//You leave quickly, disguised in the cover of night. Exhausted from your hasty preparations, you enter your cabins to rest. As the darkness drags you further into sleep, you hear strange, shattering noises, like bullets slamming into deerskin.
//
Players, put your heads down. When they first alarm sounds, commoners will put their heads up and aknowledge one another. When the second alarm sounds, commoners will put their heads down. When the third alarms sounds, everyone will put their heads up.
Go to [[sleep]] to start the game.//The cold, aching waves slosh against the hull of the Prospero, black and sickly like tar. Two of you are not who they say. Their existence is a crime against this world.
//
Go on [[excursion.]]
Call a [[vote.]]
Go here if [[commoners win]].
Go here if [[aristocrats win]].//To quell their growing restlessness, the passengers of the Prospero decide to visit a nearby island for an excursion. While they expect relaxing times, they may stand to lose or gain certain items or knowledge that could assist them on their voyage.
//
When you've finished the excursion, return to the [[Prospero]].
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<img src="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/yb0pqmk9tul4jrlqcif58/Excursion.png?rlkey=gkkf9g30jmbvpt6rtxyt0hyva&st=hgxtcbuo&raw=1" alt="excursionImg" class="positioned-image">
<audio src="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/k0kmb4ewtudq1suakypb9/excursion.mp3?rlkey=h55g422rsc19j7zmkdovmuv6i&st=5900yczv&raw=1" alt="excursionMusic" autoplay>//The air is stale and unwavering. The Prospero arrives at port, unscathed, but as the dockworkers board, they are met with a harrowing realization: there's no one there. As they continue their fruitless search for any sign of life, the vampire slinks past unseen, prowling toward the city. The last few grains of humanity are soon to slip from our fingertips.
//
Want to play again? Return to [[port]] to start another voyage.
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<img src="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/pq28iaaljgzxiwsb7husq/VampWin.png?rlkey=uji8wqgct9x1krsaah3s802nd&st=kje55dg6&raw=1" alt ="commonerWinImg" class="positioned-image">
<audio src="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/t0hx0m9hiw8bzacemargf/Bad-Guys-Win.mp3?rlkey=lnra59broysn6k1thjv1gz7kg&st=x6tlfnan&raw=1" autoplay>//You arrive at port, the looming threat of extinction extinguished for the time being. With the vampire now dead, you have been gifted the facade of peace. Somehow, you've made it to port.
Somehow, you've made it to the new land.
//
Want to play again? Return to [[port]] to start another voyage.
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<img src="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/q3m71r64g82qexrkb6hy7/AristocratWin.png?rlkey=davv9jfksp62ms9xmti33cmpk&st=1fq9b0ll&raw=1" alt ="aristocratWinImg" class="positioned-image">
<audio src ="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/2wo64yrw6bccj5f92xw0t/Good-Guys-Win.mp3?rlkey=ez5lvyvdsw0uyd3vatd62uwap&st=lhkb7lpk&raw=1" autoplay>// In the dead of night, two unassuming impostors make their identites known to one another. The ship moans with grief. The sky is bleak and overcast.
//
When everyone's heads are up, you will begin your journey on the [[Prospero]].
<img src="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/pufb3qppj1cv3pxd8rojy/Nighttime.png?rlkey=g306ao7t8xkz75ygwpyxc9tdx&st=l1c6ynef&raw=1" alt="headsDownImg" class="positioned-image">
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<audio src="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/ekam2wl4c9h8hk9ltcnh9/Heads_Down.mp3?rlkey=r18omzis9rvsh6frrd41yzfzu&st=8ki8o1o3&raw=1" alt="headsDownMusic" autoplay>//Malicious decievers reign among you. Find them before night falls, or no vote will occur.
//
Call a vote before the timer is finished, or no vote will be held today.
When the voting is finished, head back to the [[Prospero]].
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(set: $counter to 300)
(live: 1s)[
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(if: $counter is 0)[The voting is finished.]
(replace: ?amount)[$counter]
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You have <span id="counter">|amount>[$counter]</span> seconds remaining to call a vote.
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<audio src="https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/i65alljf3m0ixzw3j9ail/vote.mp3?rlkey=08ksx29sjp6s4z7zw7ohfb75c&st=mkex27w1&raw=1" alt="voteMusic" autoplay>//This is the end.
Plague has rampaged the earth, swiftly killing most of the population. The few who manage to survive the disease transform into something inhuman, something vulgar and ungodly: vampires.
You few are part of a small exception. Pooling your immense wealth, and taking advantage of your far-reaching connections, you have been able to secure an escape to a remote nation, unaffected by the plauge via a cruise ship dubbed the S.S. Prospero.
But three of you are not who they seem; a vampire has managed to disguise itself among your group, assisted by a duo of common folk; sympathizers to its cause.
They know that if they disposed of you all now, they would be unable to make it to shore on their own. No, they will only reveal themselves when they are near the new land.
You arrive at [[port]] in 6 days. Find the vampire before then, or the last meager portion of habitable land on earth will become nothing more than a desolate, empty husk.
//