Vanessa is just... disturbed. On the plus side, this terrifying reaction gives her more hope she's made the right decision.
be nice to benjamin it's not his fault he got beat up by a microbe"D'accord, that's enough. Come with me."
[A baseball suddenly hits Junko in the face. Then another. Soon, she's being pelted with tens of hundreds of thousands of baseballs. In the midst of the chaos, Hercules comes riding in on a strangely familiar motorcycle, grabs Junko, and starts driving up and down the walls in a circle. Once he's the ceiling, he drops her onto the floor before ramming the bike into her at full force. Hercules then jumps off the bike and splits it into the dual chainsaws and starts absolutely pummeling Junko with them, before turning it into the bike again and slamming it as hard as he can on her head.]
[...It's not over yet. Hercules approaches the bruised, beaten Junko with a contemptuous expression.] "Sensationnel [wow]. You really are as resilient as they say." [He suddenly reaches his arm back, closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath in. After a moment, some bizarre weapon resembling a hybrid of a pogo stick and a sword manifests itself into his hand. The Frenchman staggers for a moment, but regains his composure quickly enough to plunge the blade of the sword deep into Junko's chest, deep enough that the serrated blade sticks out the other side. With that, he triumphantly plants the blunt end of the sword into the ground, leaving her hanging limp from the top of it.]
[Hercules takes a moment to admire his handiwork, then plunges his finger into Junko's bleeding chest and writes something on the floor in her blood.]
PATRON
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!Red puts their head in the hands and screams into them.
....FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK!'
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insidenot again not again not again not again not again not again-
be nice to benjamin it's not his fault he got beat up by a microbe...seeing this execution was a mistake.
artsy geek | any pronouns | "well, if you're hearing this, then chances are you've made a very poor career choice."Michi has a huge grin on their face. The execution was great and all, but they seem to especially light up at the weapon summoning. That was...impressive. Beyond anything I had expected.
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised."No... no... again? Noooooo!"
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click though“Wait.....does that mean....We’re dead?”
Amanda just... screams. Loudly. VERY loudly.
Stupid doomed timeline...[Hercules looks over his shoulder to see Michi smiling at him, then looks at the pogo sword again.] "W... wait. How did I..." [He looks down at his hands... and slowly, a grin appears on his face as well.] "O-Oh, mon Dieu, I—there's no way..."
[Next night phase begins at 10:30PM EST, by the way.]
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!"Lemme play the "We are Fucked" song."
"We're fucked, We're fucked. We’re really really really fucked!!!"
"I'm Mary Poppins, Y'all!" - Yondu,2017...We're dead. We're dead. We're dead. We're dead. WE'RE DEAD. WE'RE DEAD.
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying inside"No... no, no, no! We... we're..." Micha drops to their knees in horror. "Our only chance now..." They stand up, shaking. "Medic. Whoever you are. The viruses can't count on overwhelming us tonight. Not quite. So they won't go after me. Protect anyone else but me."
And with that, they turn into a Flabebe and fly into the vents to hide.
Trouble Cube continues to be a general-purpose forum for those who desire such a thing.“No...no.....l
Stanley looks distraught.
....shit. And I didn't even voted her. We're dead. We're all fucked. God help us all.
artsy geek | any pronouns | "well, if you're hearing this, then chances are you've made a very poor career choice."Vanessa just leaves. This is... this is the worst. How the hell did it reach this point?
be nice to benjamin it's not his fault he got beat up by a microbe"AUGH and there was actual evidence! And it got destroyed, and..."
Amanda screams again.
Stupid doomed timeline..."So this mean... we're on the way to destruction..."
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click though[Hercules barely suppresses his laughter.] "Well! Today I learned something about myself. I'll have to investigate this further in the future. But for now, there are more important matters at hand. Au revoir, friends—this may be the last night you live to see." [He goes up to the second floor forbidden room with a jubilant spring in his step that wasn't there before.]
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!Amanda moves her hair out of her face enough to see her way to somewhere to sleep. Or try to, which will probably be nigh impossible.
and no I am not rolling for sleep, lest I roll a 6 and end up in a coma or something.
Stupid doomed timeline...> Idk naptime Ig
artsy geek | any pronouns | "well, if you're hearing this, then chances are you've made a very poor career choice."I do look foward to investigating...but that's a matter for another time. Good night, players. And get ready. Michi follows Hercules back to the second floor forbidden room.
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised.Red just... falls to the floor and falls asleep. They're done. They've accepted their fate.
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideStanley cries himself to sleep.
"We need to calm her down and stat!"
"I'm Mary Poppins, Y'all!" - Yondu,2017