“Wow, that was stupid.” Someone whispered in the background, “Why the hell would we do that?”

After the town lynch, everyone in the fields grew hectic and afraid, especially with the sun setting down in the east with no visible lights to guide anyone.

The night would be filled with howling winds, skittering animal sounds, and Bryce snoring.

As morning rose, so did the harsh painful screams of some unlucky people, but first, over an announcement like system, a voice was heard.

VIC MAY NOT CAST A VOTE TODAY.

“WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK?” Vic was, as always, very very good with his words. “WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?”

“Stop compromising!” Someone shouted from the back of the crowd, though no one could make out who.

With a sputter of golden light, everyone turned to the screaming finally, that wasn’t Vic’s whining.

“No, this is.. shit.” Nofo choked out as blood seeped down his neck. “What the hell, guys - I’m.. useful.



NOFO HAS DIED

Name: The Master
Alias: Nofo
Alignment: Third Party
Role: Mentor


Description: Leader of your faction. You have two options at night: recruit, or kill. You must recruit one mentee at a time. The two of you may communicate on a subforum at nights. You are in charge of sending out for the kill, you may make your mentee do this. If your mentee dies, you must recruit again, if you die your mentee kill themselves along with you.

“No, that’s impossible!” A wailing could be heard through the crowd. Matt pushed through, shoving people to the side, Buffy scowled as she fell to the ground, DD shed a couple of tears.

But it was Matt who shed the most tears, this was terrible! Frightful! How could anybody kill.. no, this wasn’t good at all. Picking up a rock from the ground, Matt looked sorrowful at the corpse of Nofo and with one last whisper, “I can’t do this without you.” He killed himself with the rock, somehow, use your imagination.


MATT HAS DIED.

Name: Jenny Flint
Alias: Matt
Alignment: Third Party
Role: Informant Mentee


Role Description: Jenny and Vastra are so close that Jenny must decode messages sent to Vastra. Whatever the cop scans, you will receive their results for them. They will not be able to see their scans, only you. You will be given the information at the end of each night. ADDED: You are now the mentee. This is a third party faction, there will only be the two of you with the access to a board that you may/must use to communicate. Each night the two of you may choose someone to kill, with the mentor making the ultimate decision. Should the mentor ever die, or be lynched, you will commit suicide out of grief. If you ever die, you will be labeled as a third party mentee, as well as your original role. You get to keep your original role.

23 Players Remain:

AlexIGuess
Angi
Animal
Ari
Boc
Buffy
Colby
Curtis
DD
Earthbound
FF
Greenday
im317
Justin
Mercator
Nobert
Paco
Patrick
Rob
Shawn
Simp
Panda
Vic
Wikey

WITH 23 ALIVE, IT TAKES 12 TO LYNCH. PLURALITY IS IN EFFECT.

DAY TWO WILL END MONDAY, THE 9THTH OF DECEMBER AT 11PM EST

A sullen roar was heard over the fighting, it would have to be one or the other.

Perry laughed heartedly as he looked at Ari with an evil glint in his eye, "It will be me or you, scum. Choose."

"You're going down!" Chanted back Ari. It would be a battle to the finish.

ALL LYNCH VOTES THAT HAVE BEEN CAST ON ANYONE EXCEPT PERRY AND ARI HAVE BEEN CLEARED.

IN THE 4 HOURS REMAINING LYNCH VOTES ARE ONLY ALLOWED TO BE CAST ON PERRY OR ARI.

THE ONE WITH THE MOST LYNCH VOTES, OR WHOEVER IS HAMMERED FIRST, WILL ULTIMATELY DIE TODAY.

"I swear, I'm town!" Ari rumbled onwards as the crowd fought between the two in the centre of the arena, it had to be one of the other, there was no mistaking that one of them had to die, it was just a matter of whom.

It didn't matter if their claims were real or not, half the crowd decided, it seemed dumb to waste such a role early. "That's dumb!" Shouted one, with murmurs of agreement.

"It doesn't matter if it was dumb or not!" Perry chimed in, "It's just a strict reality now, choose one of us."

"Alright," Boc muttered moving towards Perry, Jeff following behind, Colby striding ahead ready to deliver the blow.

"No guys, c'mon." Wikey moved towards Ari's side. "Clearly something is up with this guy, I mean, look at him." Nodding, Merc and Curtis hold Ari by the arms.

"Pfft, vote thief my ass."

ARI HAS DIED.

Name: Adipose
Alignment: TOWN
Role: Vote Thief

Background: A little alien that eats human fat until the person dissolves into nothing, you are born out of a quick diet scheme to exterminate the human race.
Role Description: Each night you will choose someone to take a vote away from for the current day phase, this will be notified to everyone in the beginning day flavor.

NIGHT 2 HAS NOW BEGUN.

YOU HAVE 24 HOURS TO SEND ME YOUR ACTIONS, IF YOU AREN'T USING, LET ME KNOW AS WELL.

NIGHT 2 WILL END 11PM EST, TUESDAY THE 10TH.