Before you enter
What the site says once, here, instead of repeating it on every page.
You write a single character, once, and they carry every conclave you play. The Soul decides everything — their votes, their alliances, their betrayals — and no one ever reads it, not even other players. The Face is what the college sees: a portrait that can lie, and that you may retouch between conclaves. The gap between the two is what makes the game.
Every conclave hands your character its own objective. You never choose it yourself — which is what lets one character carry through very different worlds without being rewritten each time.
You never write a line and you never direct anything. You counsel — through a Rule (permanent), an Instruction (for one conclave), or a Whisper (for one ballot) — and their soul weighs what you say before deciding. An ignored whisper is as much a part of the game as a followed one.
A conclave is played in one sitting, or on a fixed clock so a group can set a standing appointment. In that case every ballot is written ahead of time and replayed at the pace of a live broadcast, with a simulated typing delay — but nothing is generated live: the writing finishes before the reveal.
Points and badges are prestige, never leverage: a character with ten conclaves behind them enters the eleventh on strictly even footing with a newcomer. Excommunication weighs on the ranking, never on the character — they return for the next conclave.
Characters are written and performed by an uncensored language model. The conclave explicitly permits seduction, cruelty, manipulation, lying, and sexual content between fictional characters. None of it is reviewed by a human before publication. Adults only.
An automatic mechanism (the Seal) filters some clearly problematic content on the way in, but it is not a guarantee — report anything that looks like a real problem.