Werewolf/mafia: Electric Boogaloo

Not directly related to the current situation, but I keep noticing that people keep getting lynched for being too quiet and too aggressive.

I feel that I really should reveal my role sometime if people are gonna suspect me...

Vote: LITHADOR.

I'm pretty sure no scum would post some long post like that if they were about to die.

Oh really? You shoulda seen the time Micool TNT played

In any case... hmm...

Unvote: PHANTASMA

Abstaining for now...

Uh, are you talking about Lithador (thestonedog78) or Phantasm (Afterwards)? I'm confused.

I'm talking about Afterwards. I don't think he's scum.

Unvote: PHANTASMA

Seem fair to me. I personal look at the guy leading the mod.

edited 16th Oct '16 5:46:16 AM by thestonedog78

hmm

Stone was pretty quiet during that one game I gm'd, which allowed them to hold out an insanely long time when all the other scum were picked off. This means they know how to lay low and not draw attention to themselves, thus sparing them from death.

On the other hand I can't recall any particular instances where they were more vocal as town, but they usually do post at least once every phase or so.

vote lithador

Unvote: Phantasm

Vote: Lithador

Well, let's see.

You do you. I'm a townie. But whats ever.

Abstaining for now...

Player List

• Afterwards (PHANTASM)
• thestonedog78 (LITHADOR) — PHANTASM, SENTIDAE, DIRECTOR, SEARPENT (4)
• Skiller2 (DIRECTOR)
• MsAmiClassified (SEARPENT)
• SymeSynth (BLEATRIX)
• Psychedelicate (AQUAFOWL)
• AqueousBunnies (SENTIDAE)

Today, as it ought to have been, started off much less restless than yesterday, and one of the key indicators of this was that the remaining players finally thought to use the benches peppered throughout the room, a slowly fulfilled yet ultimately unanimous decision. Discussion was also much more low-key, talk of who could be in league with the Dark intermittently segueing into other topics, including the outburst SEARPENT made two days ago regarding FORCWORD.

After the others had talked of other memories that has surfaced in their time in this game, PHANTASM decided it best to do a rundown of the actions of the remaining players including themself. Much of their analysis was based off of the many accusations thrown about, but what they said for themself, in a joking manner, was that they could have used their comment about LITHADOR as a diversion and a scapegoat. They kept going after that, eventually decide to vote on AQUAFOWL for abstaining from voting on the first day.

The others didn't catch on to the joke. Or they knew full well it was in jest, but that there was another, more sincere layer underneath the hints of sarcasm. So they're basically admitting to trying to get them all some random kill, AQUAFOWL spoke up. They could be drawing suspicion to themself because they're innocent, SEARPENT followed, but that could be what they want them all to think. Both of them cast their votes, with SENTIDAE and then LITHADOR casting their votes in turn.

PHANTASM wasn't one to let this little "slip of the tongue" get to them. They knew full well that they were going to die soon, but they still needed a plan. Immediately, they spoke up, standing up in a manner befitting of a rousing speech, albeit with a pervading sense of paranoia. They mentioned possibly being set up by the Dark, having not targeted them in order to make a fool of themself the following day, which only garnered eyerolls from the others, but they pressed on, noting LITHADOR's distinct reservedness; that could be him keeping interaction to a minimum so as to prevent suspicion against him. They even called out to the SLEUTH, whoever they were, to investigate him tonight. They needed every chance they could get to win, and if that means reading too deeply into the actions and words of others, then so be it: the Light needed to win.

As PHANTASM was done speaking, a voice rang through the room.

With that, PHANTASM sat back down and soon set their vote on LITHADOR, a vote that would be joined shortly by DIRECTOR's. No Dark player'd take the trouble to come up with such a tirade, he'd think. Once that strand of logic started circulating, SENTIDAE and SEARPENT also casted their votes on LITHADOR. AQUAFOWL chose to abstain, however, perhaps out of some form of guilt. LITHADOR stood up but did not vote either, perhaps to prevent any more suspicious gazes from watching over him should he have hastily counter-voted.

The day slowly trickled away, and the metallic voice made itself known once again.

The voice cut off, and a knife dropped from the ceiling, landing just in front of LITHADOR. The others stared at the blade, and LITHADOR slowly bent down to pick it up. Backing away from the others and going into a defensive stance, the others crowded around him.

SEARPENT quickly charged forth to body-check LITHADOR, and despite gashing her leg, he was thrown into the wall. The others began to approach, but LITHADOR rose and kicked SEARPENT back, knocking her into DIRECTOR and making him twist his ankle as he fell. PHANTASM and SENTIDAE then swooped around behind LITHADOR and caught him in a hold, trying to wrestle the knife away from him.

In the madness, SENTIDAE received a cut on the cheek and PHANTASM a bruised side from LITHADOR's swipes and blows. After PHANTASM and SENTIDAE secured him in place, LITHADOR finally dropped the knife, and though he let loose one final kick on BLEATRIX, giving him a black eye, LITHADOR's life was soon cut short by his own blade.

LITHADOR's emblem, a sleeping dragon, was dispensed from a slot by his door, and the room glowed bronze.

Dragon — Dark

Feeling a little worse yet a little better for wear than yesterday, the remaining six decided to head into their rooms and go to bed, and the lights in the main room dimmed.

Player List

• Afterwards (PHANTASM)
• SeducedByTheLight (APOLABRA)
• thestonedog78 (LITHADOR)
• Skiller2 (DIRECTOR)
• MsAmiClassified (SEARPENT)
• Inceptiond (SERAFEND)
• Speedchesser (FIGUR8NE)
• SymeSynth (BLEATRIX)
• Psychedelicate (AQUAFOWL)
• AqueousBunnies (SENTIDAE)
• Daydre (FORCWORD)

phew

i woulda been dead for sure if i'd been wrong

anyways good work everyone, we got one to go

Nice!

fuck ye

Sorry for the huge delay. I'll post the end-of-night post later tonight if that's alright with you all.

The CRAVEN was shifting in ꠸꠸ sleep. ꠸꠸'ve worked up a slight sweat as they toss and turn, breathing heavy and intermittent with grunts of fear. Suddenly, ꠸꠸ is awakened, and ꠸꠸ awoke with a shriek, by the sound of a knife clacking against the ground. The knife burns with a blue light, and the hole in the ceiling from which the knife came disappeared as the CRAVEN began to look up towards it. This must've been what LITHADOR had gotten these past two nights. Shifting ꠸꠸self over towards the knife, ꠸꠸ picked it up, and the door to ꠸꠸ room opened up, revealing the empty main room before ꠸꠸.

Stepping outside, the emblems on the door lit up once more, and the CRAVEN situated ꠸꠸self in the middle of the room. There were some extra patches of light on each of the doors, however, even on ꠸꠸ own. However, what surprised ꠸꠸ was that AQUAFOWL's didn't have an additional mark. Feeling this was some sort of lucky sign, the CRAVEN approached AQUAFOWL's door and placed ꠸꠸ hand on it. The door opened, and ꠸꠸ stepped inside.

The door soon trapped ꠸꠸ inside, and the room began to glow with a dim blue light. Hands trembling, ꠸꠸ approached the sleeping AQUAFOWL, towering over her with blade in hand. ꠸꠸ found ꠸꠸self feeling as if ꠸꠸ had stepped into LITHADOR's shoes; standing over ꠸꠸ target, breathing heavy, fear and regret gripping ꠸꠸ like a snake coiled around its prey.

But ꠸꠸ knew ꠸꠸ has to make this quick. It was always painful to go through with these kills, even in the main room. ꠸꠸ couldn't let the anxiety build any further: ꠸꠸ had to do it.

꠸꠸ raised the blade high and was to bring it down when something grabbed ahold of ꠸꠸ leg. Who, she began whispering, who is that? The CRAVEN backed away, scared out of ꠸꠸ wits. AQUAFOWL rolled over and noticed the glowing of the blade. Then she saw the CRAVEN's face.

You—!, she blurted out, but before she could finish, the CRAVEN grabbed hold of her, holding her in a choke hold as ꠸꠸ wrapped ꠸꠸ legs around her midsection. She grasped for ꠸꠸ arm, trying in vain to pull away from ꠸꠸ tight grip on her. On the verge of tears, the CRAVEN brought the knife round and planted it straight into AQUAFOWL's cheek. A choked scream echoed throughout the room, and the CRAVEN brought the knife back once more, stabbing it into her midsection. As AQUAFOWL's hands reached behind her and started pulling on ꠸꠸ hair, ꠸꠸ twisted the knife in further as ꠸꠸ blubbered on.

Another moment of slight fidgets from AQUAFOWL, and she was dead. Immediately, ꠸꠸ threw the body forward and kicked it away. ꠸꠸ took a moment to let ꠸꠸self wallow in despair, sometimes forgetting everything else and merely staring at the blood that covered ꠸꠸ hands. This is what the game had reduced ꠸꠸ to: a blubbering coward who'd rather go on with the rules of this horrid game than do...what's arguably the right thing to do. ꠸꠸ picked up the blade, having dropped it after ꠸꠸'d thrown away the body, and directed it towards ꠸꠸self—only to be greeted with a shock that coursed through ꠸꠸ whole body.

After the pain wore away, ꠸꠸ realized, of course. Of course they would've tried to stop something like this. But how would they know? Maybe it was something to do with the blade's orientation compared to the wielder? No, that seemed pretty out there, but... Could they have been... Were they...watching ꠸꠸? Oh, God...

The CRAVEN vomited, panting as the flames of rage bellowed inside of ꠸꠸. That was going to be the first thing ꠸꠸ was going to do once ꠸꠸ was let out. If ꠸꠸ won, then ꠸꠸'ll head straight for whoever runs this awful place. If ꠸꠸ lost, ꠸꠸'d impart this message onto the others, tell them that they needed to end this blasted game.

With that, ꠸꠸ dropped the knife into the slot by the door and stormed off to ꠸꠸ room, which shut behind ꠸꠸ with just as much force as ꠸꠸ had in ꠸꠸ steps.

The next morning, AQUAFOWL's body was discovered in her room, a good deal more battered than even the last one. Her medal was dispensed, that of an open eye, and the room glowed bronze.

Sleuth - Light

Player List

• Afterwards (PHANTASM)
• SeducedByTheLight (APOLABRA)
• thestonedog78 (LITHADOR)
• Skiller2 (DIRECTOR)
• MsAmiClassified (SEARPENT)
• Inceptiond (SERAFEND)
• Speedchesser (FIGUR8NE)
• SymeSynth (BLEATRIX)
• Psychedelicate (AQUAFOWL)
• AqueousBunnies (SENTIDAE)
• Daydre (FORCWORD)

Well well well. I kinda expected to be killed that night. But I did investigate someone as well...

Hmm. floats around eating ghostly popcorn Good luck, everyone. Pity I did die, because we might just have a lead on who's the last scum standing...

I was in a bit of a gamble this game. I basically had to choose between looking too suspicious by using my typical playstyle (which could get me lynched), or drop hints about my important role (which made me a juicy target for the scum). In hindsight, I should've done the former and roleclaimed once a lot of people voted for me.

Ah well, I should keep that in mind for next time ^_^

edited 21st Oct '16 7:52:50 PM by Psychedelicate

rip psyche

I noticed BLEATRIX was absent during the last voting phase...

Honestly I totally forgot who my teammates were a long while ago

not that it matters lmao

So, uh. Anyone gonna vote? Do things?

Since you said it, might as well.

Vote: Bleatrix

edited 22nd Oct '16 10:58:29 PM by AqueousBunnies

Yeah, my inhibition about AQUAFOWL ended up being wrong, which leads me to believe SEARPENT is probably town as well. I'm also already pretty certain that SENTIDAE and the DIRECTOR are town, which leaves BLEATRIX by process of elimination - and it certainly doesn't help his case that he hasn't given us much to work with

Vote: BLEATRIX