As the group retired for the night after celebrating the death of dreaded capable girl Havo, a different girl broke off from the group and rounded around the back of the motel.

That girl was JJ.

She walked quietly in a daze, almost floating. Something was calling her name. Something was drawing her to the field behind the motel.

JJ continued down the path. The Bates house sat atop a hillside above and blocked out the moonlight, casting nothing but darkness over the back of the motel. But JJ was undeterred.

She finally arrived at her destination. A well.

With both hands, she heaved the circular wooden top off of the well and onto the dirt. She slowly placed her hands on the upper rim of the stone well and peered down.

Nothing but darkness. Water dripped down the side every so often and splashed into a ripple below. The sound of each drip echoed up the shaft towards her.

JJ was in a trance. Something about the bottom of the well. Something down there was familiar to her.

She was unable to hear the figure approach.

She hardly felt the blow from the shovel colliding with the side of her head.

She plummeted down the well.

Down and down she went, vanishing into the darkness and crashing against the stone floor on the bottom. The water was too shallow. Her bones collided against the stone, breaking and twisting in unnatural ways.

JJ weakly looked up. She saw a perfect circle of light through the opening of the well above her. As she looked on, the faint light slowly vanished as her attacker heaved the well's cover closed.

Her eyes began to close. The last image she saw before passing was a ring of light dimly shining down from above.

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Buffy, aka Samara from The Ring, has been killed. Played by: Buffy Alignment: Town Role: Messenger You are Samara, an otherworldly little girl responsible for the creation of a cursed videotape, projecting your mental images onto a blank tape, and instilling it with the power to kill the viewer within seven days. Your usual appearance is of a girl with long, dark hair covering your face and wearing a white dress. Your personality is shown to be generally innocent but reclusive and needy. You possess the power of nensha, capable of burning images onto surfaces and into people's mind. You must choose a player to pass an item to. Once you pass this item, the item will cause negative effects to the holder. You may only pass it again once it has been returned to you (you will be informed). ------------------- First Day: Can't Hammer Second Day: Can't Vote Third Day: Vote Automatically Cast Against Self Fourth Day: Cannot Use Action Next Night Fifth Day: Post Only GIFs Sixth Day: Post Only Smilies Seventh Day: Dies Italic text hidden from player

The figure had entered her hotel room only a few moments before -- only giving Vic a few moments to slip under his bed to avoid being detected.

The figure's feet stomped by the bed, causing Vic to move her hands up to cover her mouth in fear of what would happen had she made a noise.

But after a few more moments passed, the room had fallen silent. Dead silent.

Vic slowly crawled out from under the bed, looking around for the figure -- checking to make sure the coast was clear.

But before she could turn her head all the way to the side, a pitchfork came crashing into the floor near the side of her head.

A scream escaped her lips as she slips the rest of the way out from under the bed, turning to face the figure head on.

She desperately grabbed behind her, grabbing the first thing her hands landed on. A stray lamp on the nightstand.

She rips the cord from the wall and hurls it towards the figure, connecting it with his forearm as they reach up to guard their face.

But it isn't enough to deter them. The figure closes in and brings the flat side of the pitchfork down on the side of Vic's head once more, sending her sideways against the bed.

Her eyes glaze over for a moment, rolling onto her back and putting her hands up to try to fend off the figure as they stand over her.

But her hands do nothing. The figure drives the pitchfork down into her chest, driving it all the way through her and into the mattress.

Vic opens her mouth to let out a scream but all that comes out is a puddle of blood, bubbling out and down her chin.

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Vic, aka Ginny from Friday the 13th Part 2, has been killed. Played by: Vic Alignment: Mafia Role: Daykiller You are Ginny, an aspiring child psychologist. You were hired to be an assistant at the Packanack Lodge by your boyfriend, a facility located near Camp Crystal Lake. During the night, you and several other counselors on a final night on the town before coming home to find blood spattered on a bed. This descends into a night of terror while you watch Jason kill all of the counselors you had shown up at the camp with. You seem to have defeated Jason once and for all before he comes crashing through the window behind you, knocking you unconscious but keeping you alive. After your encounter with Jason, you were deemed to be mentally unfit and your claims of there being a shack in the woods where Jason lived went ignored, due to in part by the fact that searches for the shack yielded no results. One time throughout the course of the game, during a day, you may choose one player. That player will be killed anonymously in the thread as soon as you choose them.

Welcome to Amity Island.




Another final girl had been dispatched. The remaining freaks toyed with Vic's corpse in some truly disturbing ways before Glen and Isaac had to shoo them away.

"There's more work to be done." Isaac said. "Let's head to the beach!"


Player List:

Ahoda
Brian
Henry
im317
Jackie
Kat
Merc
Mike
Mittens
Nav
Rose
Shadow
Shawn
TiB
Timmah
Vern
Zach

It is now Day Seven. With 17 players alive it will take 9 votes to lynch. Plurality is always in effect. The day will end in 24 hours.

Be sure to read the RULES thread before posting. ABSOLUTELY NO CHARACTER CLAIMING OR HINTING!