In post 740, Gamma Emerald wrote:Chapter 2: Dire Margins
Even though time means little in the Void, The Jestinel was beginning to get impatient. It was used to the first round of voting rarely amounting to much, but that was when it was the killing games, it would make sense folks would be hesitant to off each other. This situation was quite urgent, so it made no sense they would fail to think of something.
Having waited long enough, The Jestinel appeared before the group to find a frantic chatter just beginning to quiet down. "What's been going on while I was away, you've had PLENTY of time to talk, have you decided on someone for me to toss out yet?"
spoke out, "Yes, we actually just did, and I was going to try to find or contact you, you didn't exactly leave us a method to send them to you". The Jestinel flushed over at this, quickly replying, "well I'll be sure to remedy that for next time, anyway, who'd you pick out?"
At this, the group shoved forward a very tired-looking fur-covered biped. Reading his name tag, The Jestinel remarked, "
, is it? What did they pick you for?"
mumbled something quietly the The Jestinel barely caught, to which it replied, "well, guess you should've made a better impression, not like any advice will serve you well given what fate lies in store for you".
The Jestinel thought on how to contain the accused to move them over to the Void's edge, but soon noticed he'd fallen asleep right on the ground. It then picked up the sleeping individual and carted him to the end of the Eternity Zone, at which point
was promptly tossed over. Perceiving nothing within the void except the gradual disappearance of the body, The Jestinel sighed and reported back to the group of now-thirteen. "Turns out you chose poorly, that was not one of the pieces. In fact, checking my notes, it seems..."
was "Naptime, Joy of Preschoolers and Layabouts", Town Roleblocker.
"I feel tired..."
Welcome,
! You are Naptime, Joy of Preschoolers and Layabouts, and you are a Town Roleblocker.
Is there anyone who doesn't enjoy a good nap, especially when they're light on sleep? You may target a player each night and convince them to rest for the night, keeping them from using their night action.
You win when all threats to the town are eliminated.
The Jestinel followed this up by quipping, "maybe his presence was the reason you took so long, you kept napping on the job!" After allowing itself a good laugh, The Jestinel gave one last notice. "You are now to take a break from deliberating", it announced. "While this break period is occurring, you may rest up, or use whatever skills you have from your original world to do whatever you think needs doing. In a little bit I will come by again to resume the debate". The Jestinel then vanished into thin air like it did after the first speech, leaving an exhausted baker's dozen to their own devices.