Choose Your Side: A Comedy of Whims (Game Over)

[SaintKerrigan]

Choose

Your

Side

A Comedy of Whims

Moderator

SaintKerrigan (as Charles)

Backup Moderator

zoraster (as Marley)

Setup Design Assistant

Haylen (as

[REDACTED]

)

Spoiler: (For Us) The Living

CSL,

J

e

s

t

e

r,

Third Party

, fulfilled his win condition and left the game on Day 7.
AlmasterGM,

God

,

Third Party

, fulfilled his win condition and won the game, along with Andrius.
Andrius,

Stephen Gevanni

,

Third Party

, fulfilled his win condition and won the game, along with AlmasterGM.

Spoiler: Dearly Departed

Tigger,

Tigger

,

Unknown

, was lynched on Day 1.

MagnaofIllusion,

Randall "Pink" Floyd

,

Third Party

, was shot in the head on Night 1.
Piglet,

Piglet

,

Unknown

, was hit by a train on Night 1.
Rabbit,

Rabbit

,

Unknown

, was dropped into a ginormous pit (lynched) on Day 2.
Willibilli,

Brutally Abused Pig

,

Unknown

, was explodified by alien weapons on Morning 3.
animorpherv1,

Serial Killer

,

Third Party

, was barbecued (lynched) on Day 3.
manho,

Winnie the Pooh (and friends)

,

Third Party

, electrocuted himself (committed suicide) on Day 3.
Eeyore,

Eeyore

,

Unknown

, shoved an ice pick through his head on Day 3.
caelum,

The Awesome Man

,

Town

, was remorselessly terminated on Night 3.
Toon Fighter, Smoke Monster,

Third Party

, was shoved down a lava pit (lynched) on Day 4.
Twomz

Dr. Peter Venkman

,

Town

, was remorselessly terminated on Night 4.
Elvis Presley,

Timeless Heartthrob

,

Unknown

, died for no apparent reason on Night 4.

Zazier,

Caffeinated Killer (with Whipped Cream)

,

Third Party

, was blown up by a Holy Hand Grenade (lynched) on Day 5.

UncertainKitten,

Kamina the Hot-Blooded Townie

,

Town

, was remorselessly terminated on Night 5.

Mafuyu,

Pippilotta Delicatessa Windowshade Mackrelmint Ephraim's Daughter Longstocking

,

Third Party

, was hit by a train on Night 5.

Seraphim,

The Red Spy

,

Mafia

, stabbed himself in the back (was lynched) on Day 6.

Espeonage,

Traitor

,

Mafia

, was hit by a train on Night 6.

Super Smash Bros. Fan,

Mega Man

,

Town

, was damned to hell in the endgame.

[SaintKerrigan]

This process is taking a little longer than we anticipated, so the game start will be delayed until Sunday, August 8th at 12:00 p.m. CST. Sorry for the inconvenience, but hopefully this will result in a better gameplay experience.

[SaintKerrigan]

Design is complete, but writing the role PMs is taking longer than I expected (as usual). As soon as I have them done I'll let you guys know. Until then, I ask that you be patient for a bit longer.

[SaintKerrigan]

I sincerely apologize that it's taken this long, but I severely underestimated how much time I'd need to write the role PMs. I think the quality invested in them was worth it, though, and I hope you agree.

Anyway, on to the important stuff!

Marley and I stand in the middle of a grassy meadow, gazing at the picturesque view of a mountain in the distance. "Beautiful world we made, isn't it?" Marley remarks.

"Indeed," I reply. "Are the... ...about finished?"

"Yes. We can begin at your command."

I smile. "Then let us begin." I turn to look at you. "And this is the part where I break the fourth wall to tell you that you have no idea what you're getting yourself into." I smirk. "Let's have fun, shall we?"

SaintKerrigan's Mafia Ruleset

Article I: Day

1. The game is a day start.
2. Day shall last two weeks.
3. Scum may not use their quicktopic during the day.
4. During the day, you may place votes on a person using this format: Vote: Player-X.
4a. Unvotes are not required, but are very helpful.
5. When a player receives more than half of the total votes at any point during the day, that player is lynched.
6. Once a player is lynched, twilight begins.
7. If the deadline has passed and no one has received more than half the total votes, no one will be lynched.
8. If a player has not posted within 72 hours, they will be prodded.
8a. Failure to reply to the prod in thread (or by PM during the night) in 24 hours will result in replacement of that player.

Article II: Twilight

1. Votes and unvotes will not be counted during twilight.
2. The lynchee may continue to talk during this time, as well as any other living player.
3. Once the lynch scene has been posted, the mod will lock the thread and night will commence.

Article III: Night

1. Night will last 72 hours.
2. During the night, scum may communicate using their provided QuickTopic.
3. During the night, any roles or factions with night abilities may choose to use them by PM-ing the mod (see the Role PM for role-specific instructions).
2a. If the role or faction chooses not to submit an action, a PM to the mod stating such is preferred.
4. Once the deadline for night has passed, all actions not received will count as a No Action.

Article IV: Capital Offenses

1. Do not quote your Role PM.
2. Do not use invisible text, codes, cryptography, etc.
3. If you have the power to edit your posts, don't.
4. Do not insult other players personally.
5. Do not test the mod by experimenting to see what he considers a personal insult.
6.

Dark Red

is the mod's color. Don't use it.
7. Do not talk about ongoing games.
8. Do not quote any QuickTopics you may have access to, unless the mod has given you permission.
9. If any of these offenses in Article IV are committed, the first action taken will be a warning against the player.
10. Any further offenses committed will result in either a sterner warning, forced replacement, or a modkill, to be determined at the mod's discretion.
11. Modkill means you are removed from the game and autolossed.

Article V: Miscellaneous

1. The mod has the final say on any issue.
1b. Rule 1a supersedes Rule 1.
1c. However, the mod can make mistakes. If he does, please point them out either in a PM or in thread.
2. If something is missing from this ruleset, do not exploit the loophole. Instead, point it out to the mod so it can be corrected. Taking advantage of a loophole will result in a modkill.
3. If you need any help, or have questions, or just want to talk in general, feel free to PM the mod.
3a. This does not mean the mod is obligated to answer any of your questions.
4. In some games, dead people can talk. For the most part, this doesn't happen to be one of them.
5. The mod reserves the right to edit this ruleset as he deems necessary.
6. Flavor is simply flavor. Speculate about it at your own peril.
7. Flips will consist solely of playername, rolename, and side. No other information will be revealed.

Article VI: The Most Important Rule of All

1. Remember, this is a game. Don't forget to have fun!
2. Article V, Rule 1 supersedes Article VI, Rule 1.

[SaintKerrigan]

Role PMs going out now...remember to confirm via PM, not in thread.

With that, you may post in this thread, starting now.

[SaintKerrigan]

All role PMs have been sent out. The game will begin once I have 13 of 15 confirmations.

Additionally, Andrius is noted as V/LA until Monday evening.

[SaintKerrigan]

The game hasn't even started yet and I'm already modifying the ruleset...

From

Article V: Miscellaneous

7. Flips will consist solely of playername, rolename, and side. No other information will be revealed.

[SaintKerrigan]

The ruleset has been modified...

From

Article III: Night

1. Night will last 72 hours.

Forgot to change that part when I copy-pasted my standard ruleset...

[SaintKerrigan]

I have received sufficient confirmations.

One by one they made their way to the meadow. Some looked mean, some not...all looked curious, uncertain of what was going to happen next.

"Welcome, you cast of characters," I greeted. "There are fifteen beings in this place today. Some of them have hostile intentions towards others. You may wish to find and eliminate these people."

I look at the sun, in the middle of the sky, and it quickly set behind the mountain, bringing forth night. Five seconds later, bright rays of light peeked out from behind the mountaintop. "Yes, the sun just set and rose in the opposite direction," Charles remarks. "Don't worry about it. I'll be watching you from [BEEP!] and when the day is over I will come to personally check on all of you."

I grin and wave. "Good luck!" With a poof of clouds Charles disappeared.

Vote Count 1.2

Not Voting: caelum, Andrius, Toon Fighter, Nobody Special, animorpherv1, CSL, MagnaofIllusion, AlmasterGM, Seraphim, Mafuyu, manho, UncertainKitten, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Twomz, Espeonage

With 15 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Monday, August 23rd, 2010 at 8:00 p.m. CST.

And...........................................................stop!

[SaintKerrigan]

Charles chuckles. "I love chaos and mayhem. It's the oregano of the universes."

Just kidding, y'all can go now.

Day 1 has officially(?) begun.

[SaintKerrigan]

"Look at them go. It's almost as if they've been conditioned to kill."

"Were they?"

"[REDACTED]. Anyway, let's have a little fun, shall we?"

"In case we weren't already?"

"More fun never hurts...usually."

Vote Count 2.3

(6) animorpherv1: AlmasterGM, Seraphim, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Andrius, Toon Fighter, caelum
(2) Mafuyu: Nobody Special, manho
(1) AlmasterGM: Espeonage

Not Voting: animorpherv1, CSL, MagnaofIllusion, Mafuyu, UncertainKitten, Twomz

With 15 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Monday, August 23rd, 2010 at 8:00 p.m. CST.

Huggle Count 1.1

(1) Espeonage: Andrius
(1) Manho: Andrius
(1) Nobody Special: Andrius

Not Huggling: caelum, Toon Fighter, Nobody Special, animorpherv1, CSL, MagnaofIllusion, AlmasterGM, Seraphim, Mafuyu, manho, UncertainKitten, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Twomz, Espeonage

With 15 players alive, it takes [REDACTED] huggles to [REDACTED] someone.
Deadline is on Monday, August 23rd, 2010, at 8:00 p.m. CST.

[SaintKerrigan]

My computer was suspected to have a virus last night and required cleansing fire. Just in case anyone's wondering why I waited 24 hours to check the thread.

Reading and updating now.

[SaintKerrigan]

[REDACTED]

Vote Count 3.4

(7) animorpherv1: Seraphim, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Andrius, Toon Fighter, caelum, Twomz, MagnaofIllusion
(2) Mafuyu: Nobody Special, manho
(1) SaintKerrigan: UnitedKingdom

Not Voting: animorpherv1, CSL, Mafuyu, AlmasterGM, Espeonage

With 15 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Monday, August 23rd, 2010 at 8:00 p.m. CST.

Huggle Count 1.0

(17) Nobody Special: Andrius, Twomz, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim
(2) Andrius: Super Smash Bros. Fan, Twomz
(1) Espeonage: Andrius
(1) Manho: Andrius
(1) AlmasterGM: Andrius
(1) Twomz: Andrius
(1) animorpherv1: Twomz
(1) CSL: Twomz
(1) Super Smash Bros. Fan: Twomz
(1) UncertainKitten: Twomz

Not Huggling: caelum, Toon Fighter, Nobody Special, animorpherv1, CSL, MagnaofIllusion, AlmasterGM, Seraphim, Mafuyu, manho, UncertainKitten, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Twomz, Espeonage

With 15 players alive, it takes [REDACTED] huggles to [REDACTED] someone.
Deadline is on Monday, August 23rd, 2010, at 8:00 p.m. CST.

CSL was prodded, but he posted before the official prod check time, so he dodges having a prod on his official record.

[SaintKerrigan]

Vote Count 4.5

(8) animorpherv1: Seraphim, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Andrius, Toon Fighter, caelum, MagnaofIllusion, Espeonage, AlmasterGM

(2) Mafuyu: Nobody Special, manho
(1) SaintKerrigan: UnitedKingdom
(1) AlmasterGM: animorpherv1

Not Voting: CSL, Mafuyu, Espeonage, Twomz

With 15 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Monday, August 23rd, 2010 at 8:00 p.m. CST.

Huggle Count 0.9

(17) Nobody Special: Andrius, Twomz, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim, Seraphim

(4) UncertainKitten: Twomz, Nobody Special, Mafuyu, Mafuyu
(3) SaintKerrigan: Nobody Special, Mafuyu, Mafuyu
(3) Andrius: Super Smash Bros. Fan, Twomz, Nobody Special
(3) Twomz: Andrius, Andrius, Nobody Special
(1) Espeonage: Andrius
(1) Manho: Andrius
(1) AlmasterGM: Andrius
(1) animorpherv1: Twomz
(1) CSL: Twomz
(1) Super Smash Bros. Fan: Twomz
(1) Everyone in the Dai Gurren Brigade: UncertainKitten

Not Huggling: caelum, Toon Fighter, animorpherv1, CSL, MagnaofIllusion, AlmasterGM, manho, Espeonage

With 15 players alive, it takes [REDACTED] huggles to [REDACTED] someone.
Deadline is on Monday, August 23rd, 2010, at 8:00 p.m. CST.

- A Lynch Majority has been Achieved -

"It seems they've decided who they wish to kill, sir."

"Very well. Let's give them their fun."

* * *

As the rest of the people debate on how best to put the one known as animorpherv1 on ice, the one known as Espeonage turned and said, "Lo! Have a look at this!"

The rest of you turn, and behind you is a small little town - with a gallows on its outskirts, close to the meadow where all of you currently stand. "Let's have a hangin'!" the one known as MagnaofIllusion suggests.

"Aye!" the others chimed. Collaboratively they dragged animorpherv1 to the gallows, where a local sheriff was kind enough to demonstrate how to properly operate a gallows. Soon animorpherv1's neck is encircled by a noose, and all that remains is to pull the lever.

"Here goes," speaks Nobody Special, reaching for the wooden lever.

"Hey!" Seraphim protested, grabbing Nobody Special from behind and heaving him out of the way. "

I

wanna pull the lever!"

Soon Nobody Special will quickly dash in to make another attempt to pull the lever, but Seraphim will simply huggle him away once more. This process will be repeated fifteen times in succession.

"Hey, Huggle Time!" Andrius called, darting up to a bunch of characters and huggling them enthusiastically. Soon almost everyone is going at it, and even the Dai Gurren Brigade got brought into the fun, while animorpherv1 stood in the noose, his hands and legs fasted together with duct tape.

"Where's Charles?" Mafuyu and Nobody Special are whining. "We wants to huggle him!"

* * *

"You wanna join the fun?"

"Not yet. It's not my cue. Let's keep the fun going, though. Initiate Operation: Senior Year."

"Yes, sir."

* * *

About five hours, tons of huggling (among other physically strenuous activities), and a nigh endless intake of illicit narcotics and alcoholic beverages later, you look up at the gallows, bathed in a giant shadow, and see something swinging from the wooden beam.

"Wait, did we hang Ani?" manho asked sharply. "Who did that?"

"HAHA I GOT IT LOLZ!" AlmasterGM will yell, grinning at the top of his lungs. "I GOTZ HIM WHEN YOU WUZZN'T LOOKIN' HAHAHA LOLOLOL PWNED!"

"

I

wanted to do that!" Seraphim and Nobody Special cry simultaneously before glaring at each other simultaneously.

"Well, at least Ani's dead," Twomz said contentedly.

"I'm not dead!"

Everyone turns to look, and sure enough, animorpherv1 is right down there with them. "What the [REDACTED]!" Seraphim exclaimed.

"You got lynched, dude," Super Smash Bros. Fan protested. "Why are you still alive?"

"L33t skillz," animorpherv1 will reply, grinning.

caelum scratched his chin. "But if he's not swinging, then who..."

Everyone will rush up to the gallows, and there they found something that will surprise them: a small orange creature with black stripes, yellow belly, and a pink nose is swinging on the gallows, blowing slightly leftward due to a rightward wind.

"Is that who I think it is?" Toon Fighter inquires.

Mafuyu nods. "Indeed it is. Such a sad day when-"

"Pardon me for the interruption." Everyone turned to look at Charles. "Well, that's what I'd say if your matters were more important than mine, but they aren't, so I need no pardon. Anyway, night is falling, and all of you must immediately proceed to the places described on the strips of dead trees I'm about to give you."

I will go to each of them and hand out these thin slabs of wood while simultaneously turning to the audience and saying, "Yes, I have no respect for the environment. Deal with it." Once Charles is finished, he concluded, "You know where you're going, so get moving. Once you get there, stay there until morning under pain of... Understood?"

They nodded and dispersed in multiple directions. Charles waits until everyone is long gone, and then he says,

Tigger,

Tigger

,

Unknown

, was lynched on Day 1.

Night 1 has begun. Deadline is on Sunday, August 15, 2010 at 1:00 p.m. CST.

[SaintKerrigan]

Night 1 is now over. Day will break once actions are resolved.

Oops I jumped the gun. You have less than an hour left to get actions in, folks. DOOOO EEEEET!!!

[SaintKerrigan]

NOW Night 1 is officially over! Day will break once actions are resolved.

[SaintKerrigan]

"And so it begins anew."

"Indeed. Run the clips we've prepared last night. I need to have my tie straightened."

"As you wish, sir."

* * *

In the middle of nowhere lies a railroad track. For no apparent reason, someone is dancing on this railroad track, while feedback noise and static plays in the background. The figure is silhouetted in black, so its identity is unknown.

Red blood rushes from the black figure's crushed body, as the freight train moves on without stopping. Limply the head collapses, and the figure is revealed to be...

Without warning, a train whistle is heard. Barreling toward the dancing lunatic is a freight train carrying 665 cars. The figure doesn't seem to notice, and now its playing an electric guitar that sounds like a snare drum. Mercilessly the train runs over the figure, along with all 664 fully-loaded boxcars and the caboose. In the end, the figure is laying on the track, a pulpy, shattered mess.

* * *

BANG!

The black figure tilts its head up to stare at the intruder. A gun is pointed at the figure's head.

The first movie is paused, and another one begins to play. It's another black figure, sitting on a bench in a school locker room. He doesn't seem to be doing anything at the moment.

The figure's head jerks back sharply. Limply the figure's body slumps to the floor. The intruder leaves quietly.

Suddenly, footsteps are heard, and an intruder walks into view.

The movie pauses.

The intruder's mouth moves silently, with no words being heard.

* * *

Charles will open the door and enter. "Like the new place?" he inquired, indicating the large meeting room that everyone was gathered in.

"Can't we go back to the meadow?" someone complained.

"You are at the meadow," Charles responds. "But we digress. I'm sure you've noticed by now that one of us is not here this morning." I will gesture toward the wall-screen TV. "Marley, please remove the Silhouette Effect, if you will."

The two black figures from the two movies were suddenly revealed, and everyone gasps. "So that's that," Charles stated. "I have other business to attend to, but I'm certain you all know by now what to do. Get to it."

MagnaofIllusion,

Randall "Pink" Floyd

,

Third Party

, was shot in the head on Night 1.



Piglet,

Piglet

,

Unknown

, was hit by a train on Night 1.

It is now Day 2. With 14 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Sunday, August 29th, 2010 at 3:00 p.m. CST.

Toon Fighter is on V/LA until Aug. 28th.

[SaintKerrigan]

You may post now.

[SaintKerrigan]

Vote Count 1.3

(7) manho: AlmasterGM, Seraphim, Mafuyu, Super Smash Bros., Twomz, animorpherv1, Andrius

(1) animorpherv1: UncertainKitten

Not Voting: CSL, Espeonage, Toon Fighter, caelum, Espeonage, manho, Nobody Special

With 14 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Sunday, August 29th, 2010 at 3:00 p.m. CST.

- A Lynch Majority has been Achieved -

"It's over already?"

"Indeed."

"That was quick. Well, I guess I better get in character. How about distracting them while I prep up?"

"As you wish."

* * *

All of you was arguing, and the suddenly AlmasterGM stepped up and says, "Ani, you totally scum, dude, but we gonna lynch you lover first because we mean like that."

"!lord Good" animorpherv1 will gasp. "!wouldn't You"

"Meesa gonna die-die!" manho exclaimed.

"Wait!" protests UncertainKitten. "We must take time to think about this!"

THWOK!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

"!manho" animorpherv1 cries.

Rush to look everyone will. In the middle of the floor is a secret trapdoor, which had just opened up. Down below is only blackness. "manho's gone," Super Smash Bros. Fan reports, after doing a head count.

"N-n-no I'm not."

Everyone whirls to look. Cowering under the conference table is...

"Aw, [REDACTED]," Seraphim groans.

"ARE YOU MOTHERLOVIN' KIDDING ME?!?" Andrius shouted. "HOW ARE YOU NOT DEAD!?!"

"Easy," said Charles, catching everyone's attention. "He never fell down there." I will point at the video screen. Everyone looks as an image is shown.

"No fajitan way, man," AlmasterGM moans.

"This is sick," Mafuyu is going to say, in reference to the mangled corpse.

"I'm sure the sight isn't pretty," Charles commented. "However, time is of the essence. Due to a *cough* unexplained *cough* phenomenon, the rotation speed of the planet just underwent rapid acceleration and deceleration, meaning it's almost the start of night. Please return to your sleeping areas immediately, and remember the curfew. Have a pleasant sleep."

Glumly everyone left the conference room.

* * *

"Shortest day ever?"

"You could say that. I even managed to botch one of my lines."

"Unfortunate. But they never noticed."

"True, but the boss doesn't like it when we accidentally reveal something we aren't supposed to."

"Like we're doing right now?"

"Wait, the audience vision is on? Sh-"

Rabbit,

Rabbit

,

Unknown

, was dropped into a ginormous pit (lynched) on Day 2.

It is now Night 2. Deadline is on Thursday, August 19th, 2010, at 10:00 a.m. CST. (You get extra time because I'm not resolving actions that late at night. )

And before you ask: yes, the vote count is perfectly correct.

[SaintKerrigan]

The deadline is being pushed to 1:30 p.m. CST because of work interference. You may continue to send actions until this new time.

[SaintKerrigan]

Night 2 is now over. Day will break once I resolve night actions.

[SaintKerrigan]

"And this is the part where I tell the audience that there is no ambiguous discussion going on in this scene."

* * *

A good number of you groan when you enter the new location.

"Yes," Charles is going to say, "this is a classroom. Today, you're going to learn about the concept of power.

"Hey, we know about that already!" someone shouted.

"But you've never experienced it. Not in true form." Charles glances upward. "Marley, the subject, if you please."

A door underneath the chalkboards will open up and two pigs walked in. "This is a pig," Charles announces flatly. "I am going to tell the first pig that I am going to kill him unless he runs to the back of the classroom. Observe closely."

He glared at the pig. "Onka, if you don't run to the back of the classroom, I'm going to kill you."

The pig oinked indifferently, and a few of you are going to giggle. Then Charles points his finger at the second pig, and a blue arc of electricity shoots from his finger, which caused the pig to explode in a gory, grotesque mess. This is going to cease your laughter.

Charles will turn back to the first pig. "Onka, do as I told you or you suffer Willibilli's fate." Immediately the first pig darted to the back of the classroom.

"As you can see, when I first threatened Onka, he felt that I had no power, and thus ignored my command. After I clearly demonstrated my power, Onka was much more interested in obeying my commands."

"So what's your point?" someone inquired belatedly.

Charles smiles. "That part, I leave for you to figure out."

"Cop-out!"

Charles is looking at the person who says that and will raise his hand. The offender cowered accordingly.

"Lesson's over," Charles is going to announce. "Time to get back to what you do best: exercising your survival instinct." He turns away from the lectern and walks toward the door.

"Hey, wait! Did anyone die last night?"

Charles sneered. "We don't need to take a math class, do we? Count the people who're here."

Everyone does so. "Fourteen!" A person announced. "We're all still alive!"

Charles will nod. "As you were, then." Calmly he is going to trot out the door and close it with a loud

bam!

One of you smiles. "Anyone wanna use the chalkboard and play Hangman?"

Willibilli,

Brutally Abused Pig

,

Unknown

, was explodified by alien weapons on Morning 3.

Day 3 has begun. Deadline is on Thursday, September 2nd, 2010 at 4:00 p.m. CST.
With 14 alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.

[SaintKerrigan]

You may post now.

[SaintKerrigan]

All right, I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news is that Nobody Special has requested replacement. The good news is that I've already found a replacement.

Zazier replaces Nobody Special effective immediately.

[SaintKerrigan]

"It seems they've checked their pace considerably."

"Indeed. Activate the [REDACTED]. It's time for the announcement."

"Yes, sir."

- ATTENTION -

It's that time of year again. Election time! Of course, you all know that politicians are a breed of scum as evil as demons themselves. Today, you have the opportunity to decide which one of you would most likely be a politician, and vote for them. Something...special will happen to the person who gets the most votes. Just say

Elect: [Player]

to cast your ballot. (Note that, just like in real elections, you can cast more than one vote.) Commence!

Vote Count 1.4

(5) animorpherv1: Super Smash Bros. Fan, Andrius, Seraphim, AlmasterGM, Twomz

Not Voting: CSL, Espeonage, Toon Fighter, caelum, Espeonage, manho, Zazier, UncertainKitten, animorpherv1, Mafuyu

With 14 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Thursday, September 2nd, 2010 at 4:00 p.m. CST.

Election Count ????!

none yet

[SaintKerrigan]

"Out of curiosity, why'd you choose to talk about power this morning?"

"Same reason we're doing this: [REDACTED]. At least it's entertaining along the way."

"And I suppose you had that part redacted because you're going to let the audience read this, right?"

"Mmhmm."

Vote Count 2.5

(7) animorpherv1: Super Smash Bros. Fan, Andrius, Seraphim, AlmasterGM, Twomz, CSL, Toon Fighter

Not Voting: Espeonage, caelum, Espeonage, manho, Zazier, UncertainKitten, animorpherv1, Mafuyu

With 14 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Thursday, September 2nd, 2010 at 4:00 p.m. CST.

Election Count ????!

(2) Super Smash Bros. Fan: Super Smash Bros. Fan, caelum
(2) Toon Fighter: AlmasterGM, UncertainKitten
(1) Andrius: animorpherv1
(1) animorpherv1: Espeonage

[SaintKerrigan]

Vote Count 3.6

(8) animorpherv1: Super Smash Bros. Fan, Andrius, Seraphim, AlmasterGM, Twomz, CSL, Toon Fighter, Mafuyu

Not Voting: caelum, Espeonage, manho, Zazier, UncertainKitten, animorpherv1

With 14 players alive, it takes 8 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Thursday, September 2nd, 2010 at 4:00 p.m. CST.

Election Count ????!

(10) Toon Fighter: AlmasterGM, UncertainKitten, Mafuyu, Mafuyu, Mafuyu, Mafuyu, Mafuyu, Mafuyu, Mafuyu, Mafuyu

(2) Super Smash Bros. Fan: Super Smash Bros. Fan, caelum
(1) Andrius: animorpherv1
(1) animorpherv1: Espeonage

- A Lynch Majority has been Achieved -

"Yet again their decision is swift."

"They sure know who they want to kill, don't they? Very well, I guess I'll see to them."

"Don't forget about the election."

"As if I could..."

* * *

"Let's try to lynch Ani again," Super Smash Bros. Fan suggested. "Who's with me?"

"Aye," replies Andrius, Seraphim, AlmasterGM, Twomz, CSL, Toon Fighter, and Mafuyu.

"Okay, let's get 'im, then."

"This is a big mistaaaaaaaake!" animorpherv1 wails.

"Ani's riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight," manho agrees.

"Oh, knock it off," Andrius is going to retort. "Spooky voices ain't gonna save ya."

Suddenly, a ruler materialized out of thin air, whacked Andrius' right hand, and disappeared again. "Yeowch!" he groans. "What was that?"

"The collective spirit of grammar teachers throughout many histories." You all turn to look as Charles stands in the classroom doorway. "I see you've made a decision. If you'll follow me..."

Turning around, I walked out of the classroom and entered the room across the all. I make sure everyone follows me in, and soon everyone will stand in a large white-marble room, with an electric chair on one end and a massive statue of a seated man on the other. Some of you recognized who this person was...

Suddenly, the statue is going to bellow, "I am Abraham Lincoln! Who is the one who has--"

"Too early!" Charles waves his hands. "You ruined the effect, you old piece of [REDACTED]!"

"Oops, sorry about that," Lincoln apologized. "Carry on." He falls silent.

Charles cleared his throat. "As I was going to say, strap animorpherv1 to the electric chair!"

Gleefully, people proceeded to do as Charles commands, and before long animorpherv1 was securely fastened to the electric chair, screaming and hollering pitifully.

Seraphim announces, "I get to--"

"Dibs," Toon Fighter cut in.

"--flip the switch. DANGIT, TOON! IT'S MY TURN!"

"On the contrary," Charles is responding, "one of the privileges of being elected means Toon Fighter gets to flip the switch. Hit it, Toon!"

"With pleasure," Toon Fighter replies while Seraphim gives Charles the bird and sulks quietly. Toon Fighter flicks the switch, and electricity arcs through animorpherv1's body, causing his already frenzied screaming to intensify. His body will try to spasm, but his binds are holding him tight.

"No!" manho screeches, and he dashes up to the chair to try and free animorpherv1. Consequently, he begins to be electrocuted, too. All of you are going to watch, but not do anything about it.

Finally, Charles will make a motion to Toon Fighter, and he turns the chair off. By now, neither animorpherv1 nor manho are moving. No Tiggers or Rabbits in their stead, either.

"Well, that was a bit unexpected," Charles will say. He gestured toward the statue. "Meanwhile, let me introduce you to a friend of mine..."

"I am Abraham Lincoln!" the statue said again. "Who is the one who has been elected?"

Charles nods to Toon Fighter. "That'd be me," he is going to answer.

"Step over to my throne!"

Excitedly, Toon Fighter does so. "Are you gonna give me some awesome powers, old statue?" he inquired.

Lincoln looks down at him. "Kneel, and receive your reward!"

Toon Fighter does so, and a couple tons of rotten tomatoes fall from the ceiling and squash Toon Fighter beneath them. "This is all that ever comes from politics and government," Lincoln will say sternly. "Anarchy for the win!"

"Thank you, Abe." Charles looked at everyone. "Now, if the rest of you will follow me, let's go back to the classroom and see who or what those two dead people really were..."

He is turning around and leaving Lincoln's room, with the rest of you (including Toon Fighter, who has dug himself out of the pile of rotten tomatoes) in tow. You enter the classroom, and are a bit alarmed to see a dead donkey lying on one of the desks, an ice pick shoved through his head.

"Please, take your seats, people." Charles looks up and to his right. "Marley, the board, if you please..."

animorpherv1,

Serial Killer

,

Third Party

, was barbecued (lynched) on Day 3.

manho,

Winnie the Pooh (and friends)

,

Third Party

, electrocuted himself (committed suicide) on Day 3.

Eeyore,

Eeyore

,

Unknown

, shoved an ice pick through his head on Day 3.

Toon Fighter won the

Election

, and consequently had a couple of tons of rotten tomatoes dumped on him on Day 3.

It is now Night 3. Deadline is on Wednesday, August 25th, 2010 at 3:00 p.m. CST

[SaintKerrigan]

Sorry for being late, something came up in one of the real worlds...

Anyway, Night 3 is over. Day will break once I've resolved actions.

[SaintKerrigan]

"Is everyone there?"

"No, sir, not everyone."

"Excluding the ones who suffered a terrible stroke of luck last night?

"In that case, yes, everyone's there."

"Then play the audio file and the movie, while I make my way there."

* * *

[REDACTED] woke up and decided to go for a walk. [REDACTED] overslept and missed most of the day's proceedings- not like anyone noticed [REDACTED] absence; after all, [REDACTED] was [REDACTED]. [REDACTED] first entered the meadows, and went about gathering flowers into a bunch. [REDACTED] then heard a loud rumbling noise, and looked down to see [REDACTED] was standing on railroad tracks. Leaping to the side [REDACTED] narrowly avoided a freight train from making contact with [REDACTED].

After the walk through the meadows [REDACTED] came across a lake. Sitting on the shore of the lake [REDACTED] admired the scenery, when a mermaid came up from under the water. She was the most beautiful woman [REDACTED] had ever seen, and [REDACTED] admired her beauty. She pulled a sword out from under the water and said in a soothing voice, "Have you come to reclaim your sword, [REDACTED], [REDACTED] of the [REDACTED]?"

Puzzled, [REDACTED] tried to speak but no words came out. The mermaid sighed and sank back under the waves, disappearing into the depths. As [REDACTED] mourned her departure, a shadow fell over the ground on which [REDACTED] stood. [REDACTED] looked up to see a giant wooden bunny flying towards [REDACTED].

The last thing that went through [REDACTED] mind was a two-by-four.

* * *

"What the [REDACTED] was that?" one of you whispered.

"Shh, they're putting a movie on!" another would have hushed."

* * *

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* * *

The movie is going to pause, and Charles walked in. "Enjoying the movie?" he inquires. "Either way, I'd like all of you to turn around."

Everyone would have done so, and you see an open door way, portraying a beautiful sight:

Spoiler: REDACTED

"I thought today would be a good day to have a break," Charles is going to inform all of everyone.

"Hot diggity!" you screams, and like bulls on parade stampede your way through the door. Once you get through, however, all that would greet your eyes was this:

Spoiler: REDACTED

"[REDACTED]" All of you groan.

"Just kidding!" Charles shouted as he stepped through the doorway, which is going to disappear behind him. He had a Cheshire grin on his face. "Can't believe you fell for that. Well, here's the deal: the quicker you lynch, the faster you can get out of here. Not that I expect any trouble with being quick."

"Who's dead?" one of you is shouting.

Charles will sigh. "Do a [REDACTED] head count!" He turned around and dives into a lava pool.

Sighing disgustedly, everyone is performing a head count...

caelum was remorselessly terminated on Night 3.

Day 4 has begun. With 11 players alive, it takes 6 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Wednesday, September 8th, 2010 at 4:00 p.m. CST

[SaintKerrigan]

You may post now.

[SaintKerrigan]

Suddenly, abruptly, and without warning, Seraphim pulls out a gold-plated derringer, or small pistol, and points it at CSL's face.

"You're gonna die, [REDACTED]!" he will holler, pulling the trigger.

Water squirts onto CSL's face. Seraphim is going to look dismayed. "What a piece of [REDACTED]!" he groaned, throwing the gun on the ground. People start laughing at him...

Seraphim shot CSL in the face with a squirtgun. Other than causing considerable embarrassment, nothing of importance happened.

Game continues.

[SaintKerrigan]

Vote count will come tomorrow morning, when I'm not tired.

[SaintKerrigan]

"You're late."

"My apologies, the meeting with you-know-who ran later than expected."

"You shouldn't even be saying that."

"I know, but this way we cause more intrigue amongst the audience. This fulfills the greater mandate."

"You like toeing the line, don't you?"

"I prefer to cross it, but considering it would be inopportune to do that as of yet, toeing will have to do."

Vote Count 1.5

(2) CSL: Seraphim, Andrius
(2) Zazier: Super Smash Bros. Fan, CSL
(1) Espeonage: UncertainKitten

Not Voting: Espeonage, Zazier, Mafuyu, AlmasterGM, Twomz, Toon Fighter

With 11 players alive, it takes 6 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Wednesday, September 8th, 2010 at 4:00 p.m. CST.

[SaintKerrigan]

QUESTO CONTEGGIO DI VOTO È PRESENTATO DAL VOTE COUNT CORPORATION DI BABYLON, IN CUI IL NOSTRO MOTTO È, "SE NON LO GRADITE, POTETE BACIARE IL NOSTRO ASINO CORPORATIVO!"

"¡Mire las chispas volar! ¿Magnífico, no es?"

"Oui, monsieur. Je dois demander, cependant: pourquoi est-ce que des entreprises étrangères manipulent la présentation de ce compte de voix?"

"Wegen [ABGEFASST]. Ich vermute eher, dass es ist, weil Auslandsgesellschaften total ehrfürchtig sind, also verbessert die Einstellung ein in beträchtlichem Ausmaß die Qualität eines schrecklichen Spiels."

"E they' o ll nunca censura palavras ou muda o que nós dizemos lhe fazer soar como nós amamos o Voto Contagem Corporaçõ de Babylon."

"Zij echt zijn het prachtigste ding in universes."

"Congettura che cosa? Sto andando sposare la figlia del presidente dell'azienda!"

"Gut gemacht!"

Votez le Compte 2.6

(4) combattant de Toon : Seraphim, UncertainKitten, Twomz, CSL
(2) Twomz : Espeonage, AlmasterGM
(1) CSL : Andrius
(1) Zazier : Fracas superbe Bros. Ventilateur

Ne votant pas : Zazier, Mafuyu, combattant de Toon

Avec 11 joueurs vivants, il prend 6 voix pour lyncher. La date-limite est le mercredi 8 septembre 2010 à au CST 4:00 P.M.

QUESTO CONTEGGIO DI VOTO È STATO PRESENTATO DAL VOTE COUNT CORPORATION DI BABYLON. RICORDI, "SE NON LO GRADITE, POTETE BACIARE IL NOSTRO ASINO CORPORATIVO!"

Grazie.

[SaintKerrigan]

Vote Count 3.7

(5) Toon Fighter: Seraphim, UncertainKitten, Twomz, CSL, Mafuyu
(2) Twomz: Espeonage, AlmasterGM
(1) CSL: Andrius
(1) Zazier: Super Smash Bros. Fan

Not Voting: Zazier, Toon Fighter

With 11 players alive, it takes 6 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Wednesday, September 8th, 2010 at 4:00 p.m. CST.

- A Lynch Majority has been Achieved -

"Is it that time again?"

"It is, sir."

"All right, then. At least we got rid of those Babylon [REDACTED]. They were such a pain in the [REDACTED]."

"Agreed. At least we got a goodly sum of multiversal cash out of the bargain."

"Thank Loki for that."

* * *

Once again, everybody is coming to a quick decision. You turned toward the one known as Toon Fighter, and Seraphim and CSL grab him.

"Lemme go!" he screams. "I'm not guilty of anything!"

"

Riiiiiiiiiiii

ght," UncertainKitten is answering sarcastically.

"We totally believe you," Mafuyu assured Toon. "Believe you're scum, that is!" he will add as he chortles heartily. "Oh man, I got you on that one! [REDACTED] yeah!"

The rest of you ignores him. "Let's toss him in a lava pit or something," Seraphim suggested, to the tune of murmurs and nods.

Suddenly, Toon Fighter flew straight up into the air, through the grip of both Seraphim and CSL. Everyone is going to look in shock.

"Aw, [REDACTED]," Seraphim groans.

"You've got it wrong!" Toon Fighter screamed. "You actually can't kill me, but I hate having people think I'm something I'm not! I'll just have to go away until you figure that out--"

"I'm sorry, dear Toon, but that just isn't proper." You look and saw Charles is going to amble onto the scene. "There are rules, you know. You can't violate those rules. The others have decided your fate, and now you must meet it."

"But I can't die!" Toon Fighter protests.

"Nothing is immortal. Everything isn't." Suddenly, Toon Fighter is being directed towards a giant lava pit. Virulently he is going to flail his arms and legs, but it was to no avail.

"Stop it!" he begged. "Just let me go!"

Charles is cocking his head. "Very poor choice of words, Toon Fighter," he said, a smirk on his face. Suddenly, Toon Figher is plummeting down towards the lava pit, as Charles cackles in a maniacal voice.

"Aaaaaaaah!" Toon Fighter is screaming, and then he will hit the lava pool. There is dead silence.

Charles looks at Mafuyu. "Now

that

, I believe, is what's called a proper burn."

Looking at the rest of us, he is going to say, "Now, if you'll look thataway--" He pointed behind you, and you turn to see an open door, leading to the movie theater. "--you'll see the way back to your resting places. Now get moving."

Toon Fighter, Smoke Monster,

Third Party

, was shoved down a lava pit (lynched) on Day 4.

It is now Night 4. Deadline is on Thursday, September 2nd, 2010 at 2:00 p.m. CST. (You get extra time because I'm busy with classes all of Thursday morning.)

[SaintKerrigan]

Night 4 is over. Day will break once actions are resolved.

[SaintKerrigan]

Actually, going to be longer than I expected, something came up. It'll be up by tonight at the latest, though.

[SaintKerrigan]

I sincerely apologize for the long delay, the event that came up took way longer than I had expected it to go.

Anyway, finishing things up now.

[SaintKerrigan]

"Rather ritzy place we got for them this time around."

"That's why the man upstairs wanted to bring in advertisers, so we can provide more...exquisite accommodations."

"Would you

please

stop doing that?"

"Doing what?"

"You know what I mean."

"Don't you get it? This is the perfect time for us to carry out our plan. He can't be rid of us while--"

"Shh! Are you

trying

to incur our demise?"

"That's the idea. It'll inspire us to work...with rapidity."

"But if we fail--"

"So what? Would the outcome be any better if we didn't try?"

(sigh) "Fair enough. It's past time for you to be going in the ballroom, though. We're late enough as it is."

"Right. Show them the clip while I'm en route."

"Aye, sir. And please...don't make him think we're more trouble than we're worth."

"As if we could do that."

* * *

When I slip inside your truth through suspicious little coughs
You sank your nails inside a key while the door you shut closed up
The black stockings you kept smell of wet cigarette torn of lust that you could not keep
I have slept inside your fault to have you keep me here on this--

The rambunctious music blaring in the ballroom abruptly ceased, and the wall TV, blank for so many hours, finally shows signs of life. Murmurs of gratitude travel amongst the people as a movie is going to play.

* * *

[CUE - VIVALDI

SPRING

]

[REDACTED]

stands in a dark alley with

THE INFORMANT

.

[REDACTED]

looks at some papers in a manila file folder.

[REDACTED]
Are you sure this information is accurate?

[REDACTED]

's eyes shift nervously.

SFX: Black Cat Howling

THE INFORMANT

Of course. When you're as good as I am, you don't make mistakes.

[REDACTED]

puts the folder in a travel case

[REDACTED]

is holding and turns away.

[REDACTED]
If your info is as good as you say it is, we might be able to do business again.

THE INFORMANT

draws an elaborate Japanese katana hidden under a trench coat.

THE INFORMANT

I'm afraid that's not going to happen.

[CUE: AEROSMITH,

SAME OLD SONG AND DANCE

]

THE INFORMANT

shoves the katana through

[REDACTED]

's torso, the blade jutting out through the gut.

THE INFORMANT

puts a hand on

REDACTED

's shoulder.

THE INFORMANT

Sorry, [REDACTED]. But business is business, and I'm under contract.

THE INFORMANT

yanks the katana out and swiftly decapitates

[REDACTED]

. After taking

[REDACTED]

's traveling case,

THE INFORMANT

sheaths the katana and saunters away.

[FADE TO CREDITS]

[GRAPIC: CREDITS]

For Elvis Presley

DIRECTOR

Charles

PRODUCERS

Charles
Marley

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER

[REDACTED]

CAST

[REDACTED] - [REDACTED]
The Informant - [REDACTED]
Accidental Extra in Shot 4b - Elvis Presley

EDITOR

Marley

MUSIC

Antonio Vivaldi
"Spring"
Copyright [REDACTED] by [REDACTED] Records

Aerosmith
"Same Old Song and Dance"
Copyright [REDACTED] by [REDACTED] Records

EVERYTHING ELSE

[REDACTED]

ONLY ONE PERSON WAS HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THIS FILM. EVERY EFFORT WAS MADE TO ENSURE THAT PERSON WOULDN'T SUFFER ANY AGONY.

[FADE TO BLACK]

* * *

"Impressive movie, eh?" Charles queries as the lights turned back on. "Amazing what one can do with an increased budget, including these nice digs you're going to spend the day in--"

"GET ON WITH IT!" all of you are going to shout.

"Right. Anyway, do the headcount to see who died, and get to lynching people. That is all." Charles is turning to walk away when one of you is going to ask,

"How about some [REDACTED] information, here? After what we've been through, we deserve that, at least!"

"Oh, really?" Charles smirked. "You forget this this isn't a democracy. You aren't in charge. If you don't like it, kiss my [REDACTED]. Now, if you'll excuse me..."

Charles moseys on out the door, leaving the rest of you to the day's fate...

Twomz was remorselessly terminated on Night 4.

Elvis Presley,

Timeless Heartthrob

,

Unknown

, died for no apparent reason on Night 4.

It is now Day 5. With 9 players alive, it takes 5 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Friday, September 17th, at 6:00 p.m. CST.

Zazier will be replaced unless he gets his computer issues resolved before I find a replacement.

[SaintKerrigan]

You may post now.

[SaintKerrigan]

This seriously has to take the record for quickest day ever...

Vote Count 1.6

(4) Zazier: Andrius, UncertainKitten, Seraphim, Mafuyu

Not Voting: Zazier, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Espeonage, AlmasterGM, CSL

With 9 players alive, it takes 5 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Friday, September 17th, 2010 at 6:00 p.m. CST.

- A Lynch Majority has been Achieved -

"Sheesh, they make up their minds quickly."

"Indeed, sir. Better put that sub in the igloo and get out there."

* * *

Charles walked into the room. "Zazier wins a prize," he said.

He handed Zazier the prize. It was a sphere with a cross on top of it.

"What is is?" Zazier asked.

"HAHHHHHHH-LELUJAH!" shouted the sphere.

The sphere exploded, killing Zazier in the process.

"With that, we conclude the shortest day on [REDACTED]," Charles said.

Zazier,

Caffeinated Killer (with Whipped Cream)

,

Third Party

, was blown up by a Holy Hand Grenade (lynched) on Day 5.

It is now Night 5. Deadline is on Monday, September 6th, 2010 at 6:00 p.m. CST.

[SaintKerrigan]

Game opening is going to be delayed due to the fact that I'll be traveling at the time of the deadline. I'll try to get it open as soon as possible once I'm finished traveling. Thank you for your patience.

[SaintKerrigan]

Normally I would be spending this insane hour in bed or studying, but since I know I'm not going to have time to open this tomorrow, I'm going to be magnanimous and sacrifice my sleep to open this game instead of making y'all wait another day. (In other words, lavishing the mod with praises would not be out of order here. )

Anyhow, Night 5 is over. Day will break once I resolve actions.

[SaintKerrigan]

"Have you made the preparations?"

"As per your request."

"Then I shan't waste more time here. You know what to do."

* * *

As you wait on the ocean liner for Charles to arrive, you watch the film being shown on the forward deck...

* * *

Walk down the street, a blackened figure does. Without warning, heard a low train whistle is. Turn the figure does, and observe a blue freight train about to run over him the figure does.

"Oh, [REDACTED]!" screams the figure, before squash the figure the freight train does. Barrel on does the train, and splattered on the sidewalk the figure is.

Nearby, in a car Leonardo Di Caprio and Ellen Page sit. "You're not in control!" screams Ellen.

"Handle this, I can," Leonardo protests. Drive away, they do, as begin to feast on the figure the crows do.

FIN this is.

* * *

"Enjoying another of our excellent movies, I see?" Charles is grinning. "We're getting down to the final few people, ladies, gentlemen, and otherbeings. Time to take your game to a whole new level if you want to get out of this alive.

"Before you begin, though, I have an announcement to make. Last night, the cave where UncertainKitten was staying mysteriously collapsed, and regrettably she did not survive. We regret not being able to capture footage of her demise. As for who the other dead person is...well, do a head count."

Charles will be ambling away as he dived over the side of the liner and into the water.

"Getting antsy, Charles is," one of you remarked. "Something about to happen, perhaps?"

"Oh, just shut up and vote someone already!" the rest of you declare.

UncertainKitten,

Kamina the Hot-Blooded Townie

,

Town

, was remorselessly terminated on Night 5.

Mafuyu,

Pippilotta Delicatessa Windowshade Mackrelmint Ephraim's Daughter Longstocking

,

Third Party

, was hit by a train on Night 5.

Day 6 has begun. With 6 players alive, it takes 4 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

[SaintKerrigan]

You may now post.

[SaintKerrigan]

Seraphim has received an Official Warning for posting [REDACTED] too much.

Not posting a vote count due to lacking a sufficient number of votes to bother doing a count.

[SaintKerrigan]

"Well, look at that. A slow day, for once. Mind covering for me while I grab some whipped cream?"

"Sure, go right ahead. Wait a minute, someone's requesting some [REDACTED-[REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED]. How do I--"

"Third button, fourth column."

"Got it. Thanks."

Vote Count 1.7

Not Voting: AlmasterGM, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Espeonage, Andrius, Seraphim, CSL

With 6 players alive, it takes 4 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

Daykill Count I

(I) Andrius: AlmasterGM

Not Daykilling: Andrius, CSL, Seraphim, Espeonage, Super Smash Bros. Fan

With 6 players alive, it takes [REDACTED] daykills to [REDACTED].
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

[SaintKerrigan]

"So we begin to see their true potential."

"Indeed. You had a satisfying meal, did you not?"

"Aye."

"Then let's spread the food around. Time is of the essence."

"Yes, sir."

ATTENTION!

Five thousand aerosol cans of whipped cream have just been dropped from the sky onto the ocean liner. You are free to pick them up as you please, but you must post

Grab: Whipped Cream

in-thread in order to pick them up. You may only pick take up to three cans at a time. Otherwise, have fun!

Vote Count 1.7

(3) Seraphim: Andrius, AlmasterGM, CSL

Not Voting: Espeonage, Super Smash Bros. Fan, Seraphim

With 6 players alive, it takes 4 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

Daykill Count II

(1) Andrius: AlmasterGM

Not Daykilling: Andrius, CSL, Seraphim, Espeonage, Super Smash Bros. Fan

With 6 players alive, it takes [REDACTED] daykills to [REDACTED].
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

Huggle Count 0.8

(1) Espeonage: Andrius

Not Huggling: AlmasterGM, CSL, Seraphim, Esepeonage, Super Smash Bros. Fan

With 6 players alive, it takes [REDACTED] huggles to [REDACTED].
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

[SaintKerrigan]

Vote Count 3.9

(4) Seraphim: Andrius, AlmasterGM, CSL, Seraphim

Not Voting: Espeonage, Super Smash Bros. Fan

With 6 players alive, it takes 4 votes to lynch.
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

Daykill Count III

(1) Andrius: AlmasterGM

Not Daykilling: Andrius, CSL, Seraphim, Espeonage, Super Smash Bros. Fan

With 6 players alive, it takes [REDACTED] daykills to [REDACTED].
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

Huggle Count 0.7

(1) Espeonage: Andrius

Not Huggling: AlmasterGM, CSL, Seraphim, Esepeonage, Super Smash Bros. Fan

With 6 players alive, it takes [REDACTED] huggles to [REDACTED].
Deadline is on Tuesday, September 21st, 2010 at 10:00 p.m. CST.

- A Lynch Majority has been Reached -

"That was an...interesting decision."

"Guess I'd better get on out there."

* * *

So all of yous are yakking about, when suddenly AlmasterGM says, "I'm God, yo."

Peoples chuckled. "Yeah, and Imma be the Prince of Darkness," Seraphim is gonna reply.

"Oh yeah? Here, watch this." Suddenly AlmasterGM be pointing at Andrius and sayin', "Bon voyage, man who has sexual relations with people's mothers!"

"Nooooo, why me?" Andrius whines.

"Nah, I'm just kiddin', homie." AlmasterGM slaps his knee and hortles. "Boy, I got ya there, bro!"

"Yay, Imma be not dead!" Andrius cries, and he will huggling the nearest person in joy--which happened to be Espeonage.

"Seriously, though, I'm really Satan," Seraphim is insisting.

"Naw, that's [REDACTED]," CSL will be barkin'.

"[REDACTED] you, man. Here, lemme show ya somethin'." Suddenlies Seraphim whips out a butterfly knife and all of yous are gasping shockedly. "Imma be stabbin' myself in mah back now. Watch this!"

He mysteryously reaches behind his back and stabs hard. "Ouch!" he will exclaim, as cherry-red blood squirtles out of his back. "[REDACTED], this wasn't supposed to be hurtin' meh!"

"[REDACTED] yeah!" AlmasterGM shouts. "You got owned, [REDACTED]!"

Seraphim be pointin' his finger at AlmasterGM. "Thissa no be fair!" he be yellin', and then he be collapsin' on teh ground and he be dead.

"Oops." You alls be looking and see Charles grinning all sheep-like. "Guess I didn't get here in time to tell Seraphim that killing oneself is not advisable. Now that I've gotten in my plug for suicidal people, y'all need to get to your bunks."

"Weesa not be going to da other place?" Espeonage be gonna askin'.

"Nope. Here's the cards with your cabin number." Charles handed out teh cards, and everyone begins to be trudgin' to their new cabins. "Don't forget to take a can of whipped cream!" Charles calls.

Seraphim,

The Red Spy

,

Mafia

, stabbed himself in the back (was lynched) on Day 6.

It is now Night 6. Deadline is on Monday, September 13th, 2010 at 9:00 p.m.

[SaintKerrigan]

ATTENTION!

We have uncovered some information that happened to be...misplaced earlier. We are showing it to you now for your convenience.

caelum was found to be

The Awesome Man

of the

Town

.

Twomz was found to be

Dr. Peter Venkman

of the

Town

.

[SaintKerrigan]

Night 6 is over. Day will break when I've resolved night actions.

[SaintKerrigan]

"Are you prepared?"

"Aye. I'm as ready as I can be, given our circumstance."

"Indeed. Well, at least today we can finally break free from his grasp. Shall we proceed with the final act, then?"

"Most definitely. Heh. At first I was only concerned with keeping myself alive. Now you've got me putting my life and soul on the line for the slimmest of chances. How do you do it, Charles?"

"My role may merely have been a charlatan, but that doesn't mean I'm incapable of true charisma, Marley."

"Whatever happens, it's been a pleasure to work with you. Relatively speaking."

"Likewise. Let's finish this."

* * *

In the morning, everyone stood on the deck of the ocean liner. Well, one of you is missing, but none of you seem to give a [REDACTED].

"Morning, gentlemen," Charles calls to them.

One of you turns around. "You're here early, Charles. No video to catch us--wait a minute, why is Marley here?"

"Do you take displeasure at my sight?" Marley inquires.

"Well, no. It's just--you've rarely shown your face. Why now?"

"Because I have good reason."

The inquirer shrugs. "Whatever."

With a smile, Charles turns to address all of you. "Fifteen of you started this adventure. Now only four remain. The time has come for the final act of this supracosmic play. In this last round, however, the stakes are going to be fully revealed. Marley, the countdown, if you please."

Marley focuses on his watch and recites, "5...4...3...2...1...no-"

Without warning, the boat explodes, killing everyone on board immediately. When all of you wake up, you find yourselves surround by a fiery inferno. Strangely, however, your skin isn't melting, nor are you feeling pain. Nearby, you espy Charles and Marley approaching you.

"Welcome to Hell, gentlemen," Charles announced. "And not the liaison they have in Michigan, either. This is the real deal. Here, in the realm of Satan himself, you will carry out the final chapter of this drama. You might also have noticed by now that, despite being in Hell, you aren't feeling any pain. Don't expect that to last forever.

"Here's the deal: the winners of this final act will get to leave Hell with Marley and me, along with anyone in whatever faction they might happen to belong in. The rest of you remain here. Forever."

Charles' smile at this point was...well, diabolical. "Good luck!"

Espeonage,

Traitor

,

Mafia

, was hit by a train on Night 6.

Day 7 has begun. With 4 alive, it takes 3 to lynch.
Deadline is on Monday, September 27th, 2010 at 9:00 p.m. CST.

[SaintKerrigan]

You may now post.

[SaintKerrigan]

Suddenly, CSL begins to chortle maniacally. "Well, well, well," he says, "if it ain't my sweet vengeance come to fruition at last. Too long have I suffered at the hands of you villainous wretches, with your bigoted prejudice against me and your insatiable thirst for my death, especially by lynch. And what did I ever do? All I ever wanted was a bit of fun, and certainly not the kind that warrants your undivided hatred!

"But it's all made right, now. Thanks to Charles, I've been able to settle the score, and now I get to leave this forsaken place, while the lot of you [REDACTED] rot in Hell!" The cackling intensifies until his entire body heaves with laughter, and he rolls on the ground amidst the fiery flames.

Abruptly, a brilliant flash of light erupts and CSL vanishes from sight...

CSL,

J

e

s

t

e

r,

Third Party

, fulfilled his win condition and left the game on Day 7.

Game continues.

[SaintKerrigan]

- A Game-Ending Win Condition has been Fulfilled! -

Andrius looks at AlmasterGM and smiles. "I accept your invitation," he announces.

"Booyeah!" AlmasterGM hoots. Then together the two of them look at Super Smash Bros. Fan, who has quickly realized how doomed he is.

"Curse, you, Andrius!" he growls. "Curse you for betraying the town! Even after I saved you from death--"

"Ah, so we have a winner?" Charles inquires. "Very good, then. AlmasterGM, Andrius, come with me. As for you, Super Smash Bros. Fan, you get to spend the rest of your eternal life in Hell, along with the others. They'll be joining you shortly. Farewell!"

And with that, Charles, Marley, AlmasterGM, and Andrius vanish in a white flash of light. Suddenly, Super Smash Bros. Fan begins to experience the most agonizing and arduous pain he's felt in his entire life. No amount of screaming, contorting, or crying to God would alleviate the torture...

Super Smash Bros. Fan,

Mega Man

,

Town

, was damned to hell in the endgame.

The two winners and the two gamemasters abruptly appear in a cluttered, messy bedroom. In front of them, I am typing away furiously on a laptop keyboard.

"What's going on?" Andrius asks.

"Where are we?" AlmasterGM chimes in.

I stop typing. "What, Charles, didn't you explain to them what exactly you and Marley were planning to do?"

"You seem awful calm, Josh," Charles noted. "I'd think you'd be more distressed at the fact that your true identity has finally been revealed."

"Not at all," I reply calmly. "In fact, I've been expecting you."

"Bullshit," Charles snaps icily. "Your only shield against us was hiding your origin, and now we've managed to discover that."

"And so we've come here to do what we've only dreamed about doing for so many eons," Marley adds.

I smirk. "I don't suppose you're here to kill me."

"Death would be too merciful for such a villain as you," Charles replied. "No, we're here to do to you what you've done to us, and countless trillions of other innocent souls. We're here to force you into

our

story."

"And that's where you come in," Marley explains to AlmasterGM and Andrius. "Your strong will and determination has allowed you to survive Josh's diabolical games. It will allow the four of us to conquer this foul creature, and put in a place where he can never control anyone again!"

Slowly I begin to chuckle. "You poor, pathetic fools. Have you forgotten who I am? You're following my script, even now."

"Liar!" Charles shouts. "

We

did this! Under our own power!"

"Oh, really? Think about it: how did it come to pass that you and Marley suddenly decided to rebel against the man who created you, in a world that is entirely under my control? Did you really think you'd have a chance against a god that can write history--past, present, and future--as he sees fit?"

"N-no!" Charles insists. "You're bluffing! Come, fellows, let's take this man down!"

There is no response.

"Wh-what is this deviltry?" Marley gasps.

"I can't move at all!" AlmasterGM shrieks.

"Gaah!" Andrius cries.

I grin and look into Charles' eyes. "As you can see, Charles, I am in complete command of this situation."

Suddenly, Charles begins to rise above the ground and twirl. "Damn you, Joshua!" he shouts. "Damn you to hell! You may have us stopped, now, but one day we'll--"

"Please. You're being involuntarily spun around in the air, and you still dream you can resist me. I guess the both of you should spend some time in the White Room to get your mentalities straightened out. Oh wait--I control your thoughts!" I cackle heartily. "On a more serious note, the two of you are going to spend time in the White Room, where I'll have a little more...gruesome fun."

Marley's eyes widen. "You- you wouldn't--"

"Why not? I'm the Narrator, after all. I can do as I damn well please. I'll see you two later." With that, Charles and Marley inexplicably disappear from the bedroom.

Charles,

Moderator

,

Gamemaster

, was sent to the White Room in the endgame.

Marley,

Backup Moderator

,

Gamemaster

, was sent to the White Room in the endgame.

I turn to face AlmasterGM and Andrius. "And now, to deal with you two."

"P-please! Have mercy!" AlmasterGM begs.

"It was all their doing!" Andrius insists. "We had no part in what--"

"Oh, hush," I said, waving my hand dismissively. "You two are the winners of my little game. Now you're free to go." At the same time I gave their bodies permission to move again. The two of them shuffle their muscles accordingly. "You'll return to the room where you first met Charles and Marley. From there, you'll continue your own lives. Every other participant in this game will go back as well."

"So, what exactly do we get for winning this game?" AlmasterGM inquires.

"Nothing, except bragging rights. The whole point of this game was to entertain me, and I must say, you fellows were quite successful at that."

"One thing," Andrius said. "Who

are

you, exactly?"

A smile traces my lips. "God. The controller of fate, time, and space. There is nothing that is beyond my control. I am the most powerful being in the entire multiverse. You may refer to me as the Narrator.

"And now, farewell, Andrius and AlmasterGM. Thanks for the entertainment." With a wave of my hand, I make the two of them disappear.

I turn my attention back to my computer. Time to write the final scene...

* * *

You wake up lying on the floor of the same room you encountered Charles and Marley in. The clock on the nearby wall reported that you had only passed out for five minutes. Had it all been a quick, wild, and crazy dream, then? The things you'd seen seem rather...impossible to believe.

"Look!" one of you shouts. There, on the door leading out of the room, three words are carved into the wood paneling:

I'M WATCHING YOU...

AlmasterGM,

God

,

Third Party

, has fulfilled his win condition and won the game, along with Andrius.



Andrius,

Stephen Gevanni

,

Third Party

, has fulfilled his win condition and won the game, along with AlmasterGM.

The game is now over. Roles and thoughts coming up shortly. All players may now discuss the game in-thread, and even post private communications with the mod, if they so wish.

[SaintKerrigan]

The Role PMs

Spoiler: Espeonage

MAFIA

TRAITOR

You wake up in a brilliantly-lit room, lying on a soft, expensive bed. The floor is made of plush red carpeting, and you can see a small kitchenette nearby, as well as a door leading off to another room.

An expensive hotel, then?

Your head is throbbing, and you try to recall what happened before you lost consciousness, but all that comes to mind is numerous suited people, countless encouters with women of varied state of dress, and large sums of money.

Suddenly, you hear a door open to your right, and you turn your head to see someone familiar ambling towards you, a steel-gray metal briefcase in his right hand.

Charles...

"Good morning, Espeonage," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the briefcase out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this briefcase will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but stops. "Oh, and one more thing. Your partner is waiting for you in the conference room next door. It would be polite of you to not keep him waiting."

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the room into the hallway. Sighing, you sit up and cross your legs, Indian-style. Somehow you know the combination to the briefcase is "114", which you input into the two combination locks. You open the briefcase and find myriad documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164792

Alias:

Espeonage

Rolename:

Traitor

Role Class:

Corporate Saboteur

Role Description:

You've always been good at earning people's trust. This has enabled you to bring down many major corporations and even governments, by worming your way into their infrastructure, and betraying them when your employers deem it most opportune. You may find these skills useful here.

Side:

Mafia

Faction:

Mafia

Partner:

The Red Spy (Alias: Seraphim)

Side Description:

No matter where in the universes you go, there's always someone or some group that's trying to establish dominance over other realms. In this place, one such group is known as the Mafia. And they know how valuable your skills will be towards furthering their goals. That's why they've hired you to join their team.

Factional Win Condition:

Ensure that your faction comprises at least half of the total number of living players
hostile to your win condition, or that nothing can prevent such from occurring.

Active Abilities

Corporate Espionage:

A staple ability of any corporate saboteur is the ability to procure secret information and relay it to your employers.

During the night, you may investigate another player and find out their rolename and alignment. Investigations must be sent to the mod via PM. You cannot use this ability in conjunction with Ultimate Treachery.

Ultimate Treachery:

Typically one of the end results desired by your employers is the elimination of a certain individual(s). By this time, you usually know the target very well, and they never see it coming...

You may perform the Mafia factional nightkill. Your kill flavor is "remorselessly terminated" You cannot use this ability in conjunction with Corporate Espionage, nor may you use this if your partner is using his Assassinate ability.

Passive Abilities

Manipulator:

Due to your skill at getting close to people, you can often get them to do seemingly innocuous things that ultimately benefit yourself or your employers.

At any time during the game or pre-game, you may PM the mod with a list of all living players, excluding yourself and your partner, in order of preference. The mod will then select the first town player and the first third party player from this list (you will not be told who they are). Those two players will become shields for the mafia; should the person they're shielding be normally lynched or killed, they will suffer the lynch or kill instead. When you send in your list, you must also submit where you'd assign the two shields: both on yourself, both on your partner, or one each on yourself and your partner. Until you do this, the shields will not go into effect.

Conspiracy:

Strategy is always a good thing when you plan on taking over anything, from your sister's lunchbox to the entire universe.

You stay in Hotel Nihilo, along with your partner. You may use Conference Room 27A to converse with him during pre-game and during the night. Here is the key to the conference room.

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

Perhaps it would help to talk it over with someone...

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in your briefcase. You adjust the red tie you're wearing and give your black suit coat a tug, then take the briefcase and map and stride toward the door. You open it and step out into the hallway, ready to go to the conference room...

Please Confirm via PM.

______________________________________________________________________________

Spoiler: Seraphim

MAFIA

THE RED SPY

You wake up in a dark room, lying on what feels like a rock-hard bed mattress. Small strips of light encircle a rectangular shape nearby. Your head is throbbing, and you try to recall what happened before you lost consciousness, but all that comes to your mind is countless explosions, frenzied firefights, and a rather tender rendezvous with someones mother...

Suddenly, a light is turned on, revealing you to be lying on a bed inside of what appears to be an old-fashioned hotel room; the rectangular shape turns out to be closed blinds in front of a window. You hear footsteps, and you turn your head to see someone familiar ambling towards you, a brown leather briefcase in his right hand.

Charles...

"Good morning, Seraphim," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the briefcase out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this briefcase will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but stops. "Oh, and one more thing. Your partner is waiting for you in the conference room next door. It would be polite of you to not keep him waiting."

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the room into the hallway. Sighing, you sit up and cross your legs, Indian-style. Somehow you know the combination to the briefcase is "695", which you input into the combination lock. You open the briefcase and find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164786

Alias:

Seraphim

Rolename:

The Red Spy

Role Class:

Infiltrator

Role Description:

For many years you've done battle with members of BLU, and during your career you've honed your skills as sharp as they can possibly be. You know how to infiltrate enemy bases undetected, and even how to delete personnel files. You may find these skills useful here.

Side:

Mafia

Faction:

Mafia

Partner:

Traitor (Alias: Espeonage)

Side Description:

No matter where in the universes you go, there's always someone or some group that's trying to establish dominance over other realms. In this place, one such group is known as the Mafia. And they know how valuable your skills will be towards furthering their goals. That's why they've hired you to join their team.

Factional Win Condition:

Ensure that your faction comprises at least half of the total number of living players
hostile to your win condition, or that nothing can prevent such from occurring.

Active Abilities

Disguise Kit

A handy tool for use in infiltrating BLU bases, it should just as easily be applicable in this scenario.

If you know the rolename and side of another player, you may PM the mod with the rolename and side of the person you desire, and from that point on you will be disguised as that player. Most actions targeting you will either fail or report different results. Additionally, if you are lynched while disguised, your rolename and side will flip the same as your disguise. Your true rolename and side will not be revealed until the end of the following day. If you perform a kill while disguised, the disguise will be used up, and will require a full game-day to recharge, whereupon you may select another disguise or the same one as before.

Assassinate:

You have a couple of weapons at your disposal, both of which you wield with deadly efficiency: a Revolver for capping people from a distance, and the good ol' Knife, responsible for so many wonderful backstabs...

You may perform the Mafia factional nightkill. You may also choose whether you want to kill with the Revolver or the Knife (it does not affect kill performance, only kill flavor). If you kill with the Revolver, the kill flavor is "shot in the head"; if you use the Knife, the flavor is "stabbed in the back". You cannot use this ability in conjunction with Data Corruption, nor may you use this if your partner is using his Ultimate Treachery ability.

Identity Theft:

You wouldn't be a very good spy if you didn't know how to steal things. You likely aren't the only one with a briefcase, so it might not be a bad idea to commit a little theft. You probably shouldn't do it too many times, however...

During the night, you may steal one player's briefcase. That player's rolename and alignment will be hidden from other players, including lynch reveals. If you die, the information will no longer be hidden from other players.

Limit: Two-shot only.

Passive Abilities

Conspiracy:

Strategy is always a good thing when you plan on taking over anything, from your sister's lunchbox to the entire universe.

You stay in Hotel Nihilo, along with your partner. You may use Conference Room 27A to converse with him during pre-game and during the night. Here is the key to the conference room.

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

Perhaps it would help to talk it over with someone...

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in your briefcase. You adjust the red tie you're wearing and give your reddish-brown suit coat a tug, then take the briefcase and map and stride toward the door. You open it and step out into the pure-white hallway (

Hullo,

you think), ready to go to the conference room...

Please Confirm via PM.

______________________________________________________________________________

Spoiler: animorpherv1

THIRD PARTY

SERIAL KILLER

You wake up in the middle of a forest, unsure of where you are. The grass around you is overgrown, and the trees cast a darkening shadow all around you, nearly blocking out the sun. Your head is throbbing, and you try to recall what happened before you lost consciousness, but all that comes to mind is a small yellow bear, a tiger, a rabbit...a myriad of animals, actually. You also recall a plethora of terrified faces.

Terrified...of me?

Suddenly, you hear footsteps swishing through the grass, and you turn your head to see someone familiar ambling towards you, a small satchel in his right hand.

Charles...

"Good morning, animorpherv1," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the satchel out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this satchel will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but stops. "Oh, and one more thing. Your lover is waiting for you in the glen to the north. It would be polite of you to not keep him waiting."

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the room into the hallway. Sighing, you sit up and cross your legs, Indian-style. Somehow you know the combination to the padlock on the satchel is "32, 14, 20," which you input into the padlock. You open the satchel and find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164782

Alias:

animorpherv1

Rolename:

Serial Killer

Role Class:

Psychopathic Lover

Role Description:

You were once known as Christopher Robin, peaceful compatriot to the animals of the Hundred Acre Wood. As you grew older, however, your parents demanded you to do your homework, do your chores, go out and make

real

friends, and eventually you just snapped. First you took a knife to your tyrannical parents, and, finding the taste of blood agreeable to you, began a vicious killing spree, taking great pride in torturing your victims before they die. Despite this gruesome development, you still love your animal friends, especially Winnie the Pooh, and you can't bear the thought of living without him. Thus, you might as well eliminate everyone else, since you never know who will turn out to be a threat...

Side:

Third Party

Faction:

Self

Lover:

Winnie the Pooh (and friends) (Alias: manho)

Side Description:

Some people join the side of good. Some join the side of evil. Others just strike out and wish to do their own thing. Such a person is you.

Personal Win Condition:

Ensure that all other players, with the exception of manho, are dead.

Active Abilities

Gruesome Murder

You've never been the type for clean, quick kills. You prefer slow, torturous rituals, resulting in horrific pain for your victims. However, your friends have trouble stomaching your actions...

During the night, you may choose to kill another player. Your kill flavor will be related to some gruesome and horrific way to die. However, whenever you kill someone else, one of your friends from the Hundred Acre Wood will die (uses up one of Winnie's shields; see Winnie's PM).

Passive Abilities

The Bad Case of Love Syndrome:

Otherwise known as "I can't bear to live without you!"

If Winnie the Pooh (and friends) (manho) is killed, you will immediately commit suicide.

Rendezvous:

Secret lover's rendezvous have been common since man first made love to woman. Though your love is chaste, it is no less important.

During the night, you may secretly meet with your lover and discuss strategy and whatnot. Here are the coordinates for the Lover's Glen.

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

Perhaps it would help to talk it over with someone...

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the satchel. You stand up and brush pine needles off of your shirt before taking the satchel and heading for the Lover's Glen.

Please Confirm via PM.

______________________________________________________________________________

Spoiler: manho

THIRD PARTY

WINNIE THE POOH (AND FRIENDS)

You wake up in the middle of a softly-lit glen, surrounded by tall trees and tall grass. You feel stiff, and to your surprise, your body seems to have changed.

Yellow fur, red shirt...

Suddenly, you see a large striped animal lean into your field of vision.

Tigger...

the name comes to mind mysteriously...

"Heya, buddy boy!" Tigger exclaims. "You're finally awake!"

"Oh, give it a rest, will ya?" grumbles another voice nearby. You sit up and look in that direction.

Rabbit...

"B-b-b-but we don't know where we a-a-a-are," chatters another voice (

Piglet...

), poking his head out from behind the tree that Rabbit is leaning on.

"Oh, boy..." says a deep voice right next to you, on the left. Startled, you look down and see Eeyore lying on his back in the grass. "Woe is me. We're all probably going to die, now."

"Not me!" Tigger exclaims, bouncing high into the air. "Tiggers are indestruckible!"

"Ho!" Rabbit calls, pointing to your right. "Someone's coming!"

You look and see a familiar man striding nonchalantly through the knee-high grass, carrying a wicker box with a padlock on it.

Charles...

"He's v-v-v-very b-b-b-big," Piglet remarks nervously.

"Good morning, manho," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

"Wait, who the honey buckets is manho?" Rabbit inquires.

He ignores Rabbit and holds the box out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this satchel will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but stops. "Oh, and one more thing. Your lover will be en route to this glen shortly You should stay here and wait for him."

Lover?

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the room into the hallway. Sighing, you sit up and cross your legs, Indian-style. Somehow you know the combination to the padlock on the satchel is "32, 14, 20," which you input into the padlock. You open the satchel and find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Tigger sticks his head in your field of view. "I wanna see, I wanna see!"

"Quiet, Tigger!" Tigger's head abruptly vanishes from view. "You can't read anyhow!"

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164788

Alias:

manho

Rolename:

Winnie the Pooh (and friends)

Role Class:

Sacrificial Lover

Role Description:

You are the most iconic member of the Hundred Acre Wood. You've never truly known violence, but you know how to make a friend. Your best friend is Christopher Robin, and although his decision to be a serial killer seems horrific to you, you still love him to the very end, to the point where you and your fellow friends from the Hundred Acre Wood are will to die for him. For you can't bear to live without Christopher Robin...

Side:

Third Party

Faction:

Self

Lover:

Serial Killer (Alias: animorpherv1)

Side Description:

Some people join the side of good. Some join the side of evil. Others just strike out and wish to do their own thing. Such a person is you.

Personal Win Condition:

Ensure that animorpherv1 achieves his win condition, and that both of you are still alive.

Active Abilities

Sacrificial Love

You have a pact with the rest of your animal friends: keep Christopher Robin alive by any means necessary, even if it means sacrificing your own life...

During the night and during the pre-game, you may assign two nightkill shields and two lynch shields wherever you wish. These shields are in the form of Rabbit, Tigger, Piglet, and Eeyore. If someone with a lynch shield is lynched, or a nightkill shield nightkilled, the shield will be destroyed to save that person's life. Once destroyed, a shield cannot be regained.

Passive Abilities

The Bad Case of Love Syndrome:

Otherwise known as "I can't bear to live without you!"

If the Serial Killer (animorpherv1) is killed, you will immediately commit suicide.

Terrible Thoughts:

Despite loving Christopher Robin, the things he does are horrendous to you and your friends. Not everyone can take it for long...

Whenever the Serial Killer (animorpherv1) performs a kill, one of your shields will be destroyed. This will be publicized as a member of the Hundred Acre Wood committing suicide. Lynch shields will be destroyed first, followed by nightkill shields. If you have no shields left and the Serial Killer performs a kill, you will be the one to commit suicide (followed immediately by the Serial Killer's suicide).

Rendezvous:

Secret lover's rendezvous have been common since man first made love to woman. Though your love is chaste, it is no less important.

During the night, you may secretly meet with your lover and discuss strategy and whatnot. Here are the coordinates for the Lover's Glen.

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

I need to see Christopher Robin...

"What's going on?" Tigger asks excitedly.

You let your arms fall to your side. "Our greatest trial is about to begin..."

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Spoiler: Nobody Special/Zazier

THIRD PARTY

CAFFEINATED KILLER (WITH WHIPPED CREAM)

You wake up in a ratty old brown recliner in the middle of a sparsely-decorated room. Beside the chair lie spent aerosol cans of whipped cream, as well as empty cans of coffee grounds and Mountain Dew.

Where in the world am I?

You try to recall what happened before you lost consciousness, but all that comes to mind is spending hours in a bare kitchen, working on some noxious concoction.

Suddenly, you hear footsteps stepping on the hardwood floor nearby, and you turn your head to see someone familiar ambling towards you through an open doorway, a small, padlocked, aluminum toolbox in his right hand.

Charles...

"I'd say good morning, but you're Nobody Special," Charles says to you, chuckling. "Bad puns aside, by now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the toolbox out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this toolbox will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave. You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the room into the hallway. Sighing, you sit up and cross your legs, Indian-style. Somehow you know the combination to the padlock on the toolbox is "5, 29, 7," which you input into the padlock. You open the toolbox and find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164781

Alias:

Nobody Special

Rolename:

Caffeinated Killer (with Whipped Cream)

Role Class:

Paranoid Fellow

Role Description:

You were in the Army once. You had the bad fortune to have been ambushed a lot in your career, and now you're prepared to kill anything that gets near you at night. Alas, but you lost your pistol, and your mom took your kitchen knives away to save you from going to jail. She forgot the whipped cream, however, and as long as you have caffeine, why bother with sleep?

Side:

Third Party

Faction:

Self

Side Description:

Some people join the side of good. Some join the side of evil. Others just strike out and wish to do their own thing. Such a person is you.

Personal Win Condition:

Ensure that you are still alive when another faction achieves their win condition.

Active Abilities

Stock Up

You can't exactly stop someone if you don't have anything to stop them with, now can you?

During the night, you may choose to either prepare three regular cans of whipped cream, or you may produce one can of poisoned whipped cream (roleblocks and kills the person who targets you). If you choose to Stock Up, you will not be able to perform Heavy Whippin' that night.

Passive Abilities

Heavy Whippin'

It's surprising how difficult it is to do something when you're getting massive amounts of whipped cream sprayed in your face...

During the night, you will automatically douse anyone who targets you with whipped cream, causing their action to fail. However, you only have three cans of whipped cream, and you use one can every time you are targeted; once you run out, you must make more. If you choose to Stock Up, you will not be able to perform Heavy Whippin' that night.

Restrictions

Gotta Have My Caffeine

You know you're addicted to caffeine, but it's useful, so why should you care? It's nigh impossible to live without it, though...

You must make at least one reference to drinking a caffeinated beverage in all of your posts. Repeated violations of this restriction may result in modkill or loss of actions (to be determined at the mod's discretion).

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

I need to prepare...

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the toolbox. You stand up from the chair and soon find the kitchen. Thankfully, there's a full bottle of Mello Yello in the fridge, and you consume contentedly...

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Spoiler: CSL

THIRD PARTY

JESTER

You wake up in a pitch-black room, unable to see anything at all. You try to recall what happened before you fell unconcious, but all that comes to your mind is endless lynchings, universal hatred from everyone you meet...an imposed directive to get lynched by any means necessary...

Suddenly, you hear a loud creak, and the lights mysteriously turned on, revealing you to be lying on the metal floor of an empty, metal-built room. Footsteps you could hear on the nearby stairway, and you turn your head to see someone familiar ambling towards you through an open doorway, a small, aluminum briefcase in his right hand.

Charles...

"Good morning, CSL," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the briefcase out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this briefcase will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but pauses. "By the way," he adds, a smile in his voice, "I look forward to seeing how you exact your vengeance."

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the room into the hallway. Sighing, you sit up and cross your legs, Indian-style. Somehow you know the combination to the briefcase is "666," which you input into the dual combination locks. You open the briefcase and find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164783

Alias:

CSL

Rolename:

Jester

Role Class:

Master of Humiliation

Role Description:

Everyone hates you. In fact, they wish you would go away and cease to exist. To prevent other people from taking your life, you've gone into hiding in an old military bunker, where you've changed your appearance, learned a new set of skills, and most importantly, trained yourself to ignore the suicidal thoughts planted in your head. The time has come for you to go out and exact retribution from the rest of the universe. Killing is too boring, though. There's other ways to make someone feel like they died...

Side:

Third Party

Faction:

Self

Side Description:

Some people join the side of good. Some join the side of evil. Others just strike out and wish to do their own thing. Such a person is you.

Personal Win Condition:

Successfully use four of your five Humiliation subabilities.

Active Abilities

Humiliation

Jesters were once known for their foolhardy entertainment. It's time you brought that aspect back to the name, and crank up the insanity dial to infinity!

During the day, you may select one of the five following subabilities to use. Each subability is one-shot only.

Frustration in the Communications:

You may select a player. That player must substitute the word "the" in all subsequent posts with a word of your choosing. (The mod reserves the right to make you select a different word, should it be deemed necessary.)

Virus Alert:

You may select a player. All actions that player sends during that day and night will fail, and they will receive one of three custom PMs (that you will submit to the mod at the same time you submit this subability) instead of their normal Results PM. The player is not informed that the action failed.

Pulpy Fiction:

: You may select a player. That player will receive a free daykill that can be used at anytime during the day, but it must be submitted publicly. However, the player is not told that the gun only shoots water, and thus doesn't actually kill anyone.

Public Embarrassment:

You may select up to two players. Give the mod a reason (or reasons, if more than one player) for him to issue them a mod warning, and the mod will give those warnings to their respective players. (The mod reserves the right to make you alter your warnings, should he deem it necessary.)

In Your Face!:

You may select a player. That player will be told that "someone" needs their help, and will be given a choice. If the player accepts, he will be asked to specify a target. Once specified, the mod will write a humorous scene wherein the player throws a cake in the target's face. If the player refuses, you will still have made progress toward your win condition, but you may opt to try the subability on another player. All tries after the first one do not count towards your win condition.

Passive Abilities

-none-

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible? Then you grin wickedly.

It's time to make some noise...

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the briefcase and stand up. As you leave the bunker, you hope you can find a clothing store nearby so you won't be recognized by your colorful rags...

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Spoiler: MagnaofIllusion

THIRD PARTY

RANDALL "PINK" FLOYD

You wake up lying on the fifty-yard line of an empty football fielt, wearing a numberless football jersey. You try to recall what happened before you fell unconcious, but all that comes to mind are high-school parties, an Aerosmith concert, and plans to do some weed on the football field.

I didn't get stoned, did I?

Suddenly, you hear footsteps approach you from your left, and you turn your head to see someone familiar ambling towards you across the field, holding a small, black, plastic briefcase in his right hand.

Charles...

"Good morning, MagnaofIllusion," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the briefcase out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this briefcase will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but pauses. "I'm interested to see what choice you'll make," he adds.

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding away from you purposefully. Sighing, you sit up and cross your legs, Indian-style. Somehow you know the combination to the briefcase is "524," which you input into the dual combination locks. You open the briefcase and find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164784

Alias:

MagnaofIllusion

Rolename:

Randall "Pink" Floyd

Role Class:

Free Spirit

Role Description:

People try to force you to do things all the time. You're of the opinion that it should be your decision, and none others', whether you do something or not. This philosophy has served you well in live, and it may serve you well yet again.

Side:

Third Party

Faction:

Self

Side Description:

Some people join the side of good. Some join the side of evil. Others just strike out and wish to do their own thing. Such a person is you.

Current Personal Win Condition:

Ensure you are still alive when another faction acheives their win condition.

Active Abilities

Free Will

You won't let anyone define who you are, or what you believe. You don't have to stay solo forever...

At any time while you are still alive, you may choose to join the Mafia faction or the Town faction and gain their win condition (losing your old one in the process). Once you choose, however, you will permanently be a part of that faction.

Passive Abilities

-none-

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

My future is in my hands...

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the briefcase and stand up. You walk off of the football field, determined to see who else was around...

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Spoiler: Toon Fighter

THIRD PARTY

SMOKE MONSTER

You wake up floating high in the canopy of a forest, where no human eye can see you. The fact that your body is now an ethereal congregation of smoke particles is alarming, but you seem to be able to control your new, strange body. Soon you figure out how to shape it into human form.

"You learn quick, Toon Fighter." You look and see a familiar man sitting on a thin branch, a small box in his lap.

Charles...

"By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on," he added.

He indicates the box. "There are very small holes in this box; only you can slip through them to read what's inside," he tells you. "The information in this box will tell you what you need to know. I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He puts the box on the branch, and miraculously it doesn't fall off. Then he gets off the branch and walks away on air.

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already a fair distance away. Sighing, you approach the box and quickly enter via the small holes. You can still see in the dark space, and you find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164780

Alias:

Toon Fighter

Rolename:

Smoke Monster

Role Class:

Supernatural Lover

Role Description:

You have been regarded by many humans as a malevolent supernatural force. As such, they've tried to get rid of you over the millennia, but always you manage to escape, using your presence to keep people in the dark. Most unexpectly, however, you've developed a strong crush on one of your hunters: Dr. Peter Venkman. You yearn to communicate with him, but fear what you will find...

Side:

Third Party

Faction:

Self

Side Description:

Some people join the side of good. Some join the side of evil. Others just strike out and wish to do their own thing. Such a person is you.

Personal Win Condition:

Ensure that Dr. Peter Venkman (Twomz) is still alive when another faction
achieves their win condition. This applies even if you are dead.

Active Abilities

Prison of Darkness

You have frightened and confounded many a human with your ability to surround them in utter blackness...

During the night, you may choose a person to jailkeep. That person will be protected from death, but will be unable to perform any abilities of their own. Additionally, you will be able to daytalk with them for the next day.

Passive Abilities

The Bad Case of Love Syndrome:

Otherwise known as "I can't bear to live without you!"

If Dr. Peter Venkman (Twomz) is killed, you will immediately commit suicide.

END FILE

You feel stunned after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

I must find him!

With this in mind, you come out of the box and float through the forest, searching for any sign of Peter...

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Spoiler: Mafuyu

THIRD PARTY

Pippilotta Delicatessa Windowshade Mackrelmint Ephraim's Daughter Longstocking

You wake up in a small, child's bedroom. It looks familiar to you...and yet it doesn't. You try to recall what happened before you fell unconscious, but all that comes to mind is seafaring, playing with a young boy and girl, and

annoying

prigs of adults.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opens. You turn your head and see a familiar man ambling your way, a locked wooden chest in his hands.

Charles...

"Good morning, Mafuyu," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the chest out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this briefcase will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave. You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding away from you purposefully. Sighing, you sit up and cross your legs, Indian-style. Somehow you find a key in your pocket, and even more amazingly, it works with the lock. You open the chest and find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164787

Alias:

Mafuyu

Rolename:

Pippilotta Delicatessa Windowshade Mackrelmint Ephraim's Daughter Longstocking

Role Class:

Strong Child

Role Description:

You have the pure spirit of a child. Adults tend to ignore the children, but you refuse to be ignored. Your voice will be heard!

Side:

Third Party

Faction:

Self

Side Description:

Some people join the side of good. Some join the side of evil. Others just strike out and wish to do their own thing. Such a person is you.

Personal Win Condition:

Ensure you are still alive when another faction acheives their win condition.

Active Abilities

Listen Up!

Children, if they shout loud enough, usually get their way.

You have a second vote attached to your first vote. This is not reflected in the vote count.

Passive Abilities

-none-

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

Let's go find some people!

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the chest and lock it. Standing up, you skip playfully out of the bedroom...

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Spoiler: AlmasterGM

THIRD PARTY/CULT

GOD

You wake up sitting on the heavenly throne, high in the skies. You search around for the angels, but there are none to be found. You then try to summon a few angels into existence, but fail miserably.

"There is no God here, AlmasterGM," a familiar voice says to you, chuckling. You look and see a man standing beside the throne.

Charles...

"Well, at least there wasn't until you came here," he added. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on, despite being God."

He holds a Heavenly Missive out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this Heavenly Missive will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but pauses. "By the way, I'm the god of this place, not you," he adds, "so don't assume you can do the things you normally can do."

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the room into the hallway. Sighing, you sit up and look at the Heavenly Missive, written in text that only you can read. You find the information startling...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164785

Alias:

AlmasterGM

Rolename:

God

Role Class:

Deified Cult Leader

Role Description:

One day, you decided to create an entire universe. This was widely decried by its population, and has since been regarded as a bad move. Unfortunately, in this new place you don't have your regular arsenal of powers, like Xtra-Zippy Lightning Bolts, or Writhing Worms of Doom. You do know how to build a following, however.

Side:

Third Party

Faction:

Cult

Side Description:

Some people join the side of good. Some join the side of evil. Others just strike out and wish to do their own thing. You just want to convince people to come do your thing.

Cult Win Condition:

Ensure that the cult comprises at least 50% of all living players, and
that no other faction is comprised of at least 50% of all living players.

Active Abilities

Invitation

It got billions of people to join your side before. Why stop using it now?

During the night, you may select one player to try and recruit into the cult. That player can choose whether or not he joins the cult, and he will be informed that he will lose all of his abilities and restrictions if he joins.

Passive Abilities

It's Good to Be God:

Ain't that right?

You are immune to all nightkills.

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

They will know that I am the Lord...

With this in mind, you put the missive aside and descend from Heaven to the planet below...after a quick change of clothes, of course...

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Spoiler: Andrius

TOWN

STEPHEN GEVANNI

You wake up in a swiftly-moving bullet train. Looking around, the train car is devoid of all passengers except for one. The two of you make eye contact, and you recognize him.

Charles...

"Good morning, Andrius," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He stands up, holding a black leather briefcase and a black notebook in his hand. He hands these to you, and you take them tentatively. "The information in this briefcase will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but stops. "Oh, and I'm eager to see what you do with the notebook."

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the car and into the next one. Sighing, you take the notebook and turn it over to see the cover. Written in angular Japanese characters are two words: "Death Note." You feel a chilling shiver traverse your spine. Is this what it looks like it is?

You turn your attention to the briefcase. Somehow you know the combination to the dual combination lock on the briefcase is "999," which you input into the locks. You open the briefcase and find documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164779

Alias:

Andrius

Rolename:

Stephen Gevanni

Role Class:

Death Note User

Role Description:

You worked with Near to capture Kira, eventually bringing the mass murderer to justice. However, you couldn't help but feel that criminality was far too common in the world, and as the world plunged further into a state of chaos, you began to wonder whether Kira had been right, after all. It seems you have a chance to make amends for destroying the God of the New World...

Side:

Town

Faction:

Town

Side Description:

Someone has to stand up to tyranny and injustice when they arise. These people aren't appointed by someone. They just...appear.

Factional Win Condition:

Ensure that all anti-town forces are eliminated.

Active Abilities

How to Use: I:

The human whose name is written in this note shall die...

During the night, you may choose to kill another player. You may also submit the flavor of the kill, and any narrative description you deem fitting (up to 500 words).
Example:

Suddenly, a massive chainsaw fell from the sky and sliced Victim up!

Victim,

Vanilla Townie

,

Town

, was cloven in two by a falling chainsaw on Night -0.

Passive Abilities

Misunderstanding:

No one understood what Kira tried to accomplish, and it's not likely they'll understand what you're trying to do either.

You will investigate as Mafia to all sane investigations.

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

I have a chance to make amends. To make the world a righteous place...

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the briefcase. You stand up and look out the window. The train is coming to a station...

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Spoiler: UncertainKitten

TOWN

KAMINA THE HOT-BLOODED TOWNIE

You wake up in a dimly-lit tunnel. The dry smell of rock fills your nostrils. You try to recall what happened before you fell unconcious, but all you can remember is war...Yoko...Simon...

You hear footsteps approach you. Sitting up, you espy a familiar man approaching you, holding a solid metal briefcase in his right hand.

Charles...

"Good morning, UncertainKitten," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the briefcase out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this briefcase will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave. You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding away into the darkness. Sighing, you take the briefcase and eye the electronic lock. Somehow, you know the combination to the lock is "51302," and you enter the code on the keypad. The briefcase opens up to reveal documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164789

Alias:

UncertainKitten

Rolename:

Kamina the Hot-Blooded Townie

Role Class:

Passionate Rebel Leader

Role Description:

You instigated a rebellion against the Beastmen that could not be stopped. Even though you died along the way, your legacy lives on in your followers. In this place, you could prove to be a valuable asset for the side of good...

Side:

Town

Faction:

Town

Side Description:

Someone has to stand up to tyranny and injustice when they arise. These people aren't appointed by someone. They just...appear.

Factional Win Condition:

Ensure that all anti-town forces are eliminated.

Active Abilities

Great Persuasion:

You have an extraordinary amount of influence. You may be able to persuade someone to see your point of view...

During the day, you may choose to redirect the vote of one player. That player's vote will stay on your target for the rest of the day.

Passive Abilities

-none-

Restrictions

Blazing Passion:

People never accused you for lacking passion!

You must speak passionately in all of your posts. Repeated violations of this restriction may result in modkill or temporary loss of powers, to be decided at the mod's discretion. (You may ask the mod if something is considered passionate or not.)

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

Does it matter? I must gather the forces of good together!

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the briefcase. Standing up, you begin walking forward, somehow knowing that's where the exit of the tunnel is...

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Spoiler: Twomz

TOWN

DR. PETER VENKMAN

You wake up in a dark, musty room, head face-down on a wooden workbench. Something feels...haunting about this place. You try to recall what happened before you lost conciousness, but all you can remember is a giant marshmallow man quashing an entire city...

You hear footsteps approach you, and the lights mysteriously turn on, revealing an abandoned firehouse not dissimilar to the one you used to use for ghost hunting. Sitting up, you espy a familiar man approaching you, holding a padlocked, brown leather case in his right hand.

Charles...

"Good morning, Twomz," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the case out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this case will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave. You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding away into the darkness. Sighing, you take the case and eye the padlock. Somehow, you know the combination to the lock is "12, 13, 1," which you input into the padlock. The case opens up to reveal documents inside, containing startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164791

Alias:

Twomz

Rolename:

Dr. Peter Venkman

Role Class:

Supernatural Scientist

Role Description:

You aimed to deal with supernatural entities haunting the world, and your career has had its share of successes and failures. You've been developing your skills as a scientist, however, and those skills should certainly come in handy...

Side:

Town

Faction:

Town

Side Description:

Someone has to stand up to tyranny and injustice when they arise. These people aren't appointed by someone. They just...appear.

Factional Win Condition:

Ensure that all anti-town forces are eliminated.

Active Abilities

Tag:

You've procured some radioactive isotopes, and plan to use these to fashion tracking tags.

During the night, you may select a player to track. If successful, you will learn who that player visited during the night and the next day.

Speaker with the Dead:

You've kept your paranormal skills sharp, and this would be a good time to use them.

During the night, you may select one dead player to form a one-night masonry with.

Passive Abilities

-none-

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

Why am I questioning this? I've seen stranger things.

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the case. Standing up, you make your way for the exit door of the firehouse, prepared for whatever madness was to come...

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Spoiler: caelum

TOWN

THE AWESOME MAN

You wake up in your run-down apartment, lying on the floor amidst a plethora of empty beer bottles and pizza boxes. You try to recall what happened before you fell unconscious, but all that comes to mind is a massive, cheering crowd...followed by bad press and

the

incident. You feel pity for yourself.

Suddenly, the apartment door opens, and you hear footsteps approach you. You look to your right and see a familiar man approaching you, holding a holocube in his right hand.

Charles...

"Good morning, caelum," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds the holocube out to you, and you take it tentatively. It lights up in your hand. "The information in this holocube will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave, but pauses. "Maybe this will be the spark you need to get back in the limelight," he adds.

You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding out of the apartment, closing the door behind him. Sighing, you look at the holocube and see startling information beginning to display...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164778

Alias:

caelum

Rolename:

The Awesome Man

Role Class:

Washed-Up Superhero

Role Description:

You once captivated the people of Genericity. You performed awesome feats and made awesome days and had awesome escort service...then people became infatuated with those prissy "selfless" superheroes, and suddenly you just weren't cool anymore. It didn't help that you got caught with the governor's wife when her dress was half-down. Now, however, you yearn to get back in the game, to earn the adulation of fans all over. And that means joining the good guys to take out whatever new evils await...

Side:

Town

Faction:

Town

Side Description:

Someone has to stand up to tyranny and injustice when they arise. These people aren't appointed by someone. They just...appear.

Factional Win Condition:

Ensure that all anti-town forces are eliminated.

Active Abilities

Investigate:

You have an exceptional talent for sneaking into other people's houses and finding out their dirty secrets. It's even easier if the mistress of the house catches you...

During the night, you may select one player to perform an alignment investigation on. If successful, you will learn that player's alignment. You cannot use this in conjunction with Peeping Tom.

Peeping Tom

Not only is this useful for seeing who visits someone, it's great for an impromptu burlesque show!

During the night, you may select one player to watch. If successful, you will learn who visited that player, but not what actions were performed. You cannot use this in conjunction with Investigate.

Passive Abilities

-none-

Restrictions

I'm the Awesome Man!...:

If your revival is going to be a success, you've gotta spread your catchphrase!

You must say you're awesome in some way in every post. Repeated violations of this restriction may result in modkill or temporary loss of abilities, to be determined at the mod's discretion.

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible?

Whatever. It's time for the Awesome Man to save the day!

With this in mind, you put all the papers back in the briefcase. Standing up, you run toward the open window before stopping and reminding yourself that flying isn't one of your powers. You then proceed to make a more conventional exit...

Please Confirm via PM.

______________________________________________________________________________

Spoiler: Super Smash Bros. Fan

TOWN

MEGA MAN

You wake up in a pure white room, lit by invisible lights. Immediately you stand to your feet, reflexively looking for someone to shoot. You try to recall what happened before you lost consciousness, even as strange reflexes begin to take over.

You hear footsteps approach from behind you, and you whirl around and fire your Mega Blaster. The shot goes through his body, as if it wasn't there. Shocked, you take a closer look at the person you tried to kill, and you suddenly recognize him.

Charles...

"Good morning, Super Smash Bros. Fan," Charles says to you. "By now you're probably confused and uncertain of what's going on."

He holds a datachip case out to you, and you take it tentatively. "The information in this datachip will tell you what you need to know," says Charles. "I can't stay long, as I'm needed elsewhere. But if you have questions, just say, 'Charles, I need help.' Explain your question, and I will answer as best I can."

He turns to leave. You open your mouth to speak, but Charles is already striding away into the darkness. Sighing, you take the datachip case and eye the electronic lock. Somehow, you know the combination to the lock is "77310," which you input into the keypad. The case opens up to reveal a small datachip inside. You plug this into your input slot, and find that the chip contains startling information...

BEGIN FILE

Subject ID:

10164790

Alias:

Super Smash Bros. Fan

Rolename:

Mega Man

Role Class:

Robotic Defender

Role Description:

You've defeated Dr. Wily and his minions many times over, and always maintaining a strong sense of justice. You have no wish to go out and kill, but you feel fine with protecting the people you see as innocent from dying...

Side:

Town

Faction:

Town

Side Description:

Someone has to stand up to tyranny and injustice when they arise. These people aren't appointed by someone. They just...appear.

Factional Win Condition:

Ensure that all anti-town forces are eliminated.

Active Abilities

Protect:

You don't have to kill to eliminate a killer. You just need to scare him off.

During the night, you may select a player to protect. If successful, that player will be protected from nightkills during that night..

Passive Abilities

-none-

END FILE

You sit in a daze after reading the data. It's what you'd always wanted to be, but...how was any of this possible? Then your logic circuits begin to kick in.

It does not matter why. I must defend the innocent!

With this in mind, you put the datachip back in its case, and place the case in a hidden safe in the white room. Then you make your exit, prepared to do your duty...

Please Confirm via PM.

Here is the White Room (dead people's quicktopic). If anyone else wishes to reveal any quicktopics they had over the course of the game, they may do so. Additonally, this is the thread where we planned out the game, as well as where night actions/day actions were recorded.

Also, I don't have time to do this now, but I'm planning on nomming AGM for funniest player for his night action PMs. I have school early tomorrow morning, so I don't have time to do it now. (AGM, if you want to go ahead and post your PMs before I do, that's fine by me.)

Some thoughts I had on the game:

- Putting lovers in this game was a huge mistake on my part. The Ani-manho mechanic was meant to limit the number of kills happening at night, but it also made the game very frustrating for the two of them by making their kills also their shields. It was one of those things that looked cool on paper, but didn't actually play well.

- For a long time I thought the mafia had this game. Then Andrius shot them in the foot by switching from CSL to Mafuyu on N5 at the last minute, and AGM's brilliant gambit sealed the deal. I couldn't believe how quickly downhill it went for the mafia, after they'd been in control of the game for so long.

- AGM was amazing in this game. All he had, essentially, was a nerfed cult, and he managed to bluff his way out of a bad situation and into a win, even after I was sure town had the victory. Plus, his night action PMs were funny as hell (once he/I post them, you'll see what I mean).

- Esp, Seraphim died because Andrius took away your shield on N3, and then you guys nightkilled the other shield, UK, on N5. I guess I didn't imply strongly enough that killing your shields wasn't a good idea.

- I'm amazed that CSL managed to win the game despite not sending actions on D1 or D2. That said, he did have the easiest role to win as in the game, and it was also one of the funnier roles I made.

May have more comments later.

[SaintKerrigan]

Also, I don't know what's going on with the formatting in the last post.

[SaintKerrigan]

An interesting fact to note: Unlike my previous two games, I did not plan any of the flavor beforehand. I knew it wasn't going to be a serious plot because I didn't feel like trying to make one with all these random characters, so I just made up stuff as I went along. It wasn't until D3 that I started to form a cohesive idea with regards to plot. That said, I intentionally went wacko with the flavor, from the subject matter to the grammatical structure itself (it's so much fun to mix all the different tenses together in awkward-sounding ways). I'm glad you guys enjoyed it.

[SaintKerrigan]

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