conversions are a thing and i have no idea how those work (not really a thing in TOS so this is new for me)
 
because PSV didnt say anything damning except her unknown DBD skin trick. besides that, i genuinely 100% did not see the wolfing. same way i didnt see what KJQ saw with you.

im taking this mayor thing weirdly to heart because i wanna give everyone the benefit of the doubt, but its hard now that conversions are a thing and i have no idea how those work (not really a thing in TOS so this is new for me)
I don’t see a lot of interactions with her or anything. I’m just saying there’s nothing there to unpair you as a possibility.
 
You also worry me that your have tmi with stuff like this and know we’re wrong lol
this is my wife we are talking about, from D0 i never thought she was wolf, today was a lil more damning but if she does flip town, yeah i will 100% try to avenge her.
 
Let me go flip laundry rq and I'll be back with one
I'll flip it for you.

The Final Load: A Flipping Laundry Saga

The storm had arrived early.

Lightning forked through the sky like nature’s wrath made manifest, illuminating the shadowy contours of the communal laundry room in the basement of the Dreadmoor Apartments. Down below, in the flickering light of a single, suspiciously buzzing fluorescent bulb, they stood.


Madrigal01.


Wielding a mesh laundry bag like a weapon forged in the fires of Mount Domesticity, they approached the humming washing machine with the grim determination of someone who knew - knew -that the fate of this cycle could determine everything.


Beads of sweat shimmered on their forehead.


They glanced at the time. 4:56 PM.
The dryer reservation started at 5:00 PM sharp.
Four minutes to flip the laundry.

No mistakes.

With one hand, they flung open the washer door. Steam poured out, as if the machine were exhaling a curse. Madrigal01 stared into the rotating drum, a vortex of soggy destiny, and reached in.


“It’s time,” they whispered, more to the clothes than to anyone else.

One by one, they extracted garments, each heavier and more mysterious than the last. A sock with no mate. A shirt they didn’t remember owning. A single glove, ominously still warm.

Then, from the deepest depth of the drum, they felt it.


Resistance.

They yanked. It yanked back.

Something—or someone—was holding on to the last pair of jeans.

Lightning cracked overhead. The lights flickered.


And then, from the dryer, a voice.


Low. Metallic. Echoing.


“Not... all... clothes... get dry...”


Madrigal01 gasped, eyes darting toward the dryer, now vibrating with unnatural energy. The jeans slipped from their grasp and disappeared into the washing machine, which sealed shut with a ka-CHUNK.


Behind them, the dryer door creaked open.


Empty.


Except for a small, wet note:​
"Cycle 2 begins... in the dark."

A cold wind swept through the laundry room, and the lights went out.

NOW IN THE DRYER IS...
@madrigal01's laundry, which was...
previously in the washer
 
I don’t see a lot of interactions with her or anything. I’m just saying there’s nothing there to unpair you as a possibility.
sure that's valid, im not really gonna argue that 🤷‍♀️ she seemed unimportant until again, the skin trick
 
I'll flip it for you.

The Final Load: A Flipping Laundry Saga

The storm had arrived early.

Lightning forked through the sky like nature’s wrath made manifest, illuminating the shadowy contours of the communal laundry room in the basement of the Dreadmoor Apartments. Down below, in the flickering light of a single, suspiciously buzzing fluorescent bulb, they stood.


Madrigal01.


Wielding a mesh laundry bag like a weapon forged in the fires of Mount Domesticity, they approached the humming washing machine with the grim determination of someone who knew - knew -that the fate of this cycle could determine everything.


Beads of sweat shimmered on their forehead.


They glanced at the time. 4:56 PM.
The dryer reservation started at 5:00 PM sharp.
Four minutes to flip the laundry.

No mistakes.

With one hand, they flung open the washer door. Steam poured out, as if the machine were exhaling a curse. Madrigal01 stared into the rotating drum, a vortex of soggy destiny, and reached in.


“It’s time,” they whispered, more to the clothes than to anyone else.

One by one, they extracted garments, each heavier and more mysterious than the last. A sock with no mate. A shirt they didn’t remember owning. A single glove, ominously still warm.

Then, from the deepest depth of the drum, they felt it.


Resistance.

They yanked. It yanked back.

Something—or someone—was holding on to the last pair of jeans.

Lightning cracked overhead. The lights flickered.


And then, from the dryer, a voice.


Low. Metallic. Echoing.


“Not... all... clothes... get dry...”


Madrigal01 gasped, eyes darting toward the dryer, now vibrating with unnatural energy. The jeans slipped from their grasp and disappeared into the washing machine, which sealed shut with a ka-CHUNK.


Behind them, the dryer door creaked open.


Empty.


Except for a small, wet note:


A cold wind swept through the laundry room, and the lights went out.

NOW IN THE DRYER IS...
@madrigal01's laundry, which was...
previously in the washer
GET HER REAL WRITE UP PREPARED TSKTSK
 
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Manual Tallying Tickles My Autism
mads (8)
- Greedy, mkg, vamp, Zenge, beans, samac, genny, Lissa
Lissa () -
mkg () -

8/12
yeet close in ~17 minutes
Missing: Clem, dubz, mads, Sakura
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I'll flip it for you.

The Final Load: A Flipping Laundry Saga

The storm had arrived early.

Lightning forked through the sky like nature’s wrath made manifest, illuminating the shadowy contours of the communal laundry room in the basement of the Dreadmoor Apartments. Down below, in the flickering light of a single, suspiciously buzzing fluorescent bulb, they stood.


Madrigal01.


Wielding a mesh laundry bag like a weapon forged in the fires of Mount Domesticity, they approached the humming washing machine with the grim determination of someone who knew - knew -that the fate of this cycle could determine everything.


Beads of sweat shimmered on their forehead.


They glanced at the time. 4:56 PM.
The dryer reservation started at 5:00 PM sharp.
Four minutes to flip the laundry.

No mistakes.

With one hand, they flung open the washer door. Steam poured out, as if the machine were exhaling a curse. Madrigal01 stared into the rotating drum, a vortex of soggy destiny, and reached in.


“It’s time,” they whispered, more to the clothes than to anyone else.

One by one, they extracted garments, each heavier and more mysterious than the last. A sock with no mate. A shirt they didn’t remember owning. A single glove, ominously still warm.

Then, from the deepest depth of the drum, they felt it.


Resistance.

They yanked. It yanked back.

Something—or someone—was holding on to the last pair of jeans.

Lightning cracked overhead. The lights flickered.


And then, from the dryer, a voice.


Low. Metallic. Echoing.


“Not... all... clothes... get dry...”


Madrigal01 gasped, eyes darting toward the dryer, now vibrating with unnatural energy. The jeans slipped from their grasp and disappeared into the washing machine, which sealed shut with a ka-CHUNK.


Behind them, the dryer door creaked open.


Empty.


Except for a small, wet note:


A cold wind swept through the laundry room, and the lights went out.

NOW IN THE DRYER IS...
@madrigal01's laundry, which was...
previously in the washer
Dam I really thought you murdered me with a dryer for a second there (definitely have had cases like that #er)

Thanks for the laugh I really needed that

Go do your discharges!!!
 
This is so sweet, your artist did such a great job!! Hope it didn't hurt too much and that you have a calm healing process <3
You have 6 minutes to leave a legacy my friend. The fact that you’re not makes me feel a little better about the situation tbh
 
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Manual Tallying Tickles My Autism
mads (9)
- Greedy, mkg, vamp, Zenge, beans, samac, genny, Lissa, dubz
Lissa () -
mkg () -

9/12
yeet close in ~2 minutes
Missing: Clem, mads, Sakura
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Manual Tallying Tickles My Autism
mads (9)
- Greedy, mkg, vamp, Zenge, beans, samac, genny, Lissa, dubz
Lissa () -
mkg () -

9/12
yeet close in ~2 minutes
Missing: Clem, mads, Sakura
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