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cX Mafia VII: The Black Mist
Craig Reade
- moderator
GAME THREAD
The Beginning
A dark mist rolled through the town.
Don’t misunderstand – the mist wasn’t just dark. It was darkness. The sun was high in the sky, and the day bright as any in summer. But where this mist traveled the light could not pass. The mist’s black tendrils crept up walls, explored around corners, wrapped people and objects in it sinister embrace – always moving, but never quite solid. The darkness was so potent that it cast a shadow into the light itself, causing the streets to display an eerie dark glow.
This was when the madness began.
A gardener sat on his stoop – his four rakes propped up against the wall next to him. As he slept, the mist crept up the stairs. A lone tendril reached up and wrapped his leg. In a flash, the mist jumped – wrapping around his body like a rope, squeezing and smothering him. The mist pitched like a wave, and rolled up against the building, totally covering the stoop and its stunned occupant.
Slowly, the ink black wave receded, and in place of the stoop was a platform with a hangman’s noose in the middle, situated over a trap door. The gardener had been transformed as well – in the place of the dirty man in ragged clothes, a dark figure in a shining black cloak pulled himself to his feet. The hood he wore cast a dark shadow over his face that concealed his features, save for the faint blue glow of his eyes. His rakes had changed as well – each of the four tools became giant axes with thick, ornate handles. The Executioner grabbed one of the axes, and effortlessly swung it up to rest on his shoulder. He stood staring blankly into the sea of panicked faces, scrambling to find some safety as the world around them changed. Buildings morphed - became more primitive, some totally unrecognizable. And the people - their form shifted, becoming monstrous in appearance. Fear oozed through the streets along with the mist.
A woman towards the edge of town ran in terror, as the mist quickly followed her, the tendrils dangerously close to snaring her leg. If only she could escape – get ahead of the mist, and escape the town, she would be safe. Almost there, almost out, almost fr–
THUD
Michaela bounced backwards, and fell unconscious on the ground behind her. The mist quickly enveloped her, changed her.
She awoke sometime later, and found that the mist had settled. Instead of a rolling ocean of ink, a thin layer covered the entire town, a fraction of an inch thick. Reaching up, she felt the barrier before her. She could not see it – but it was there, circling the entire town. There could be no hope of escape.
Michaela gasped when she caught sight of her fingers – much longer, and much bluer than she had remembered. She slowly pulled herself to her feet, frightened and exhilarated by the change. She had to be at least ten feet tall, her cloths torn to shreds (covering enough for modesty’s sake), and her skin had darkened to a pale blue hue. She still seemed human – everything about her was longer and more slender than it was before. The mist had changed her, as it had already altered so much in the town.
There was no escape – the barrier prevented that. And having already been changed by the mist, she no longer feared it as she did. The only thing to do was return to the town.
A crowd had gathered around The Executioner’s Gallows, and a wretched creature was already standing on the platform, the noose around his neck. Michaela recognized him – Freddy was homeless, and a regular at her clinic. He had been changed as well – but there was no mistaking that face, even if it was now covered in fur. His eyes darted frantically, desperately in search of an ally.
“He brought this upon us! Always snooping, always stealing – he can’t be trusted!” one woman shrieked.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” another cried. “He’s just a hobo. If you ask me, something more sinister is afoot. Where is The Mayor? Where are any of them? Hiding no doubt. If there is something strange going on, you can bet they are behind it!”
“I wouldn’t count on The Government,” The Baron suggested. “I have seen something like this before. Why, just a few years ago, I was –“
“Quiet you liar! This is no time for one of your stories!“
A scream silenced the crowd’s anger. Michaela found herself jostled by the retreating mob, clearing space for something boiling in front of the stage. The mist, so calm everywhere else, rose up in a pile, drifted across the platform, and enveloped Freddy. The mist surrounded him, and his entire body relaxed. He then spoke.
“There is great evil in this Town, and great struggle. There are allegiances vying for control of this place – powerful alliances, and ignorant ones. This is your time, your chance. Your identities have been concealed, your forms distorted. Take control for your tribe!”
The mist dissolved, taking Freddy along with it and leaving a frightening laughter in its wake. The great mound of black melted off the platform and onto the ground. Freddy found himself huddled on the ground, shivering.
“Go home,” a disembodied voice intoned after the laughter ceased. Pray for your safety this night, and tomorrow you may begin your task.
Night One Begins
Players:
Adam Chapman
Andrea Speed
Ben Lehnsherr
Blake Petit
Chase Bouzigard
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
ErinPatricia
Gabriel Diaz
gambit0001
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
Mathew Smith
MongelRedCorps
Scott A. Williams
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
WhereIsTony
You may now send me your Night Abilities. Remember – you are NOT permitted to speak with anyone about the game outside the thread unless you have been specifically told you can. Day will begin at 10am PST Monday morning, or after all the Night Abilities have been received. Good luck!
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NIGHT ONE RESULTS
The night fell upon the city like a sledgehammer. The mist still blanketed the streets like a thin layer of snow, but it was even more difficult to see in the moonless night. Instead of a source of comfort, this made the Night so much more terrifying to the confused populace - the evil you can't see is always more menacing after all.
The howl of wolves pierced the silence, and Freddy jumped with a start. He slumped in an alley, his bottle nearly empty, clanking against the wall. His skin itched - the fur that now covered him was sharp and oily, and most uncomfortable. Out of habit, he slid all the way down the wall, sitting on the street below. The mist that had settled there was ice cold - a sharp reminder of what he had gone through that day. Touching the mist, he jumped back to his feet and paced. This would be a long night.
Across the street, some activity caught his attention. There was a hovel - the home of WhereIsTony. He was home - at least Freddy thought so, being a worldly man of the streets, he liked to note the comings and goings of his neighbors. Three people scoured the outside of his humble home, going through trash and debris in the alley. One of them even crawled into the window, and remained there for several minutes. Freddy also noted a slender, pale blue figure pacing outside the home - he definitely recognized her from the day before.
Suddenly, Freddy's chest burned. He slowly turned, and looked into the red eyes of what could only be described as a wolf. The wolf-man grinned, flashing his canine-fangs, and licked the blood off his knife. Freddy slumped against the wall, and slid down to the ground.
"I don't know if you have anything to do with this, Fogey," 8-Ball growled "But they should've hung your *** yesterday." 8-Ball chuckled as he turned away from the dying hobo.
From the shadows, another figure looked on. After the hoodlum was safely away, he carefully crept out to inspect the body. His job was done for him - which was ideal. He had no problem killing, but it was always so much better when the job could be done while his hands were clean. That was the difference between thugs like 8-Ball and people like him.
Adam Chapman is dead. He was Freddy, Town-Aligned Hobo.
DAY ONE BEGINS
Your remaining suspects:
Andrea Speed
Ben Lehnsherr
Blake Petit
Chase Bouzigard
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
ErinPatricia
Gabriel Diaz
gambit0001
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
Mathew Smith
MongelRedCorps
Scott A. Williams
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
WhereIsTony
11 Votes to lynch. Day will end once the 11th vote is cast. 11 NO VOTES will also end the day. Please put your vote in bold. The Day will end automatically at 11PM PST today.
Good luck, and remember - the dead do not speak. |
Day One Results
The death of Freddy hit the town hard. It seemed that they were going to jump on anything suspicious – and one fellow townie spouting off Haikus was as good a place to start as any.
Quickly, the crowd started to turn on the poet - but not quick enough for some. A few began to question the motivation behind the lynch. "I will not kill anyone for the crime of poetry!" Eleanor Cromwell exclaimed. A few nodded in agreement, and the tide began to turn. That is, until The Executioner moved, for the first time. He grabbed one of his four mighty axes, and slammed the hilt on the Gallows.
"Bring him!" the dark figure boomed. Frightened, a few town members obeyed, shoving the poet on the stage.
WhereIsTony calmly kneeled before The Executioner.
"Before you proceed, I have composed a death poem. May I recite it?" The Executioner nodded.
Farewell foolish friends
I wish I could have helped you
but the wagon came
In the nights to come
May you not be killed by fools
for no good reason
Though many of you
Will not survive much longer
I hope the town thrives
In the coming days
think before you recklessly
kill the innocent
I would have helped you
but like sheep you have been led
by that which you fear
I commend my soul
to any god that finds it
worthy of his grace
After the final syllable, WhereIsTony sighed. He arranged his kimono, straightened his back, and said "I am ready."
The Executioner swung his axe, severing WhereIsTony's head from his body in a single blow. The head thumped against the platform and rolled to the edge. After a moment that seemed to last forever, his body finally crumpled. The axe then shattered with a flash into a million floating sparks - totally fading away, leaving him with three.
WhereIsTony is dead. He was Toshiro, Town-Aligned Poet.
Night Two Begins
You may now send in your Night Abilities. Night will end as soon as all of the Abilities are in. Remember: The dead do not speak.
Remaining players:
Andrea Speed
Ben Lehnsherr
Blake Petit
Chase Bouzigard
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
ErinPatricia
Gabriel Diaz
gambit0001
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
Mathew Smith
MongelRedCorps
Scott A. Williams
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine |
NIGHT TWO RESULTS
In a dark secluded alley, two figures met discretely.
"Look, I am worried about you, man" one said. "Dis Mist has brought out the crazy. People offin' bums in the street - a friggin' gallows... dis ain't the Town we grew up in."
"Yeah, and you had nothing to do with that bum "getting offed?"
"Na, dat wasn't one of ours..."
"Shh!"
The sound of pavement cracking silenced the two. Fearing being seen together in public, the two darted for cover. They watched the mist part in the dimply lit alley, and a slow meandering crack traveled right down the middle of the list. A low light glowed red through the crack as it travelled.
The crack met the side of a brick building, and the whole structure began to shake. Bricks slipped from their mortar and crumbled to the ground below. The side of the building reshaped itself - not like the smooth transformations seen when the mist arrived, this one was louder and much more violent. Soon, a wide cave opening fused with the building, and green smoke wafted out of the entrance. The smell was horrible. Then there was the breathing, deep, deadly, and large. So large....
The men didn't wait around to see what might come out.
DAY TWO BEGINS
Your remaining suspects: (11 Votes to lynch)
Andrea Speed
Ben Lehnsherr
Blake Petit
Chase Bouzigard
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
ErinPatricia
Gabriel Diaz
gambit0001
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
Mathew Smith
MongelRedCorps
Scott A. Williams
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
The Day will end when there are enough votes to lynch (or an equal number of no votes). Good luck! |
DAY TWO RESULTS
Confusion, indecision.
NIGHT THREE BEGINS |
NIGHT THREE RESULTS
The day was a long and brutal one, there was much discussion about who to lynch, but people were scared to do much of anything. In the end, everyone threw up their hands in defeat, and decided that no one should die that night. This was a relief to many who still weren’t sure why they were lynching people in the first place.
Scott Williams breathed a huge sigh of relief. Maybe he got overconfident. He was untouchable at night, but during the day, a lynch could end his life. He would have to be more careful in the future. Solomon_Grundy bothered him though… why did he go after him so intently? Well, it seemed safe enough, tonight he would find out. Suddenly, he felt a little more vulnerable, but he knew exactly what to do. One way or another, by the end of the night, he would know Solomon_Grundy’s story.
Scott paused a moment…
“I wonder where Solomon_Grundy lives?”
“I could tell you where it is,” a low, growling voice said.
***
The sun slowly started to go down, and the town began to filter into the various taverns that lined the townsquare. Unease over the mist had died down somewhat, but there was still this underlying fear brewing beneath the surface. No one could quite place the source of it, and it was very different than the distinct shock they all felt at having their bodies so disfigured. The panic had no source, it just gnawed at them all, and it seemed to be growing.
“What do you mean, a cave?” Solomon Grundy asked, starting his third pint.
“I’m telling you, it was the strangest thing I have ever seen,” the man standing next to him at the bar said. At least, Solomon_Grundy thought it was a man, his skin was a strange grey color and it – he was covered in slime. “In the middle of a brick wall, definitely didn’t belong there.”
“Well, where is it? Can you show it to me?”
“No way!” The man replied, slurping his beer. Disgustingly, he left nearly as much slime in the cup as beer he drained. “I ain’t goin’ near that thing again. The noise, and that smell – no way I am going near there.”
“I could tell you where it is.”
Solomon turned to see a dangerous looking wolf-man, who was just draining the last drop of beer from his mug. “It’s a short drive from here, I’ve seen it. I’ll even take you there if you want.” The wolf-man paused as he lit a cigarette. “It’ll cost ya though.”
Solomon felt a strange urge to explore a cave like that – he had to go, he had to see what was in there. He emptied his wallet, and the wolf-man lead him out to his car – a beat up VW Bus. Solomon couldn’t help but notice the bullet holes that pierced the rear door. Shrugging, he climbed in the back of the bus, and trusted the wolf to take him to the cave.
***
“This is unacceptable!” The Mayor raged, his pig-face flaring and bright red. “Where is he?”
Carefully, a body was carried into the room on a sheet, and set on the floor. Ben Lehnsherr was dead – mauled. It looked as if an animal had done this, perhaps a wolf?
“Where did you find him?”
“He was at home,” Pete explained. “It was so gruesome, his apartment was covered in blood. An animal did this, it had to have…”
The Mayor paced, and snorted. This would not stand, not stand at all. There would be payback…
Ben Lehnsherr is dead. He was Hugo, Government-Aligned Framer.
***
Steady...
Raul breathed slowly, trying to keep his aim steady. Perched on the roof, his rifle was aimed in a window across the street. His target was home, in his sights... just a gentle squeeze...
The target fell, his blood soaking into a pile of papers on a desk that he was sorting through.
The neighbors panicked, and ran out into the hall. The gunshot and the glass shattering roused them from their sleep. They noticed a door open, but no one coming out. Carefully, one of them crept up to the door. The name "Solomon Grundy" was printed on a card that hung above the door knocker. A moment later, the body was discovered.
Scott A. Williams is dead. He was The Baron, Town-Aligned Pathological Liar.
Meanwhile, Solomon_Grundy stood paralyzed before the cave. He wanted to go in - to see what lurked inside, but he couldn't - his legs just wouldn't move. Finally with the sun rising, he turned, and headed back to the town square.
***
"Who are you?" a few of the townsfolk asked a man they had never noticed before.
"Oh, I am sorry. I'm late. Here now though!" Wolfwood replied.
DAY THREE BEGINS
Remaining suspects (10 votes to lynch)
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
Chase Bouzigard
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
ErinPatricia
Gabriel Diaz
gambit0001
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
Mathew Smith
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
Wolfwood
Good luck! |
DAY THREE RESULTS
Nerves dominated the day, as the Town in general seemed too petrified to move. Perhaps it was that strange panic they all felt, unsure that they could take any step in the right direction.
Finally, as the day neared its end, some gathered the nerve to step forward - sensing that no action would be as bad as anything else, and deciding not to let fear be the determining voice in their decisions. Sadly, it was too little too late for this day - as the sun quickly set before a consensus could be reached. But there was progress.
As darkness once again covered the town, a lone Townie strolled along the outskirts, running his pawed hand along the invisible barrier, wondering if there was some way to escape the madness. Sadly, he realized the truth - there would be no escape. They had called down something they didn't understand for the sake of power, and they were now paying the price.
The way out of his particular field of expertise.
NIGHT FOUR BEGINS
If you have not sent in your Night ability, now is the time to do so. |
NIGHT FOUR RESULTS
A small, possum-like man darted through the mist, and climbed on top of a trash can. For some reason it was thick in this part of town tonight, and the messenger wasn't sure where he was. Time was running out.
At the end of an alley, he saw a beat-up VW Bus, with a wolf lounging in the back, puffing on a cigarette. Taking a long, slow drag, the wolf-man flicked his butt out the door towards the brick wall.
"Lost little friend?" the Wolf asked, licking his teeth.
"A l-little... I n-n-need to d-deliver this m-message..."
The Wolf leapt up and snatched the envelope out of the shocked hands of the messenger, and examined the cover. "Yeah, I know where this is! I think I can help you out!" Dramatically, the Wolf climbed back into his driver's seat, still holding the envelope.
"B-b-but..." the messenger climbed into the bus, upset that his message had been taken.
"Oh, don't you worry," The Wolf laughed, licking his chops once again. "I am sure there is some way you can pay me back for this..."
DAY FOUR BEGINS
Your remaining suspects: (10 Votes to lynch)
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
Chase Bouzigard
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
ErinPatricia
Gabriel Diaz
gambit0001
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
Mathew Smith
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
Wolfwood
Good luck! |
DAY FOUR RESULTS
One more quiet night Night seemed to bring some courage. For the first time in a while, some finally got the courage to do something.
"Let's finish what we started yesterday!" Some cried. "It's time for gambit0001 to face the music!"
"Wait!" CommonAnomaly yelled, calming the crowd. He rolled the stiff-body of Mathew Smith on the gallows, propped it up, and stood next to it. CommonAnomaly looked so tiny next to the tall, thin Matthew Smith - and his red fur really stood out against Mathew's pale blue skin.
"I have something to say. Many of you fear your Government. You have asked where we were during this crisis, and wondered why we weren't here in front of you, protecting you. Well, I am here to tell you that we have been working very hard for your protection behind the scenes. We could not reveal ourselves, for reasons which we can't elaborate on too much - we don't want to let your enemies know what we are up to, after all - but things are starting to change.
"You have had two safe nights - this was a direct result of my actions. Mathew Smith is a killer, and I used my nerve gas to stop him. He can't speak in his defense - a side effect of the gas, I am afraid - but I promise you. This man is your killer. It is time he faced the consequences of his actions!"
The crowd agreed, and many rallied to CommonAnomaly's side, and called for a lynch. A few protested, but in the end, Mathew Smith was tied to a rope, and the trap door opened for the first time since the mist came.
Mathew Smith is dead. He was Michaela, Town-Aligned Doctor
It is now Night. Night will end once all the Night abilities are in. Please send them now. And remember: The dead do not speak. |
NIGHT FIVE RESULTS
8 Ball knelt quietly in an ally, waiting. He scratched his face - and was annoyed to see a clump of matted fur get stuck on his claw. He sniffed, and shuttered - disgusted by the smell. 8 Ball wasn't as frightened of the change as other people - in truth, he found it to be kind of fun. Until he realized he could now smell better than he ever had before. Ottoman told him that he should start smoking - that it dulls the smell, but now that smoke reeked worse than ever to him. He couldn't even bring himself to try.
8 Ball looked at his watch. Where was he?
***
CommonAnomaly couldn't breath - and he loved every second of it. He loved every inch of her.
After Mathew Smith's lynch, he thought the worse. So openly claiming to be a member of The Government, only to be the reason for The Doctor's death, he thought he was done for. But Tina - oh, she said she was attracted by power! And being so scared of what happened... she wanted someone to protect her. A strong man like CommonAnomaly could do just that. He had to admit it was weird - she was still attractive after the change, and in a strange way, her now feline features enhanced that. Not that he could complain about it, looking more like a fox than anything these days. Still - he had never been tickled with a tail before.
So there he was, gasping for air as Tina smothered him with affection in that one-lonely room ...
***
Solomon_Grundy was in shock. He spent the entire day getting up the nerve to go back to the cave. This time he would go in! After such anticipation, the sight of a pile of bricks was the biggest let-down he could imagine. No strange green smoke, no horrible growls, no nauseating stench - nothing!
Oh sure, there were way more bricks in that pile than there should have been, considering the hold in the wall's façade, but on the spectrum of paranormal, that sat somewhere between dull and boring. Unable to believe that the cave was gone, Solomon Grundy scrambled to remove bricks. He found nothing but a naked wall behind them.
"*$#&!" Solomon_Grundy exclaimed angrily.
***
Patiently, Raul stared through his scope, watching his target move around the Condo. After last time, he would wait to take the shot - he had to see the face. To make sure he got the right person - that last hit was a disaster. With a wide grin, he finally pulled the trigger... his patience had paid off, and his target dropped.
He had to be sure though. Slinging his rifle over his back, he dashed off the side of the building, and threw back a tangle of silk, on which he glided safely between the buildings. Latching onto the wall, he crawled quickly along the side of the building, and peered into the window. Satisfied, he let himself down to the ground on a slow-emerging line.
He had to hurry - the sun would be up soon. And he really hated bright lights...
ErinPatricia is dead. She was Kenline, Town-Aligned Insane Cop.
***
"Crap!" CommonAnomaly exclaimed, leaping from the bed, and pulling on his cloths.
"What is wrong?" Tina asked, innocently.
"I'm late! Oh, crap..." Frantically, he pulled his cloths on. After saying a quick goodbye to Tina (oh, why did he have to go?), he burst out of the motel and tore down the street.
"Ahhhh!" CommonAnomaly screamed as a hand lashed out and pulled him inexpectedly into an alley. There he saw a matted wolf who flashed a knife at him.
"I was starting to worry about you," 8 Ball taunted, dipping the blade back and forth, only to watch his victim's eyes follow the tip.
"L-l-look, I told you - I told you all yesterday - I'm part of The Government! Maybe there is something we can work out..."
"I'm not really interested in working any deals, especially with a Government lap-dog," 8 Ball snarled. Suddenly, his head jerked back, and his nose wrinkled. "My God, what is that smell?"
"Are you saying I stink?" a low voice said. 8 Ball turned slowly, and looked up. Behind him stood the biggest pig he had ever seen. At least seven feet tall, had to be four hundred pounds of solid muscle. His ashen skin was oily, and a tusk jutted up from the left corner of his mouth. The one on the right side was broken.
Pete reached down, and grabbed the stunned wolf.
"You were just leaving," he said, as he effortlessly flung the wolf several feet down the alley. Crashing against a dumpster, 8 Ball groaned, and pulled himself to his feet. The wolf growled, and flashed his teeth at the giant pig-man, who just stared at him blankly. Weighing his odds, the wolf decided it wasn't worth it, and he scrambled away from the pair.
"The Mayor would like to see you now," Pete said, gesturing for CommonAnomaly to follow him.
CommonAnomaly gulped.
DAY FIVE BEGINS
Remaining suspects (9 votes to lynch)
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Gabriel Diaz
gambit0001
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
WhereIsTony
Wolfwood
Day will end at 9PM PST tonight. Good luck! |
DAY FIVE RESULTS
The town had finally had enough. The deaths of so many of their numbers made their anger more powerful than their fear. The death of the good doctor Michaela had finally pushed them over the edge. Kenline’s murder overnight was icing on the cake.
They first turned their anger towards CommonAnomaly, arguing that he pushed for the lynch the day before – he should suffer for his mistake. But another target surfaced – an older target, that had somehow slipped back under the radar. CommonAnomaly breathed another sigh of relief as the votes for gambit0001 started piling up.
Finally, gambit0001 was pulled onto the gallows and a noose was put around his neck.
“Any last words?” The Executioner asked.
Mournfully, gambit0001 looked right at CommonAnomaly
“You were supposed to protect me…”
gambit0001 is dead. He was Tina, Family-Aligned Doll-face (roleblocker) .
NIGHT SIX BEGINS
Send in your Night Abilities now. The Day will start when I finally have them all in.
Remaining players:
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Gabriel Diaz
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
WhereIsTony
Wolfwood
Good luck, and remember - the dead don't speak. |
Night Six Results
Mark Blicharz nodded off in his armchair, his remote control slipping out of his hand and dropping to the carpet below. It was a boring night – he had nothing to do, and TV certainly got a lot less interesting since this whole Mist thing started.
He jostled awake at the sound of glass breaking, but only for a moment – it was more a reflex than anything, and he fell right back asleep. He didn’t notice the small canister that skittered across the floor, or the cloud of gas that filled the room…
DAY SIX BEGINS
Remaining Suspects:
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Gabriel Diaz
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
Mark Blicharz
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
WhereIsTony
Wolfwood
9 Votes required to lynch. Day will end tonight at 9PM PST. Good luck! |
DAY SIX RESULTS
Emboldened by another peaceful Night, the Town acted swiftly and decisively. With relatively few protests, the spider-like Mark Blicharz was forced onto the gallows.
"Any last words?" The Executioner asked.
"I ain't saying nuthin. Though I oughtta..." Mark spat in the direction of those who voted for him. "Especially to you!"
Without any further delay, the trap door opened, and Mark Blicharz swung.
Mark Blicharz is dead. He was Raul, Family-Aligned Goon.
NIGHT SEVEN BEGINS
Get your Night abilities in ASAP!
Good luck! |
NIGHT SEVEN RESULTS
Ray looked intently at the small blood-red stone that sat on the altar. It was the cause of so many problems. Yes - in a strange way, it had given him exactly what he wanted. He was little more than a puppet - a face for a photo-op. He wanted power - real power. Well, now he had it, and he was in the middle of a war.
The Mayor looked over his shoulder, and saw Pete standing, motionless, next to the door. As if sensing a presence, Pete suddenly opened the door, and Johann came barreling in.
"It's done."
Ray smiled. "Excellent!"
***
"Just a second there," 8-Ball said to the passing Wolfwood.
"Hrm?" Wolfwood turned and smiled, flashing his nasty, big, pointed teeth.
"Just what are you about, anyway?" 8-Ball, flashing his own teeth. "You show up out of nowhere, start pointing fingers. You are a lotta trouble!"
"Please," Wolfwood replied. "You really shouldn't pry. I must warn you, I have a vicious streak a mile wide. You shouldn't tempt fate."
The hairs along 8-Ball's back stood up. With a snarl, he pounced on Wolfwood.
A vicious struggle ensued, but finally, with a chomp of his teeth, 8-Ball ended the fight. Drenched in blood, the stood over the corpse, which suddenly dissolved into the Black Mist. Frightened, 8-Ball hobbled away, nursing his own injuries.
Wolfwood is dead. He was Caerbannog, A White Rabbit.
DAY SEVEN BEGINS
Remaining Suspects: (8 votes to lynch)
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Gabriel Diaz
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Justin Byrd
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
WhereIsTony
Good luck, and do remember that the dead do not speak. |
DAY SEVEN RESULTS
The battle was joined just about as soon as the sun went up. On one side stood Justin Byrd.
“Enough of this! Jiggaman Tiga is dirty. We need to get rid of him!”
“I am sorry my friends,” Jiggaman Tiga said, standing on the other side. “Justin Byrd is clearly a cultist. Look – I am The Mayor – I only have the Town’s interests at heart! Trust me! We need to get rid of Justin Byrd for all of our sakes!
Slowly, people murmured among themselves, and most drifted over to Jiggaman Tiga’s side, who stood grinning.
“I can’t believe you are buying this!” Justin Byrd exclaimed. “The Government is not looking to protect you! You can’t let them manipu-“
Justin Byrd was cut short, as The Executioner grabbed Justin Byrd by the collar, and lifted him onto the platform. Quickly, the axe was swung, and Justin’s head left his body. The second axe burst in a flash, and two remained.
Justin Byrd is dead. He was Sammy, Family-Aligned Godfather.
NIGHT EIGHT BEGINS
Send in your night abilities now. Remember – the dead don’t speak. Good luck! |
NIGHT EIGHT RESULTS
Frankie was in a panic. He darted down an alley and scrambled behind a dumpster. He was sure he was being followed. Sammy's death was a serious blow to The Family, but all wasn't lost.
Yes, The Government was making its move. Frankie knew for a fact that they were about to make a critical mistake. Then the balance would shift once again. If only he could...
CLANG
Once again, Frankie took off running.
DAY EIGHT BEGINS
Remaining Suspects: (7 Votes to Lynch)
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Gabriel Diaz
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
SSJ4Wolverine
WhereIsTony
Good luck! |
DAY EIGHT RESULTS
Once again, the Night was quiet. The Day was too, after a fashion.
Those that claimed to represent The Government stood tall, and cast their accusatory finger at SSJ4Wolverine, who was silenced by a gas attack the previous evening.
"His turn!"
Quickly, the sheep-like town followed, with only one lone protest against the ever-more-powerful Government being heard. That protest was promptly ignored.
So, with a trip up the gallows, the trap door opened, and SSJ4Wolverine's game came to an end.
SSJ4Wolverine is dead. He was Frankie, Family-Aligned Goon and Undercover Government Agent!
NIGHT NINE BEGINS
Try and get your Night Abilities in ASAP - I'd like to start another Day phase shortly.
Good luck! |
NIGHT NINE RESULTS
Paul took a deep breath, kicked down the door, and opened fire.
This really wasn't the position he wanted to be in, but he wasn't the type to melt away into the crowd when faced with adversity. Sure, Sammy, Tina, Frankie, and Raul were all dead. The Family's hopes of dominating this Town were over. But if he was going to go down, he would do so fighting.
Frankie, that damned rat - good thing he is dead, else Paul would have killed him himself!
But who to kill? The best answer Paul could come up with was EVERYONE. So why not start with the annoying one?
The impact of kicking the door sent a few feathers flying off his head. His target didn't know what hit him - slumping to the floor full of lead before he even saw his attacker. Paul turned and calmly left. Time to decide his next target.
WhereIsTony is dead. He was Parrot, East-Side Bloods-Aligned Toadie.
DAY NINE BEGINS
Remaining Suspects:
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Gabriel Diaz
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
Spek1
6 Votes to lynch. Good luck. |
DAY NINE RESULTS
The morning was quiet... the death of the first East-Side Bloods member was a cause for a bit of shock and reflection. Finally, some decided it was time to make a move.
"Gabriel Diaz!" those who claimed to represent The Government declared.
There was some murmuring at that, but few seemed willing to go against that push. Until suddenly, Andrea Speed pointed her finger at Spek1.
"That one's dirty."
A couple people, trusting her instinct, went along with her vote until finally, The Executioner grabbed the stunned Spek1 by the neck, and separated his head from his body, using up his third axe.
Spek1 is dead. He was Pete, Government-Aligned Bodyguard.
NIGHT TEN BEGINS
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NIGHT TEN RESULTS
The Mayor dropped one last angry punch on his desk. His office was the victim of porcine rage - the death of Pete was totally out of the blue, and a serious blow. And now, could he trust Johann? Clearly, the polls were down on The Government, and this could not stand.
The Mayor called for Johann, and with an angry glare, set to work plotting their strategy. Perhaps all hope wasn't lost yet...
***
As the sun rose, the body of Blake Petit was found - still alive, but paralyzed. Clearly the victim of a nerve gas attack.
DAY TEN BEGINS
Remaining Suspects:
Andrea Speed
Blake Petit
CommonAnomaly
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Gabriel Diaz
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
6 Votes to lynch. Good luck. |
DAY TEN RESULTS
A stunned Blake Petit was lead up the gallows, and fitted with the noose.
“How? What? Where did this come from?”
In the crowd, Jiggaman Tiga just smiled as the trap door opened.
Blake Petit is dead. He was Ottoman, East-Side Bloods-Aligned Bus Driver.
NIGHT ELEVEN BEGINS
Sorry for the delay on this folks – please get in your night abilities ASAP. Night will continue until 4:45 pm PST (or until I get all of the abilities in), after which will be day. |
NIGHT ELEVEN RESULTS
Ray stared at a piece of paper he had taped to the wall. On it were a list of names - most of which were crossed out. Just ten left.
He thought to himself about who could be left. Who still opposed his goals. It was getting close. Even if he managed to root out those East-Side Bloods, they were just one problem.
Time was running out. And it was going to be close. If pigs could sweat, his suit would be drenched.
***
CommonAnomaly peered in the window, waiting for just the right moment. cv_otaku finally stood up, and walked into the bathroom. Once the door closed, he cracked open the window, and dropped a nerve-gas canister inside the room. Quickly closing the window, he dropped to the ground below to hurry away. Unfortunately, he ran right into a bad evening.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, just we're you goin', pallie?" Paul said, jabbing his pistol into CommonAnomaly's ribs. He just stammered in response, and attempted to back away. The wall stopped his retreat.
"You know, I gots ta thinkin'," Paul said. "The Government caused my Family a lot of trouble. Your little rat did us a lot of harm. Now here you are - you claim to be Government..."
"Listen!" CommonAnomaly said. "Maybe there is something -"
"Maybe it is time I returned the favor," Paul finished, pulling the trigger.
CommonAnomaly is dead. He was Johann, Government-Aligned Scientist.
***
The sun rose, and as the town approached the gallows, the body of Gabriel Diaz was found mauled and decapitated. Blood soaked the wood of the platform. The Town hurried to pull his body from the platform and in the process knocked over his final axe, which shattered into a blinding flash of light.
The Town's equalizer had finally fallen.
Gabriel Diaz is dead. He was Frank, Town-Aligned Executioner.
DAY ELEVEN BEGINS
Remaining Suspects:
Andrea Speed
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
MongelRedCorps
Solomon Grundy
4 to lynch. Good luck! |
DAY ELEVEN RESULTS
(sorry, I just got home, too sleepy for narrative)
MongelRedCorps is dead. He was 8-Ball, East-Side Bloods-Aligned Goon.
NIGHT TWELVE BEGINS |
NIGHT TWELVE RESULTS
The mist crept imperceptibly higher as the sun set. Now knee-high, the inky black mass pitched and rolled eerily.
Six figures stood, staring at one another, fearful of what another night might bring, but anxious to get to the end of this nightmare.
Maybe one more day? Hopefully?
DAY THIRTEEN BEGINS
Remaining Suspects:
Andrea Speed
cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
Solomon Grundy
4 votes to lynch. Good luck. |
DAY THIRTEEN RESULTS
The remaining six people surrounded the gallows, and cast accusations back and forth. Almost everyone was suspect at this point, and the town’s numbers slowly dwindled.
Finally, a consensus was reached.
“cv_otaku,” Solomon_Grundy at last declared, closing the matter. Lacking an Executioner, Solomon_Grundy took it upon himself to grab cv_otaku and guide him to the noose. cv_otaku’s eyes darted nervously.
“No, no,” he said, struggling against Solomon_Grundy’s grip. “No! It ain’t goin’ down like this!”
With his free hand, cv_otaku opened up his jacket to reveal his torso strapped with explosives. Many ran for cover.
“You guys ain’t hangin’ no one!” In a flash, cv_otaku whipped out a control stick, and pressed the button. The explosion took out cv_otaku and Solomon_grundy, and left the platform charred. The mist itself was blown far away from the explosion, and it slowly filled in the resulting clearing. Strangely, it seemed deeper than ever as it rolled in.
cv_otaku is dead. He was Nitro, East-Side Bloods-Aligned Bomb.
Solomon_Grundy is dead. He was Joe, Plant for the Government!
NIGHT FOURTEEN BEGINS
Get those night abilities in – home stretch people!
Remaining Players:
Andrea Speed
Eleanor Cromwell
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga |
NIGHT FOURTEEN RESULTS
The mist was waist-deep now - just enough to make people uncomfortable again. The few that were left moved up a floor, and calmly braced for the return of morning.
Eleanor Cromwell scratched at her face with an annoyingly feathered hand. She looked down at her feet - still changing, now it was impossible for her to wear shoes. Her legs were entirely blue now, and her feet looked more like a duck's than a man's.
Quietly she crept through the bottom floor of a dark building, and began to search what was left there. It would all be gone or swallowed by the mist soon, so now was her only chance.
"You really made this easy for me," a voice laughed. Eleanor Cromwell jumped, and whirled around to see who was there.
Paul smiled. "I was just on my way to see you!"
He pulled the trigger, and Eleanor's body slipped into the mist. Paul left it there, and crawled back up the stairs to sleep.
Three people remained as the sun slowly rose in the sky.
Eleanor Cromwell is dead. She was Tommy, Town-Aligned Naďve Cop.
DAY FOURTEEN BEGINS
Remaining suspects:
Andrea Speed
Jason Kanno
Jiggaman Tiga
2 votes to lynch. Good luck. |
DAY FOURTEEN RESULTS
"Jason Kanno," Jiggaman Tiga pointed, shortly after the sun rose. Jason stared back coldly, his beaked face stiff, and falcon-like eyes piercing. He looked at his brother with cold resolution. The mist rose to their chests now, and the sight of the three heads bobbing in the black sea was eerie. Each of them had tendris of mist wrapping around their heads.
Andrea Speed was quiet, eyes facing down. The choice was horrific, but it had to be made.
"Jason Kanno"
Jiggaman Tiga jumped with maddening glee, squealing with delight. He shoved Jason Kanno to the gallows, and draped the noose over his avian head.
"Any last words?" Jiggaman Tiga said, sadistically.
Jason Kanno just cocked his head, and looked sideways at Andrea Speed.
"All these years, you judged me. I was the bad seed. Well, look at yourself now, brother. Which of us are evil now?"
The trap door dropped, and Jason Kanno's torment in the mist came to an end.
Jason Kanno is dead. He was Paul Spano, Family-Aligned Goon and Sibling
Jiggaman Tiga jumped gleefully from the gallows, and wrapped his porcine arm around Andrea Speed's shoulder.
"See? I told you - as your Mayor, I stand for this town! We did it! We got rid of the last of The Family!
"Hrm, but we never did find out who the leader of The East-Side Bloods was..." Jiggaman Tiga backed carefully away from Andrea Speed, with suspicion in his eye.
"Maybe..." Jiggaman Tiga continued to pontificate, but Andrea Speed ignored him. Slowly she pulled herself up on the platform - the mist had just risen high enough that the whole thing was buried by the mass. The rope from which Jason hung was taught - his body completely submerged by the mist. Andrea gently pulled the body up, and cut the rope free. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was the hardest possible decision, and seeing Jiggaman's ranting insanity, she realized suddenly that she made the wrong decision after all.
With firm certainty, she pulled out her sidearm. Jiggaman Tiga saw it, and squealed. He ran away from the gallows faster than his porcine legs could possibly carry him.
"I am so sorry Paul." Andrea Speed sighed, and in one swift motion, raised the pistol to her head.
BANG
Andrea Speed is dead. She was Mike Spano, Town-Aligned Sane Cop and Sibling.
Jiggaman Tiga burst into his office, laughing hysterically. He ran into the alter, on which sat the red stone. It had given him exactly what he wanted - he was the ruler of all in the town. Not just the Mayor, but the King - the God. He ruled everyone left in the town, every last one of them!
Ray, The Government-Aligned Mayor snatched up the stone, and looked directly into the mirror at his only subject. Smiling, he burst out of the door and ran into the streets, laughing. He had won.
Congratulations to The Government (A Scum Faction) - the victors!
The mist rose slowly - the death and destruction fed its growth, and before the sun rose, the entire invisible dome that contained the town was filled with the churning black mass. The dome crackled with dark energy - and in a flash, the entire Town imploded. In its place was a deep crater - no trace of the Town could be seen.
Except for a single blood-red stone, sitting at the bottom of the crater.
END
In the interests of answering a lot of "what the hell is going on?" questions - I present an explanation and a full recap of the events of this game:
Everyone was divided into several different factions. The Town itself was a little weaker than usual - the point of this being that there were so many different Scum factions that it stood to reason that they would be at each other's throats before long.
The first component was the Cops. The hope was that there would be so much confusion from the investigators that no one would be able to make heads or tails of things until later days.
ErinPatricia was Kenline, Town-Aligned Insane Cop.
Eleanor Cromwell was Tommy, Town-Aligned Naďve Cop.
Andrea Speed was Mike Spano, Town-Aligned Sane Cop. (and Sibling - will get to that later)
Then the protective role - Mathew Smith was Michaela, Town-Aligned Doctor.
And the random post-restriction role - WhereIsTony was Toshiro, Town-Aligned Poet.
Adam Chapman was Freddy, Town-Aligned Hobo.Basically, as a bum, he would see all kinds of random night happenings and be told random information about what he saw. Like he saw "two people talking in an alley." - Vague, non specific, but interesting enough to put together some intelligence later in the game. Another one I was sad to see go early.
And finally, the equalizers.
Gabriel Diaz was Frank, Town-Aligned Executioner - he had what amounted to a day kill that could only be used when a person had half the required lynch votes, and only 4 times.
Scott A. Williams was The Baron, Town-Aligned Pathological Liar. His ability was kind of unique - it is a shame he died so soon. Basically, all he had to do was roleclaim one of the following roles: Cop, Vigilante, Doctor, Roleblocker, Commuter, or Bulletproof. He would gain the abilities of that role until he roleclaimed something else.
Then there was Solomon Grundy. He was Joe, Plant for the Government. Basically, he had no idea who was a part of The Government, but would receive nightly instructions from them, with a target for him to spread propaganda against.
Next were the three Mafia factions. The Family, which represented organized crime, The East-Side Bloods, a street gang, and The Government, the most evil gang of them all!
The Government essentially was all about control. They had no Night Kill, but some various abilities, which, when used together, could be very powerful.
Jiggaman Tiga was Ray, Government-Aligned Mayor. He showed up as innocent on investigations like a Godfather. He could submit a "Propoganda" hit to SolomonGrundy each night - a directive for him to attempt to get someone lynched. Also, he had the Governor's ability to stop a lynch, and grant a "pardon."
CommonAnomaly was Johann, Government-Aligned Scientist. A variation of the Mad Scientist Role, he could roleblock people, with the side effect being that they would be unable to speak until the next Night Phase.
Ben Lehnsherr was Hugo, Government-Aligned Framer. He could "frame" another player each night. To an investigator, his target would appear to be Guilty.
Spek1 was Pete, Government-Aligned Bodyguard. Standard Bodyguard - needless to say, he guarded Jigga almost every night.
The Family was all about organized crime, and was set up to run as a more cohesive criminal unit.
Mark Blicharz was Raul, Family-Aligned Goon. He was the first hitman for this faction. Like Red, they could only use their night kill on non-consecutive nights.
SSJ4Wolverine was Frankie, Family-Aligned Goon and Undercover Government Agent!. He was unknown to the government, but his job was to prevent The Family from taking any real action against Purple, and to attempt to cause them to do the Government's bidding.
gambit0001 was Tina, Family-Aligned Doll-face. The Roleblocker CA loved to love.
Justin Byrd was Sammy, Family-Aligned Godfather. Standard Godfather.
Jason Kanno was Paul Spano, Family-Aligned Goon He and Andrea (the Sane Cop were siblings. They could talk at night, but they knew nothing about each other other than what faction they belonged to. If one were to die, the other would commit suicide.
The East-Side Bloods were the random criminal element. They also had a night kill that could only be used on non-consecutive nights.
MongelRedCorps was 8-Ball, East-Side Bloods-Aligned Goon. He was also the designated assasin.
Blake Petit was Ottoman, East-Side Bloods-Aligned Bus Driver. Bus Drivers have the ability to switch two players so that any actions that target one get directed to the other.
cv_otaku was Nitro, East-Side Bloods-Aligned Bomb.You all know what a bomb is 
Chase Bouzigard was Parrot, East-Side Bloods-Aligned Toadie. He was replaced by WhereIsTony as the game progressed. He could only reply to other peoples posts with a quote, and agree with them.
Finally, out of the cave, emerged
Wolfwood was Caerbannog, A White Rabbit. He was neutral, and would also win if he was alive at the end of the game.
Game Recap
Night One
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches Ben Lehnsherr and Mark Blicharz
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses cv_otaku
Ben Lehnsherr (Framer) Frames Scott A. Williams
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates WhereIsTony (innocent)
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates WhereIsTony (innocent)
ErinPatricia (Insane Cop) investigates WhereIsTony (guilty)
Mathew Smith (Doctor) protects WhereIsTony
Spek1 (Bodyguard) protects Jiggaman Tiga
MongelRedCorps (Hitman) kills Adam Chapman
Mark Blicharz (Hitman) kills Adam Chapman
Day One
Scott A. Williams (Pathological Liar) Roleclaims Bulletproof
Gabriel Diaz (Executioner) kills WhereIsTony
Night Two
gambit0001 (Roleblocker) roleblocks Solomon Grundy
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses Mathew Smith
Ben Lehnsherr (Framer) Frames Scott A. Williams
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Mark Blicharz (guilty)
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Gabriel Diaz (innocent)
Matthew Smith (Doctor) protects Scott A Williams
Spek1 (Bodyguard) protects Jiggaman Tiga
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against Scott A Williams
Day Two
Scott A. Williams (Pathological Liar) roleclaims Commuter
Scott A. Williams (Pathological Liar) roleclaims Cop
Night Three
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches Scott A. Williams and Solomon_Grundy
gambit0001 (Roleblocker) Roleblocks Chase Bouzigard
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses Justin Byrd
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Solomon Grundy Scott A. Williams (innocent)
Scott A. Williams (Pathological Liar/Cop) investigates Solomon Grundy Scott A. Williams
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Spek1 (innocent)
ErinPatricia (Insane Cop) investigates gambit0001 (innocent)
Mathew Smith (Doctor) protects cv_otaku
Mark Blicharz (Hitman) kills Solomon_Grundy Scott A. Williams
MongelRedCorps (Hitman) kills Ben Lehnsherr
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against Scott A Williams Solomon_Grundy
Day Three
Nothing
Night Four
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches gambit0001 and Jiggaman Tiga
gambit0001 (Roleblocker) roleblocks Jiggaman Tiga gambit0001
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses Mathew Smith
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Andrea Speed (innocent)
Erin Patricia (Insane Cop) investigates Wolfwood (innocent)
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Chase Bouzigard (guilty)
Mathew Smith (Doctor) protects Solomon_Grundy
Spek1 (Bodyguard) protects Solomon Grundy
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against gambit0001 Jiggaman Tiga
Day Four
WhereIsTony replaces Chase Bouzigard (Toadie)
Mathew Smith (Doctor) is lynched
Night Five
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches WhereIsTony and Andrea Speed
gambit0001 (Roleblocker) roleblocks CommonAnomaly
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses Andrea Speed WhereIsTony
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Justin Byrd (guilty) (yeah - this was a screw-up. Only one in this complex a game ain't bad! … Didn't really effect the outcome anyway, she didn't even vote to lynch him...)
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates CommonAnomaly (innocent)
Spek1 (Bodyguard) protects CommonAnomaly
MongelRedCorps (Hitman) kills CommonAnomaly
Mark Blicharz (Hitman) kills ErinPatricia
Day Five
Gambit0001 (Roleblocker) is lynched
Night Six
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches Jiggaman Tiga and CommonAnomaly
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses Mark Blicharz
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates CommonAnomaly Jiggaman Tiga (innocent)
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates MongelRedCorps (innocent)
Spek1 (Bodyguard) protects CommonAnomaly Jiggaman Tiga
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against Mark Bicharz
Day Six
Mark Blicharz (Hitman) is lynched
Night Seven
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches Eleanor Cromwell and WhereIsTony
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses SSJ4Wolverine
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Gabriel Diaz (innocent)
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Justin Byrd (innocent)
Spek1 (Bodyguard) protects Jiggaman Tiga
MongelRedCorps (Hitman) kills Wolfwood
SSJ4Wolverine (Hitman) kills Gabriel Diaz
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against Justin Byrd
Day Seven
Gabriel Diaz (Executioner) kills Justin Byrd (Godfather)
Night Eight
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches Andrea Speed and WhereIsTony
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses SSJ4Wolverine
Spek1 (Bodyguard) protects Jiggaman Tiga
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Jiggaman Tiga (innocent)
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Blake Petit (innocent)
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against SSJ4Wolverine
Day Eight
SSJ4Wolverine is lynched
Night Nine
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches Andrea Speed and MongelRedCorps
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses Andrea Speed MongelRedCorps
Spek1 (Bodyguard) protects Jiggaman Tiga
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Spek1 (guilty)
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates cv_otaku (innocent)
MongelRedCorps (Hitman) kills CommonAnomaly
Jason Kanno (Hitman) kills WhereIsTony
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against Gabriel Diaz
Day Nine
Gabriel Diaz (Executioner) kills Spek1
Night Ten
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses Blake Petit
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) switches Jiggaman Tiga and cv_otaku
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Jiggaman Tiga (innocent)
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Blake Petit (guilty)
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against Blake Petit
Day Ten
Blake Petit (Bus Driver) is lynched.
Night Eleven
CommonAnomaly (Scientist) nerve gasses cv_otaku
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates MongelRedCorps (guilty)
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Jiggaman Tiga (innocent)
MongelRedCorps (Hitman) kills Gabriel Diaz
Jason Kanno (Hitman) kills CommonAnomaly
The Government instructs Solomon Grundy to spread propoganda against cv_otaku
Day Eleven
MongelRedCorps is lynched
Night Twelve
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Jason Kanno (innocent)
Day Twelve
cv_otaku is lynched
Solomon_Grundy is killed by cv_otaku
Night Thirteen
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) investigates Eleanor Cromwell (innocent)
Eleanor Cromwell (Naďve Cop) investigates Jason Kanno (innocent)
Jason Kanno (Hitman) kills Eleanor Cromwell
Day Fourteen
Jason Kanno (Hitman/Sibling) is lynched
Andrea Speed (Sane Cop/Sibling) commits suicide
Jiggaman Tiga - the sole survivor - is victorious |
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