Cry Wolf: Day Two

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

[That familiar large TV flicks on to reveal a long table filled to the brim with fancy dishes, silverware, decorations, but not a single person in sight. Well, except for Ivan. He's currently gorging himself on some kind of meat and rice dish. After a few seconds of him eating, the Soviet swallows and wipes his face with an embroidered napkin, smiling up at the camera.]

Welcome back to day two~ I was just enjoying some lamb. Oh! Speaking of lambs...

[His tone turns dark, but amused as he leans his elbows on the table.] One of you has been picked off by the wolves, I think he goes by...Big Boss?

[Chuckles, placing his cheek in his palm.] And as for the young boy, Chico, well...he's been voted off. How cruel...

[Taking a gulp of wine.] You have 27 hours. Why the extra three? Who cares. I'll come back around halfway through the day to give you your clue.

[Ivan, out!]
[Poll #1784285]

((ooc: Due to LJ's 3-hour maintenance on the 5th, the post will have 27 hours. It'll end at 9:00 PM EST.
Or not, because I suck at time conversions and maintenance starts at 6:30 pm EST. But you guys can have the extra 30-minutes anyway~))

((CLUE IS UP! And it's been SOLVED!))

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[lasingingbird.livejournal.com]

[Hi, guess who's recovered? And such a pity. Or is it? She's not fond of Chico after all.]

[colonelcrotchgrab]

If I had a drink with me on the day I'd agree with a conscious tape recorder.

[lasingingbird.livejournal.com]

[colonelcrotchgrab]

Okay. "Chrysalis".

[Volgin, who should have been at least somewhat familiar with the concept of robots and whatnot, still was not sure what to say to, to what he felt amounted to, a talking gun.

He studied this... machine for some time, if creating an awkward silence.]

Tell me you are not carrying provisions.

[Like liquor.]

[lasingingbird.livejournal.com]

[She had little concept of awkward.]

[colonelcrotchgrab]

[And Volgin was almost desperate enough in this dry spell.

...

He looked over the machine again.

...

Well...

...

... Nothing gained, nothing earned, they say.]

Then, be a good girl... gun and open up. I'm going to check.

[lasingingbird.livejournal.com]

...

[Slowly, she lowered the AI pod to the ground, tilting and opening it to show him. It was obvious that someone at least spent some time in there. A plain, simple inside filled with AI chips. There are a few scattered possessions she saw fit to keep safe. A bottle of sake, some magazines, and a spare pair of sunglasses she "stole" with the help of the kidnappers. Might have to reach in deep to get anything, though. It's a big AI pod and the door isn't big enough for a man Volgin's size.]

[leashedliquid.livejournal.com]

[Liquid wonders if the robot is even capable of telling a direct lie. It's worth an experiment.]

Are you one of the wolves, TJ-Chrysalis?

[lasingingbird.livejournal.com]

[leashedliquid.livejournal.com]

If you are, sooner or later you or your ally will have to kill me. Whether or not you want to, it's the rules of the game.

Why can't you answer?

[lasingingbird.livejournal.com]