islandia | FINAL ROUND

[M.C explains the situation during the commerical break - Islandia's ratings are tanking, so they've been asked to wrap it up with a final episode so that they can replace it with something else. Time to skip ahead to the final battle.

All the while, the Loser's Lounge is drawing closer - by the time he's ready to continue, the Lounge airship is right overhead (emblazoned with the words YOU TRIED in comic sans), with the eliminated players visible on the balcony. Welcome back!]

All right, folks: Alice! Axel! Greg! Hans! Hibiki! Hisoka! Iori! Ivlis! Kanade! Meryl! Robin! Wirt! You twelve are the remaining contestants for our ULTIMATE FINAL CHALLENGE!

Here's how this is gonna work. STEP 1! Each of the remaining contestants step forward and declare your Wish! You have 25 words or less to express it, so be sure you count carefully!

STEP 2! Everyone, remaining or eliminated, votes for which wish they want to win! Remember, you have to vote, but you can't vote for yourself!

STEP 3! All the remaining contestants write down two names as their guesses for the two remaining Spies! Villagers - for each spy you correctly guess, you gain one bonus vote for your wish! Spies - if three or fewer people guess you as a spy, then you can get a number of bonus votes - one if three or two people guess you, two if one person guesses you, or even THREE if nobody guesses you at all!

STEP 4! We tally up all the votes, and find out who our lucky winner is! Let's get this show on the road!

[Remaining contestants - not Losers - state your Wish, in 25 words or less, for your contestants to hear. You cannot change your wish after this. Remember the wish restrictions.

Free conversation between players and the defeated is not yet allowed - there's still the final spy guesses to sort out before that. However, you can discuss the wishes and the spy situation among yourselves.

Vote here!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The detective, obviously!

. . . .

This isn't the time for jokes, Mr. Axel.

I'm serious! Cross my heart an' everything.

[this is happening to me]

[IF YOU HAD A HEART!!!!11]

I have difficulty believing this.

[That requires him to be able to write messages coherently]

[rude]

What, y'don't think I could pull it off?

[BUT TRUE]

[MAYBE]

Somehow, this doesn't seem your style.

[She says this really flatly]

Hmm. Y'think so? [and now with his best zexion impression: snooty and long winded]

"Greetings, everyone. This is your detective speaking. I apologize for contacting you in this manner... Please, help me bring the remaining two spies to justice." It ain't exactly a hard style to write in.