Baby Jesus -- d8P
(was SSB!)
You are the Baby Jesus. You're what this whole great rigmarole is all about. Later, you'll grow up to preach love, tolerance, and a better way of life. Following that, they'll nail you to a tree for it. Much, much later, millions of people will be persecuted in your name. Doesn't that make you want to cry? Well, here's your chance to get even. When you are targeted for some night actions, the perpetrators will look upon your tender and mild face (radiant beams optional) and be overcome with the desire to spend some time feeding the hungry and helping old ladies cross the street. Therefore, their action will fail.
You win with the Town.
Note: Only blocks the first action which targets him per night. No choice as to which action it is. He does not know this.
Mary -- This is not me
You are the arguably virgin Mary. You've been spending your time wandering from house to house, heavy with child, looking for… well, preferably an inn, but you'll take whatever you can find. You may investigate one player each night to learn their alignment. Should you discover the Baby Jesus, you will learn His role as well as His alignment.
You win with the Town.
Note: Naïve Cop; she thinks everybody is innocent. She will, however, find the baby Jesus correctly.
Joseph – Tyfo
You are Joseph, husband-to-be of Mary, and surrogate father of the Baby Jesus. As you might imagine, your "virgin" fiancée giving birth to a healthy baby boy has made you more than a little suspicious. You may investigate one player each night and learn their alignment.
You win with the Town.
Caspar -- mikeburnfire (was diggy (was dybeck))
You are Caspar, one of the Three Magi who have trekked a very, very long way, following yonder star, and whatnot. You are cranky, tired, and smell a bit of frankincense. Sadly, your Magihood extends you no special abilities. You are, however, aware of the identities of your fellow-travellers: You may consider yourself a Mason, with ______ & _______.
You win with the Town.
Melchior -- TonyMontana
You are Melchior, one of the Three Magi who have trekked a very, very long way, following yonder star, and whatnot. You are cranky and tired, and this idea about carrying a box of gold all the way to Bethlehem has long since gotten old. Sadly, your Magihood extends you no special abilities. You are, however, aware of the identities of your fellow-travellers: You may consider yourself a Mason, with ______ & _______.
You win with the Town.
Balthasar -- BabyJesus
You are Balthasar, one of the Three Magi who have trekked a very, very long way, following yonder star, and whatnot. You are cranky, tired, and smell a bit of myrrh. Sadly, your Magihood extends you no special abilities. You are, however, aware of the identities of your fellow-travellers: You may consider yourself a Mason, with ______ & _______.
You win with the Town.
Gabriel -- VisMaior
You are the Archangel Gabriel. You swoop about the heavenly spheres, making important pronouncements, delivering news of the weird, and seeing into the hearts of man, knowing their sins (which are many) and their virtues (which are few). Each night, you may investigate one player to learn their alignment. When you have determined whether or not your target is on the Heavenly Rolls, you may make an announcement of your results. If you choose to announce your findings, the Voice of Mod will proclaim them at daybreak, accompanied by trumpets. You do not have to reveal your role in order to make an announcement, but you do have to be alive at daybreak.
You win with the Town.
Note: Humans are wicked (Mary, Joseph, Magi, Sheperds, Innkeeper, and MMO'H), non-humans (Baby Jesus, angels, donkey, sheep, Holiday Mafia, and Mithras) are virtuous.
Donkey -- Thoth
You are but a humble Donkey, beloved of the infant Christ. Faithfully, you carried His mother into Bethlehem, and one day you will bear Him triumphantly into Jerusalem. You would do anything to protect Him. Therefore, you may target and kill one (hopefully scummy and Christ-hating) player each night (but hey, if you happen to miss and off a good Christian townie or two, who'll notice? They're all Two-Legged Oppressors anyway.)
You win with the Town.
Note: "Hoofprints to the forehead" if he kills. may be limited to 4 kills, determined if he asks (will consult with Orbiting).
Sheep (2) -- Fiasco (was NanookTheWolf), Puzzle
Baa! You are a Sheep. You have wandered into Bethlehem with your good friends, the Shepherds, to bear witness to the miracle of birth. Now, regarding your role, there is good news and bad news. The bad news is that as a Sheep, you have no special abilities. The good news is that this game is set in Bethlehem, not Scotland.
You win with the Town.
Shepherd (2) -- Fritzler, Squonk
You are a Shepherd. One night, as you were minding your own business in the fields, quite possibly with a bottle of moonshine, angels of the Lord (whom you probably found to be unnecessarily loud and bright, especially if you were near the bottom of the bottle) came unto you and said: Go Forth To Bethlehem And See Him Who Is Your King, and some other words that were capitalized even though there wasn't any need for it, strictly speaking. So you did go forth, albeit in lower case, and now, here you are. You have no special abilities, but hey, it's a couple of nights in from the wet, isn't it?
You win with the Town.
Innkeeper –- !Chucklez!
You are the Inn-keeper. We'll call you Bob, for short. Bob, you run a very successful little enterprise here in the heart of downtown Bethlehem, renting rooms by the hour or by the night to visiting tourists. Each night, you may choose one player to take a room at the Inn (send your choice to me, not them). This will protect them from being killed by night (the streets of Bethlehem, very dangerous, you know), but will also prevent them from taking any night action they may be entitled to.
You win with the Town.
Cherubim –- PookyTheMagicalBear
You are a choir of Cherubim. You're one of two ranks of angels dispatched to the scene of the Nativity by Mod Above. As the cherubim, you mainly flit about despising the Baroque period for reducing you from the sword-wielding badasses you once were to the fat, ruddy-cheeked child-angels you are today. You begin the game with no special powers, but if your superiors, the Seraphim, are unable to fulfill their duties to Mod, then you will receive new instructions.
You win with the Town.
Following the removal of the Seraphim:
All right, Cherubim, this is the voice of Mod. You're all alone down there without the Seraphim, and that means trouble! You will now assume the role of the Doctor. Once per night, you may target a player to protect from a night kill.
Seraphim –- Astronaut
You are a choir of Seraphim. You're one of two ranks of angels dispatched to the scene of the Nativity by Mod Above. As the Seraphim, you are a powerful protector, or as Quentin Tarantino might say, "A bad mother ****er for the Lord!". Each night, you may target one player and protect that player from a night kill.
You win with the Town.
Santa Claus –- Werebear
(was Coron)
You are the big man in the red suit himself, Santa Claus. This is your holiday this upstart brat is trying to horn in on, and there's no reason why you’ve got to stand for that sort of treatment. You're a corporate giant! People should respect that! So here's the deal. Each night, choose one of your holiday goons, or yourself, to target one player, and, well, hang them by the chimney with care, if you catch my meaning. You are the godfather of the Holiday Mafia, supported by your scummy, scummy crew, _________ (La Befana), and _______ (Mr. Tannenbaum).
You win by eliminating the Town before this Baby Jesus thing catches on.
Note: "Nails them to the mantleplace" if he is the killer.
La Befana –- VisMaior II
(was darquiel)
You're La Befana, an Italian witch who flies around on a broomstick at the holiday season, leaving presents for good little children, and coal for bad little children. You're a figure of legend, and you deserve respect. You just know this Baby Jesus fellow is going to be bad for the witching business someday, so you figure it's better to take him out now, while he's small and helpless. You are a member of the Holiday Mafia. Your partners are _____________(Santa Claus, godfather), and _________ (Mr. Tannenbaum). Each night, your group may target one player, and wrap them in a box with no airholes, if you get my drift.
You win by eliminating the Town before this Baby Jesus thing catches on.
Note: "Drops them from a great height" if she is the killer.
Mr. Tannenbaum –- rajrhcpfreak
You are Mr. Tannenbaum, an obscure Germanic figure who once represented the steadfastness, beauty and power inherent in the evergreen tree. Once you were the cornerstone of the holiday season, but those days are far behind you now. Too many competitors have pushed you out of the limelight, and this Baby Jesus fellow is threatening to be the final axe-blow to bring your popularity careening to earth. Better get rid of him now, while you still can. Each night, your group may target one player, and clear him from the forest, if you know what I mean. You are a member of the Holiday Mafia. Your partners are ____________ (Santa Claus, godfather), and __________ (La Befana).
You win by eliminating the Town before this Baby Jesus thing catches on.
Note: "Chops them down" if he is the killer.
Mithras –- Iammars
Let me break it down for you. You were born in an unlikely place, from a virgin mother, on or about December 25, and you're widely considered to be a representation of the Light of the World, Savior of Mankind, and the Intercessor between God and Man. Guess you know who you are, don't you? That’s right, you're Mithras, a middle-eastern deity of holy warfare worshipped by soldiers and the better sort of politician from the 1st century B.C. to the 5th century A.D. In fact, you bear a striking resemblance to this Baby Jesus fellow in a number of ways, which may come in handy. You think he's sort of a Johnny-come-lately, and he's starting to steal away bits of your mythology, to say nothing of your followers. You've got to put a stop to this, and there's only one way to do it: with the sword. Each night, you may target a player and accept an offering of his or her life's blood.
You are the Serial Killer. You win if you are the last player standing.
Note: Immune to all investigations. "Slits their throat" to kill.
Madalyn Murray O’Hair –- PeaceBringer
You are Madalyn Murray O’Hair, noted advocate of the separation of Church and State, and founder of the American Atheists. You are fully aware that people throughout history have celebrated the winter solstice for purely astronomical purposes, with no need for any sort of deity whatsoever. Your motto might be "Screw the Season, We Need More Reason!". You are here to spread the light of atheism and reject the darkness of superstition. As a Cult Leader, each night, you may target one player to discuss things with in an attempt to win them over to your side (send your choice to me, not them - I will tell you if you were successful).
You win when a majority of the remaining players belong to the Atheists.
Note: 50% chance to recruit non-humans. Dies if recruiting part of the Holiday Mafia or Mithras.
If there is a successful recruitment:
Congratulations, you have let the light of reason shine upon your benighted existence, and are now happily atheistic, along with Madalyn Murray O’Hair and her Cult of American Atheists! You may contact her and any other surviving cultists to discuss at night.
