Gilbert
Played by: Vernon (later KC)
Game: ATTWS III: FErst Class
Alignment: Town
Role: Vengeful Townie
Death: Lynched on Day 12
Description: Gilbert is severely bipolar. It is not clear who the real Gilbert is. And perhaps, we may never know. Sources say he is from France, but there are no records of Gilbert even existing. When asked where he was from, Gilbert replied, "Don't talk to me you fuck!" All we know is that Gilbert received a letter with a ticket to board this train, just like everyone else.

Death

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I knelt down to inspect the pin cushion of a corpse. Glass protruded from the body, most of them jutting out of the victim's large belly. I reached into the man's pocket and removed a small object. It was a bottle of meds. ------------------------------------ The six survivors stood in a circle, each one eyeing another. They each held a piece of glass outwards toward each other. No one trusted anyone. Agnes pointed her shard of glass only at Gilbert. "It's you...it HAS to be you." said Agnes. Gilbert looked at Agnes in a peculiar way. "You...you look like my mama..." he began, dropping his shard of glass to the floor. "....but...I....HATED MY MOMMA!!!!!!!!" Gilbert charged at Agnes with two arms stretched forwards. He got his meaty hands around her neck and began to squeeze until she, and he, were blue in the face. Agnes managed to reach for a piece of glass and jammed it into Gilbert's belly. His grip loosened as he stumbled backwards, clutching his wound. "You'll pay for that!!! AUNT JEMIMA!!!" Joanna used her extraordinary strength to pin Gilbert to the ground. She pinned his arm behind his back and drove another shard deep into his shoulder. Brock soon joined in. He lifted pieces of thick glass from the floor and jammed them into Gilbert's chest. Gilbert spat blood on Brock's shoes. He rose to his knees as blood seeped from his wounds. The floor to the turned over cabin was now covered in blood stained glass shards. After looking over the eyes of the remaining five, there was one thing left for Gilbert to do. He was silent for once, as he lifted a particularly large and sharp piece of glass upwards. He squeezed it so hard that blood began to poor through the cracks between his fingers. Everyone took a step back and got ready for him to charge. Gilbert's smirk turned to a sinister smile, which soon turned to manic laughter. "hahaha..ahahahaahah..AHAHAHHAHA!!!!!" Gilbert placed the shard of glass against his throat. "...bbl" He jerked his arm sideways and cut his throat wide open. Blood poured out as Gilbert fell face first onto the floor. A strange shriek began to whirl through the cabin. The remaining unscathed windows soon shattered one by one, starting from one end of the carriage up to Gilbert's body. Just then, Gilbert's body shot back to life. He rose to his feet once more. "DID SOMEBODY SAY...GILBERT?! YAW!!! GILBERT'S BACK BABAYYY!!! SHIT STICKS!!" The old Gilbert clutched at his throat and felt the fatal wound. Blood continued to pour out of it. "OH........momma :( " With that, Gilbert fell onto his belly for the final time. He was dead. Gilbert, Town Vengeful Townie, TURNED Serial Killer, has been lynched. If your rep is at -10 or below when you die, you will be awarded a kill. If you're killed at night, you will shoot your killer. If you're killed via lynch, you will be allowed to select any player to shoot. You CAN NOT tell people to smite you. You must simply get people to hate you. The shriek that boomed through the train finally died down for good. It was over.

Gabriel
Played by: Herm
Game: ATTWS IV: Black Creek
Alignment: Town
Role: Spearhead
Death: Killed on Night 9
Description: Gabriel Fisher was raised by a loving and caring mother and an alcoholic step-father. His real father died when Gabriel was merely a toddler. When Gabriel was 11 years of age, Gabriel's mother committed suicide from the emotional abuse that she took from her spouse on an almost daily basis. Distraught, Gabriel fled his home many times after his mother's funeral to live with a female friend his age and her family. Not many months after the funeral, his alcoholic step-father committed suicide out of severe guilt so Gabriel was adopted by his female friend's family. The two of them grew up as step-brother and step-sister. Once Gabriel reached adulthood, he began to study law and eventually graduated as a law student. He now works as a lawyer, helping people who are in trouble.

Death

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LOCKDOWN PROCEDURE INITIATED. LOCKDOWN PROCEDURE INITIATED. STORE ONE ZERO THREE HAS BEEN QUARANTINED. And with that, a large metal door slammed down at the entrance of Balls of Steele. Some frantically banged on the door, but it was to no avail. No one would go in or out that night. Gabriel sprung to his feet when he heard the loud clanking ring out across the mall. He peered out the entrance of Nickel Back Banking and looked at the curious sight, then shook his head. "You'll be the death of us all Paddy." he said solemnly. Gabriel then turned around and headed back to bed. It didn't seem there was much left to see out there. But when he rolled back the covers, he saw an unwelcome face staring right back at him. "You!" he yelled out, before he was soon silenced with a razorblade to the jugular. ------------------------------------------------------------------ "Objection!" Gabriel's masculine voice echoed through the courtroom. "Your honor, this line of questioning is OUT of bounds! Please tell him to refrain from further inquest." Gabriel continued. "SUSTAINED!" the judge's voice boomed out. The other attorney looked at the judge in disbelief. "Your honor, I was just asking Mr. Fisher's client what he was doing on the night that his wife and kids got murdered! May I add, murdered by the exact same weapon that was found with his client's fingerprints on it and no one else's." "Objection! Ad hominem attack! Ad hominem, I say!" Gabriel yelled back. "Do you even know what ad hominem means, Mr. Fisher!" the attorney retorted. The judge furiously banged his gavel down. "ORDER! ORDER! Mr. Fisher, the last word is yours." Gabriel cleared his throat. "Friends, countrymen, jury members. Whatever you are, listen to my words! Look into my eyes and listen to my words! My defendant has done nothing wrong. Any so-called 'evidence' that you have seen today is a farce, plain and simple. I think it's more than obvious that the PLAINTIFF HIMSELF is responsible for these murders!" The jury gasped. This is a twist they didn't see coming. There was no evidence for it but they looked into that attorney's eyes and... Three hours later, the judge sat back down in his seat. He banged his gavel down to give the verdict. "The jury finds...the defendant NOT GUILTY!" Gabriel raised his hands in victory as he gave his client a hug. "And furthermore, the plaintiff has been found GUILTY!" The plaintiff looked around in disbelief. "Your honor, I wasn't even on trial!" "TAKE HIM AWAY!" the judge roared out. As the police dragged the plaintiff away, kicking and screaming, Gabriel gave him a wink. "You'll pay for this Gabriel! Somehow, someway, you'll pay!" he screamed out. Gabriel ignored him and turned around to face the jury, who ran up to him and lifted him on their shoulders. "FISH-ER! FISH-ER! FISH-ER!" the jury members jubilantly chanted. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Blood continued to uncontrollably gush out of Gabriel's neck, as he let out a hideous gurgling sound. "Sweet Bunni...I'll.......I'll see you real soon....." he blubbered weakly as he collapsed into a puddle of his own blood. Gabriel, TOWN Spearhead, has been killed. You must spearhead two lynches successfully. This means (if you want) you must be the first person on a lynch train and must get that player lynched by the end of the day. If you achieve this twice, you will become a Town Bomb. If you're attacked at night, you will detonate and attack your assailant back. You will also survive your attack. This will only happen once.