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Mafia Chaos Mafia V: This Time it's Personal. Endgame: This Is The Greatest Plan!

Night 0: Fleeing Another Complex
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    Night 0: Fleeing Another Complex

    A lone stick figure walked down the hallway of the complex and sighed. Here he was trapped inside yet another prison. How and why did this keep happening to him?
    He shrugged his shoulders and decided to look on the bright side. At least he hadn't actually been locked in a cell this time and he was pretty much given free range to do as he pleased.

    This fact puzzled him even more, though. What was this place? There were no guards here. There seemed to be fairly minimal security. On the whole, this actually didn't seem to be such a bad situation. He'd broken out of much worse places than this one.

    Still, he figured that it would probably be best to find the central control area. If he was going to get answers, it would probably be from there. He wandered around the vast hallway until he located a map. He traced the path to the control room with his finger, and committed it to memory.

    As he wandered down the maze-like corridors, he noticed that there didn't even appear to be anyone else in this building. That was also confusing, but he sighed and carried on. Answers were just ahead.

    Arriving at the control room, the stickman didn't even have to bypass any security measures. The automatic door slid open as soon as he arrived. Spooky. He walked in, and the first thing he noticed was a big red button labelled "DO NOT PRESS!"

    Naturally, the stick figure walked right over to that button and immediately pressed it...and, of course, all hell broke loose.

    Dear DarthWolf,

    You don't have any power to uphold that rule :p
    Seriously lone, assuming there is no miller, MEs role is literally to hunt me and only me, this is too realistic XD
    You are DarthWolf, a moderator of The War Room and ME's Wayward Son.

    Unlike your older brother, Lone_Garurumon, you feel compelled to constantly rebel against your father, the infamous Magnificent Entertainer, despite the fact that you seem to lose every time you battle against him. As a result of this, your relationship with ME has become an inside joke of The War Room, to the point where ME somehow finds ways to kill you, even if you're not participating in a particular game...case in point, this right here.
    Anyway, your favorite food is waffles, and you're actually not a half bad mafia player...as long as Papa ME isn't around. Don't let that last bit disconcert you, though. He only kills you because he wants to make you stronger. Nobody ever said ME was a good parent.
    Still, despite the dysfunctional nature of your relationship with ME, you two actually have a mutual respect for each other, and, if you're being honest with yourself, the real reason you rebel against your father is because it's fun and you always learn something from having your butt kicked.

    In this particular game, you get killed because somebody pushed a red button. I'm not sure how, or why, but, somehow, that triggers the events that unfold in Chaos Mafia V. As such, you are the Sacrificial Lamb. Despite claiming to be a wolf, it seems like you were a sheep in wolf's clothing this whole time, and now you're dead. Not to worry, though. This happens all the time.

    You aren't allied with anyone, but you are opposing Magnificent Entertainer. Since you're already dead, and he's still alive, it looks like he won again. Lousy cheater.


    It is now Night 0. Please confirm receipt of your roles. This phase will last for a little over 31.5 hours (ends at 9:00pm US CDT on 9/10/20). Anyone who has not confirmed their role by the start of Day 1 will be subbed out. (Usually I wouldn't be that harsh, but it's been a few months since signups, so...)
     
    Day 1: Chaos, As Usual
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    Day 1: Chaos, As Usual

    With DarthWolf's death, it seemed as though everything was just business as usual in TWR.
    Unfortunately, killing the Sith Puppy wasn't the only effect that pushing the big red button had.

    All throughout the formerly empty complex, portals were starting to appear. From those portals, several...beings...spawned.

    Some were a little wired. Others were angry. A few were sad or scared. Most were confused. All were unusual in their own ways.

    The stick figure in the control room facepalmed, as it looked like this whole thing was just another massive Fail.

    Still, though, he thought, as he locked himself in the control room and pulled out some popcorn, he could at least see where this went.

    It is now Day 1. This phase will last for 48 hours and will conclude on 9/12/20 at 9:00pm US CDT. We are looking for three subs for this game. I will be subbing in order of first come, first serve and in the order that I received the requests.
     
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    Night 1: Well, that was a waste of time
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    Final Day 1 Votals:
    Jinjo: I (MegaPod)
    MegaPod: IV (Jinjo, FinalArcadia, HumanDawn, Rainbow Cloud)
    HumanDawn: I (Zachie)
    Zachie: I (Snowy)
    DarthWolf: IV (TheCapsFan, DarthWolf, Space, Crystal Onix)
    Snowy: I (DawningWinds)
    TheCapsFan: II (Lone_Garurumon, Midorikawa)

    Night 1: Well, that was a waste of time

    The stick figure sat contentedly in the control room, watching as the assembled...beings...discussed their current situation, as well as the death of DarthWolf.
    He chowed down on his popcorn and watch the time tick away slowly as the arguments heated up.
    At the end of the day, a few of the beings decided they wanted to kill one of the other beings, whom they believed was acting suspicious. Another equally sized faction wanted to kill a different being, suspecting he wanted to be killed.

    Not wanting to disappoint them, the stick figure in the control room selected the chosen beings icons on the monitors and pressed a big button with a skull and crossbones on it.
    He waited for a few moments...
    Nothing happened

    Confused, the stick figured pushed the button again. And again. To no avail. He frowned and decided to just give up, instead.

    Nobody has died. It is now Night 1. The Phase will end in 24 hours at 9:00pm US CDT.
    Also, I believe a countdown was requested.
     
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    Day 2: Everybody Do The Flop!
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    Day 2: Everybody Do The Flop!

    The stick figure sat casually in the control room, observing the unfolding Chaos around him.
    Suddenly, through the broadcasting system, and from all of the computer speakers in the control room One of us by ABBA began playing, but the lyrics had been slightly modified to say "one of us is dying."
    The stick figure clutched his head in pain, as the frequency of the broadcast threatened to cause it to burst. Quickly, he looked in the drawers of the nearest station. Relieved by his good luck, he found a noise cancelling headset. He put in on, just before the onslaught irreparably ruptured his eardrums.
    ME has survived the sonic attack, but he has lost his 1x Deathproof.

    As the noise died down, the stick figure glanced to his left, and saw that Flop was not as lucky.

    Dear Doctor Floptopus,

    asdfmovie said:
    Everybody do the Flop!
    You are Doctor Floptopus, beloved member of The War Room. This role PM is fake.

    You joined the Bulbagarden forums on December 24th, 2013, and have time and again proven why you are a Christmas present for The War Room. In addition to your skills as a mafia player, you've also hosted several games, including ME's very first hosted game Masters of the Whoniverse, and, of course, your signature series Chaos Mafia, which Magnificent Entertainer has helped you with since the second installment.
    You are currently an engineering student, and are working hard in your classes to become a full fledged Maniacal Engineer. One day, you will succeed. For now, however, you are the embodiment of Chaos Mafia, as you find yourself hosting yet another exciting Chaos Mafia game.

    You've worked long and hard on the setup, and thought very carefully about how to get the maximum amount of chaos from each character and item. As such, you do not appreciate it when you are killed for your efforts. Due to this, you are the Post Restricting Spirit. If you are killed, for any reason and by any character, all of the remaining players will be punished by only being able to post in asdfmovie quotes, both in thread and in OC, for the following phase.

    You are the Host, which means you are allied only to yourself. You win pretty much no matter what, so congratulations.

    The stick figure blinked. Had she been in the control room earlier? He hadn't noticed. The stick figure shrugged, and sat back down to watch the monitors.

    On one screen, a yellow tentacled creature with a smiling face was slinking down the corridor, searching for somebody. His eyes fell on a light brown haired man, who was standing by a pool table, lining up with the stick to take a shot. If possible, the yellow creature's smile got even wider, as he began to approach the pool playing man.
    However, before he could arrive at his destination, the yellow tentacled creature bumped into something invisible. Before he could get his bearings, a scary looking individual with pink hair walked out of a nearby doorway, and blocked his path.
    "You," the pink haired individual said, "I can sense that there is more to you than meets the eye. Fight me!"
    The yellow tentacled creature reared back, eager to avoid the unnecessary conflict, but the pink haired stranger was not to be denied. He cornered the yellow tentacled creature, and quickly killed him.

    Dear Rainbow Cloud,

    KoroSensei's goals said:
    The tentacles asked him "what do you want to be ?" and he answered "I want to be weak." A creature that appears helpless, something so ridiculous that you want to just squeeze him to death! Something that can suss out the vulnerabilities in other creatures with its tentacles, that can protect them, and lead them. That was the creature... no... the teacher... he wanted to become.
    You are KoroSensei from Assassination Classroom.

    Just a humble homeroom teacher of Class 3-E at Kunugigaoka Junior High School, your appearance is similar to a large yellow octopus with a constantly smiling face. You are fiercely protective of your students, and you get extremely angry when the physical or emotional well-being of any of your students is in danger.
    You connect with your students on an individual level, and you are able to help them with their problems and guide them through life. As a result, you are well respected by all of your students, despite claiming that you will blow up the earth in a year. This is a fake PM.
    You love sweets, and are a very perverted character, with the goal of collecting all of the porn magazines.
    You have a number of interesting powers and abilities, including changing your skin color, which you can use to show your emotions (since your face is perpetually smiling) or for camouflage, and you can regenerate any severed limbs, though this does decrease your stamina. You are also extremely smart and have an Eidetic memory.
    However, you also have a number of weaknesses, including motion sickness, an inability to swim, tone-deafness, an inability to tolerate alcohol, juicy gossip, and, oddly, a weakness to boobs.

    You enjoy giving other people absurd and seemingly mundane tasks to perform. As such, you are the Teacher. Each night, you may target any other player. That player will be given a post restriction with the opportunity of abiding by it or not. If the player accepts the post restriction, you are given a 1x BPV. If the player refuses to accept the post restriction, they will be roleblocked the following night.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by ZinnLav.
    The pink haired individual sighed.
    "All too easy," he said, dejectedly.

    Meanwhile, a pink starfish had put an icecream cone on his head and was staring intently at a whimsical looking man in a top hat.
    "May I help you with something?" inquired the man, bemused.
    "Nope," said the starfish, taking out a piece of paper and jotting a note on it, "I've got what I came for."
    As he walked away, the starfish took the cone off his head and ate it.

    A third monitor showed a long eared grey skinned individual in wizard robes attempting to cast a spell on a strangely colored cat. The magical entity waved his staff around, and pulled out a card.
    Unfortunately, the card slipped from his grasp, and it landed at the feet of a short, blue haired individual, who happened to be walking towards the control room. The spell went out of control and the blue haired individual was engulfed in multicolored flames.
    Dear Midorikawa,

    Valt Aoi said:
    Not all of us can pull off wearing a cape to school everyday.
    You are Valt Aoi, the main protagonist from the Beyblade Burst series.

    Short, but powerful, you are a very enthusiastic Beyblader and founded the Beigoma Academy BayClub. You wield Valtryek, an Attack-Type Beyblade, and together you have competed in many tournaments, proving your power by becoming the "Number One Blader in The World." When you first started Beybattling, you were a complete novice, and rushed in to battle without any knowledge, causing your nerves to get the better of you and your Beyblade to go flying out of the stadium. However, you've proven that you can learn from your mistakes and be tactical during your battles. In a rematch against your first opponent, you were able to discover your adversary's weakness and managed to defeat him.
    You have a childish personality, and clown around a lot, but you also have a very outgoing and sociable personality, being willing to forgive and befriend even people who have wronged you in the past. You are also very sensitive and get angry when other people insult you or your friends. In addition, you are known for your good sportsmanship and care less about winning a match than having fun during the match. You have a very close connection to your Beyblade, and you often talk to it and are able to understand what it is saying. You become very upset when your Beyblade is stolen or misplaced. This PM is a fake.

    One of your special moves is called "Turbo Awakening," which normally allows you to activate the Turbo Blades on Turbo Valtryek, giving it more attack power. However, in this game, you can use that ability to provide others with more power for the night. As such, you are the Empowerer. Each night, you may PM the hosts: "Power up <player>," and, if that player has an action, they will be able to perform it twice that night.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Zachie.

    The grey skinned magician casually picked up the card, and shrugged, attempting to resume the spellcasting.

    Quite suddenly, in the middle of everything, an outhouse appeared.

    It is now Day 2. All living players must post in adsfmovie quotes for the full day in thread and in OC. No exceptions. An outhouse has been built in the thread...for some reason. Phase ends in 48 hours at 9:00pm US CDT on 9/15. If you're looking for a countdown look no further.
     
    Night 2: Chocolate Rain
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    HELP I AM STUCK IN A SYNAGOGUE ZOOM MEETING!!!!!!!!

    Final Day 2 Votals:
    DekuNut: 14.5 (HumanDawn, FinalArcadia, Zachie, Space, TheCapsFan, Snowy, Lone_Garurumon, Pika_Pika42, ZinnLav, Tood, Officer Snake, DawningWinds, Jinjo, MegaPod, Crystal Onix)

    Night 2: Chocolate Rain


    The stick figure watched contentedly as the bizarre entities spent the whole day spouting nonsense. He gleefully consumed copious amounts of popcorn while observing the monitors.
    Despite the inane ramblings, or perhaps as a result of them, a pink starfish scribbled a note, which he attached to the back of the top hat wearing man's purple suit.
    The note read: "Am Scum. Plz Lycnh."

    The other beings took their cue from the starfish, and all proceeded to gang up on the purple suited man, who remained perfectly silent, and blissfully unaware of the goings on around him, since he was in a world of pure imagination.
    With the strange entities coming to a near unanimous decision, as the sun set, the stick figure selected the top hatted man's icon, and once again pushed on the big button with the skull and crossbones.

    This time, though, the result was instantaneous. A trapdoor opened up underneath the man and dropped him onto a large scale with only two measurements, "Good" and "Bad."
    The scale tipped towards "Bad," and the man was tumbled into a dark abyss, never to be seen again.

    Dear DekuNut,

    Willy Wonka said:
    A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
    You are Willy Wonka, as portrayed by Gene Wilder in the 1971 film Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.

    Truly the superior version of Willy Wonka, you are devious, witty, and slightly insane, while still maintaining a sense of whimsicality and mystery about you. Before the events depicted in the movie, you ran a factory which produced the best candy products in the world. However, corporate espionage from your competitors resulted in you shutting down your factory to any outsiders. Instead, you employed Oompa Loompas to work in your factory. After building up a mystique about your products, you decided to hold a competition and invite five random children into your factory by hiding Golden Tickets in random candy bars throughout the world, prompting mass chaos and hysteria. All according to plan.
    When the children arrive, you take them on a tour of your factory, wherein you have numerous surprises in store. However, the children being naughty, they eventually all misbehave and end up in sticky, and potentially life threatening, situations.

    You are a brilliant candy inventor, and your innovations in the industry have made you a household name, as such, you are the Inventor. You have numerous inventions at your disposal that you can choose to give to others. Each item is single-use, and you can only give out one item per night.
    These items are:
    Chocolate
    Squirrel
    Television Teleport
    All-flavor gum
    This role PM is fake.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by FinalArcadia.

    "Well," mused the stickfigure, seeing the results, "I guess he wasn't a bad egg, after all."

    It is now Night 2. Phase ends in 24 hours at 9:00pm US CDT. Here is your countdown. Also, I guess it's Tax Day now. Please pay all overdue taxes to ME immediately...or else. Also as a reminder: IF YOU WERE GIVEN AN ITEM AT THE START OF THE GAME, YOU MUST PASS IT ALONG AT THE END OF THIS PHASE, OR ELSE IT WILL DISAPPEAR. You may still use the items this phase, though, since they will be passed at the phase update.
     
    Day 3: Bill Folds
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    Day 3: Bill Folds

    The stickfigure paced around in the control room, nervously. Though he was entertained by the shenanigans occurring outside in the complex, he also remembered the sonic attack which had occurred the day before and nearly killed him.
    Almost as if on cue, Happy by Pharrell Williams began playing through the PA system and the speakers in the control room. The stick figure immediately covered his ears and closed his eyes in anticipation, but a minute later he opened one eye. No pain. Nothing. Just a nice upbeat song. He smiled as he began dancing in the control room.
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    ME is feeling particularly generous and happy today.

    Meanwhile, in the hallways, chaos was starting to break loose again. A speedy yellow creature zipped down a corridor, passing by a pink haired man in ridiculous purple pants. As he flew by the pink haired man, the yellow entity lashed out, as quick as lightning, and struck the purple panted man.
    The pink haired man in purple pants collapsed, and began to spasm on the ground, fizzling in and out of existence.
    "WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?!?!" shouted the confused man.

    A brown haired man was watching this unfold in front of him through the scope of a Sniper Rifle. He observed as the pink haired man's body began convulsing and venting steam. The brown haired man wasn't sure what was going on, but he was sure that he didn't want any part of it. Quick as a wink, he fired the rifle, and watched as the bullet pierced the convulsing man's body. Surprisingly, the convulsing and steam venting immediately stopped, and the pink haired man's body stopped fizzling. The pink haired man stood up, gave himself a quick once over, shrugged, brushed some dust off his shoulders, and walked away.
    "What in the world?" muttered the brown haired man.

    The pink haired man continued walking down the hallway, but was soon interrupted by a man with purple eyes, who beckoned him from an open doorway. Curious, the pink haired man entered the room. The door closed behind him.

    In another area, a CIA Agent was attempting to interrogate the pink starfish.
    He sighed, exasperated.
    "Okay," he said, "let's take it from the top."
    "The top of what?" asked the starfish, a blob of drool coming out of the corner of his mouth.
    "Name?" inquired the agent.
    "My name?" asked the starfish.
    "No!" exclaimed the agent, sarcastically, "my name."
    "I don't know your name," said the starfish.
    The CIA Agent took his gun out of its holster and casually pointed it at the starfish.
    "You play games with me, mister, and you're through," he threatened.
    "I am?" asked the starfish, gleefully clapping its...uhhhhhhh hands? together, "can I go now?"

    Before the frustrated agent could reply, a pink haired man wearing a vest with the heart and diamonds symbol on it walked through a nearby intersection. He looked up at the unfolding interrogation and smiled sinisterly.
    "Hello there," he said walking toward the CIA Agent.
    "Hold it," the agent said, swiveling and pointing his gun at the approaching man, "don't come any closer, or I'll shoot."
    "Go ahead," smirked the pink haired man, "shoot away."
    The agent fired his gun again and again, but the pink haired man kept approaching.
    By the time he realized it would probably have been a better idea to run away, it was far too late.

    Dear CyanideCrystal,

    Bill Wilson said:
    Was getting caught part of your plan?
    You are Bill Wilson, a minor character from The Dark Knight Rises.

    An Agent from the CIA, your mission is to capture Dr. Leonid Pavel, a nuclear physicist, from Uzbekistan. Your contact for that mission was one Barsad, who dropped off not only Dr. Pavel, but also three hooded men who allegedly worked for "the masked man." You and your prisoners boarded a CIA airplane and headed back toward the United States.
    Intrigued, hoping to get a promotion, and eager to gain more information about "the masked man," who was rumored to be leading the remnants of the League of Shadows, you questioned the prisoners for information. Your attempted intimidation tactic was to pretend to shoot the silent prisoners. The tactic failed, as one of the prisoners turned out to be "the masked man" himself, Bane, who revealed his presence and proceeded to abduct Dr. Pavel and crash your plane, killing everyone aboard and faking the death of Dr. Pavel.

    Because you are an Agent of the CIA, you are always armed and dangerous. As such, you are the Vigilante. Each night, you may target a player, and that player will die. this PM is fake.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Officer Snake.

    Hidden: your gun is actually loaded with blanks, so your shots will actually not accomplish anything.

    The pink haired man turned to face the pink starfish, who was staring blankly at the wall, with a puddle of saliva at his feet.
    "You're not worth my time," he said, turning and walking away.

    READ THIS CAREFULLY! It is now Day 3. Due to Rosh Hashanah, Day 3 will be ending 3 hours earlier than usual, at 6pm US CDT on 9/18. You may find a countdown here. The following night phase will hast for ~51 hours, as ME celebrates his New Year. There will be further interference in phase updates due to more upcoming Jewish holidays. I apologize for the inconvenience.
     
    Night 3: Lightning Quick Update
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    Final Day 3 Votals:
    Pika_Pika42: 9.5 (ZinnLav, Zachie, Tood, DawningWinds, Space, Crystal Onix, DarthWolf, TheCapsFan, Lone_Garurumon, FinalArcadia)

    Zachie: 1 (MegaPod)
    Space: 2 (HumanDawn, Jinjo)

    Night 3: Lightning Quick Update

    The strange entities had spoken once again, so the stick figure in the control room pushed a button, and the speedy yellow creature was killed.

    Dear Pika_Pika42,

    Lightning quoting The Divine Comedy said:
    Through me you pass into the sparkle of woe.
    Through me you pass into anguishing brilliance.
    Through me among the light lost for aye.
    All hope abandon ye who enter here.
    You are Lightning, the main antagonist from Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS. This is a fake role PM.

    Cool, calm, and collected, you are the first leader of the Ignis, a group of advanced AI invented by Dr. Kogami as a result of the Hanoi Project. As usually happens when AI are given free will, you turned on humanity and your ultimate goal is to unite all of the Ignis into a single body and rule over humans. You are cold, calculating, manipulative, and deceptive, and you are not above using your fellow Ignis in order to accomplish your goal, as when you reprogrammed Windy, a fellow Ignis, to help you overthrow humanity.
    You outwardly believe yourself to be superior to everyone else, but inwardly, your arrogance and your actions stem from an inferiority complex, as you were shown numerous simulations that showed you to be the weakest of the Ignis and unable to form a bond with humanity and that you would cause the mutual destruction of the Ignis and humanity. Jealous over your fellow Ignis, you proceeded to cause them misery with the ultimate goal of using them to be reborn as a superior Lightning. Ironically, these actions lead to exactly the same outcome the simulations predicted.
    You have a number of powers at your disposal, including the ability to reprogram other Ignis, as well as your superior intellect and speed. You can also create other advanced AI with free will and implanting false memories and infecting humans with computer viruses.

    Given your "human" name of Lightning, it would be a crime against Chaos Mafia if you weren't given the Lightning role. Whenever you are targeted by someone during the night, your role will passively redirect their action back at them. This will not work against factional kills.

    You are a member of the Mafia, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated or this is inevitable.
    This character was submitted by HumanDawn.

    Hidden: those who attempt to target you will also become infected with a computer virus, rendering all their action results as Insane for the remainder of the game.

    It is now Night 3. Night 3 will last for 51 hours. here.
    See you all next year!
     
    Day 4: Lightning Never Strikes The Same Place Twice...or does it?
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    Day 4: Lightning Never Strikes The Same Place Twice...or does it?

    "Dad, we can see the threat." The green ship rocketed through the ocean at incredible speed, coming closer and closer to the sea monster. Inside the craft, sat two men in silver jumpsuits. The younger of the two punched a complicated sequence of buttons. A cheerful beeping sounded, and the men nodded in satisfaction. Hatches opened on either side of the vehicle, and out of them slid two gigantic harpoon launchers. The older man hit a few more switches, and looked to his brother for confirmation. Together, they hit the large red button on the central console, sending the harpoons rocketing towards their target. The leviathan screeched in pain when they buried themselves in its hide, and then there was silence.
    Dear DawningWinds,

    Reefback Leviathan said:
    mwooooooooooooooooooooooaiaoauauaauoauoauouaooouououououoouuououououououououououoouououuooumwoooooooooooooooooooaoaaooaaoaououououououououuuuuuuooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
    You are a Reefback Leviathan from Subnautica.

    The second largest passive life form in the Subnautica universe, your body has a thick dark-blue carapace and has a rounded, triangular front. Attached to your main body are three long tentacles. When in danger, your tentacles will flail quickly, and you will move slightly faster for a short time. You have bioluminescent stripes going down your sides and middle, and eight bioluminescent bulbs on either side of your body, which serve some unknown purpose in your digestive system.
    Your species tends to drift slowly around the open waters in groups of two or more, communicating with a range of low-frequency, echoing calls. Being completely passive, the only time you adjust your trajectory or altitude is when you bump into obstacles. This is a fake role PM.
    Adults of your species support entire mini-ecosystems on their backs, as many smaller species of flora and fauna make their homes around you, including coral, Tiger plants, and barnacles.

    Being a completely passive species, there isn't much that you do. However, your sheer bulk can potentially, unintentionally, cause harm to others. As such, you are the Even Night Granny.
    On any even night, you will kill any player who targets you with an action for any reason. This takes priority over any action that player would have performed on you.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Lone_Garurumon.

    The stick figure nodded his satisfaction. Over the speakers, a haunting symphony played as he switched the monitor feed to show a Lone figure. He leaned forward with interest.
    ME is now drunk. This should be interesting...

    The dog hummed and fiddled with his guitar, trying to get it in tune. As he strummed a chord to check his tuning, he was unaware of the hole opening up in the earth behind him. The beginning notes of his newest melody drowned out the click of a gun being cocked by his assailant. As the mole squeezed the trigger, there was a blur of yellow and an unpleasant squelching sound. "Nuruhuhuhuhuhu... Don't let me catch you threatening my students again, or there'll be trouble..." The rodent whimpered in fear and burrowed away again. But before the dog could turn around and thank his savior, he was gone in another blur.

    Two cats sat side by side: one purple, the other sparkling black They meowed at each other, getting louder and louder as they meowed in sync. Their meows began to distort and twist, crackling with unholy power. A wind breathed in from nowhere, ruffling their whiskers. The ground in front of them glowed, and out rose a golden being that stretched its limbs in satisfaction, as if it had just woken up from a good nap.
    @Pika_pika42 has been resurrected!

    A muscular man in a sharp suit hung suspended in time. Next to him stood a pink-haired man in a hideous purple outfit. The pink-haired man frowned as he tried to make out two fighting figures in the distance. One, a male figure in a long, brown coat, was whaling on a shapeless pink blob. But the pink blob stood still, looking unbothered by the assault. Eventually, the man in the brown coat collapsed from exhaustion and the pink creature left, with a sigh of irritation audible even from a distance.

    A man in a blue suit and helmet frowned at the report he was reading. "Not Shane, Huh. Well, he can't run forever."

    It is now Day 4. Day 4 will last for 48 hours and will conclude at 9:00pm US CDT on 9/22. There should be a countdown around here...somewhere. Oh. Also. Happy New Year, everyone!
     
    Night 4: Stealing My Thunder
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    Final Day 4 Votals:
    Pika_Pika42: 11.5 (ZinnLav, Lone_Garurumon, Zachie, FinalArcadia ,Tood, Jinjo, MegaPod, Space, HumanDawn, Officer Snake, DarthWolf, Snowy)

    Officer Snake: 1 (TheCapsFan)
    Magnificent Entertainer: 1 (Pika_Pika42)

    The stick figure frowned at the recently resurrected entity. Something seemed different about them, but he couldn't tell what it was...probably because he'd consumed too much alcohol.
    Either way, it looked like the other entities wanted him gone again, so the stick figure put down the bottle of whiskey and got to work.
    He selected the revived being's icon, and pressed the button with the skull and crossbones on it.

    Instantly, a Groudon appeared in the thread, causing it to be very Sunny out with its Drought ability.
    In the absence of clouds and rain, the revived entity quickly perished, ending with a pitiful whimper.

    Dear Pika_Pika42,

    The Forces of Nature said:
    Foolish lackeys! You do not stand a chance against THUNDER AND LIGHTNING!
    You are Thunder from the Teen Titans Television show.

    A fun loving individual, you have the power of thunder at your disposal, and you and your brother, Lightning, were first seen wreaking havoc just so you could have a little fun. You caused a lot of damage and carnage, and, ultimately, you ended up being manipulated by the vile villain Slade into creating a terrible fire creature that nearly destroyed the city. However, you were just looking to have a little fun, and never truly meant to cause any harm. Eventually, with some persuading by Beast Boy, of all people, you saw the error of your ways, and you helped persuade your brother that your fun was wrong, since it hurt other people. You two then combined your powers to make it rain, putting an end to the fire creature's rampage.
    You eventually earn Teen Titans communicators to become honorary Titans and are part of the team that ultimately defeats the Brotherhood of Evil. This is a fake role PM.

    Thunder always comes after Lightning, since the speed of sound is slower than the speed of light. As such, should you be revived after being killed, you will be resurrected into this form. Since, as it turns out, you are not actually evil, you are the Saulus and are now allied with the Town. However, every time you try to tell the other Townies who the remaining mafiosos are, your power of Thunder comes in and drowns out your voice, making it impossible for them to understand you. You must also always follow the largest vote bandwagon, unless it is on yourself, in which case, you can vote for whoever you want.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was hijacked by ME.

    The remaining entities were very confused, but the stick figure didn't care. He sat in his office chair and began spinning around in circles...which, given his copious amount of alcohol consumption was probably not a great idea.
    ME seems slightly queasy.

    It is now Night 4. Night 4 will end at 9:00pm US CDT on 9/23. Your countdown is here.
     
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    Day 5: Seaing Stars
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    Day 5: Seaing Stars

    The stick figure quickly dashed out of the control room, looking for the nearest restroom, as his nausea overcame him. Spinning around in that office chair had been a really, really lousy idea.
    Unfortunately, in his haste, he neglected to close the door properly.

    A strange looking mole in a hardhat and overalls popped into the control room, and looked around curiously. He glanced at the nearest console, and, to his horror, saw a big green button labeled "RESET!"
    Enraged, the mole took his pickax and swung it at the button. The mining tool slammed into the console, utterly trashing it. Unfortunately, the resulting short circuit tore a hole in the time/space continuum, causing a large whirlwind.
    When the maelstrom subsided, a familiar, and very confused, figure was standing in the control room.
    Pika_Pika42 has been revived...again.

    The mole quickly fled from the office, hoping nobody noticed what he had done. Fortunately, an ancient man with extremely thick glasses shuffled into the room, his slippers poking out from underneath a sinister looking black robe with red trimming. He took one look at the revived entity and shook his head.
    "Oh no," he said, "we can't be having that."
    He proceeded to take out one of his trademarked Doomsday devices, pointed it at the revived being and fired.
    Pika_Pika42 has been killed...again. Hopefully for good this time.
    Dear Pika_Pika42,

    The Forces of Nature said:
    Foolish lackeys! You do not stand a chance against THUNDER AND LIGHTNING!
    You are Thunder from the Teen Titans Television show.

    A fun loving individual, you have the power of thunder at your disposal, and you and your brother, Lightning, were first seen wreaking havoc just so you could have a little fun. You caused a lot of damage and carnage, and, ultimately, you ended up being manipulated by the vile villain Slade into creating a terrible fire creature that nearly destroyed the city. However, you were just looking to have a little fun, and never truly meant to cause any harm. Eventually, with some persuading by Beast Boy, of all people, you saw the error of your ways, and you helped persuade your brother that your fun was wrong, since it hurt other people. You two then combined your powers to make it rain, putting an end to the fire creature's rampage.
    You eventually earn Teen Titans communicators to become honorary Titans and are part of the team that ultimately defeats the Brotherhood of Evil. This is a fake role PM.

    Thunder always comes after Lightning, since the speed of sound is slower than the speed of light. As such, should you be revived after being killed, you will be resurrected into this form. Since, as it turns out, you are not actually evil, you are the Saulus and are now allied with the Town. However, every time you try to tell the other Townies who the remaining mafiosos are, your power of Thunder comes in and drowns out your voice, making it impossible for them to understand you. You must also always follow the largest vote bandwagon, unless it is on yourself, in which case, you can vote for whoever you want.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was hijacked by ME.

    "Pow!" exclaimed the old man, enthusiastically, "we took care of the time travel paradox!"
    With that, he shuffled off, looking for some unsuspecting saps to tell his good news to.

    Meanwhile, a bored looking man in a white lab coat strolled casually into the control room. He saw the smoking console and shook his head, sadly. That could have been his only way to get back home. He shrugged and sat down at one of the computers, pulling up classified files on the mysterious entity in charge. His eyes widened as he came across a pretty damning bit of information. He quickly printed out a hard copy.
    As he approached the printer, he heard a noise from outside the control room. Someone was coming! He quickly grabbed the sheet of paper and ran out of the office, not noticing that he dropped something shiny on the ground in the process.

    Meanwhile a purple cat was walking along the hallway, when, suddenly, he was nabbed by a bunch of yellow tentacles and dragged into a nearby classroom. The cat rolled its eyes. Though he could escape anytime he wanted to, he could at least do the tentacled creature the favor of seeing what it wanted.

    In another part of the giant complex, a purple eyed man in elegant clothing stared at another cat through the scope on a sniper rifle. He was about to pull the trigger when the elderly man in the almost Satanic (but definitely scientific) black robe shuffled in and knocked into him.
    "Oops," said the old man, as the purple eyed man accidentally pulled the trigger.
    The bullet went extremely wide, completely missing the cat, who was now so startled that it began to dance frantically, hoping it could complete its signature move in time.
    Alas, the bullet ricocheted off a nearby mirror, bounced off two walls, and proceeded to hit the dancing cat square in the middle of its head.
    Dear Jinjo,

    Singing Cats said:
    Oh! Well, I never! Was there ever a cat so clever as Magical Mr Mistoffelees?
    You are the Magical Mister Mistoffelees from the musical Cats.

    Known as "The Original Conjuring Cat," you have performed many wondrous magical tricks, which leave the other cats in awe. You are mischievous and have a competitive streak about you. That having been said, your powers do tend to come in handy, and you've used them for the benefit of your fellow Cats throughout your adventures. Your biggest and most important magical feat was rescuing the beloved leader of the Jellicle cats, Old Deuteronomy.
    You have many magical abilities, such as: conjuring up objects, including other cats and your ability to manipulate light. You can also create small explosions have telekinesis. In the original production of the musical, you were even shown to have the power to bring two lifeless trash puppets to life. On top of all that, you are quite limber and an excellent dancer. Truly you are a feline with many talents and abilities. This role PM is fake.

    Your magical powers are potent, but your signature move, the "Conjuring turn," is very complex and requires twenty-four consecutive fouettés , which ME assumes is some ridiculous dance move. Furthermore, you are still fairly young and learning about your powers. As such, you have Skyrocketing Vote Power. Should you survive beyond Night 5, you will have 5 votes every day. Since Cats have nine lives, this shouldn't be a problem...right? :p

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by DekuNut.

    As the purple eyed man and the old man stared at each other in amazement, the elderly man had only one thing to say.
    "Hail Science!"

    The pink starfish was walking down the hallway, looking for something to eat when, suddenly, he tripped over a rock and went flying.

    Dear HumanDawn,

    Patrick Star said:
    Is mayonnaise an instrument?
    You are Patrick Star, from the television show SpongeBob SquarePants.

    You are Squidward's second annoying neighbor, and you and your best friend, SpongeBob, cause him no end of misery and headaches. You're not exactly the sharpest light bulb in the crayon box, and your idiocy and general laziness are often used as a comedic gag throughout the series. While you do get along well with SpongeBob, and Sandy tolerates you and views you as a friend, most of the residents of Bikini Bottom tend to view you as annoying or usually just ignore you...except for when you're needlessly causing panic. Despite your below average IQ, you come up with relatively simple solutions even to complex problems, which actually work sometimes. This role PM is fake.
    You take the phrase "living under a rock" way too seriously, as your home is a literal rock that you live under. Your furnishings are rather sparse, and usually made out of sand, but you do enjoy watching TV in your free time, which you tend to have an abundance of, since you are very lazy. In fact, one time, you pretended to be going out to work every day, but it turned out you were just going home and watching people getting hit with coconuts on the TV.

    Your greatest ever achievement is a trophy you received for doing absolutely nothing longer than anyone else. You aim to protect your title, as such, you are Vanilla. You have no powers or abilities outside of your vote, so use it wisely.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Felly.

    Feeling relieved, the stick figure ambled back into the control room. He noticed the smoking console and raised a confused eyebrow. Chalking it up to another random Fail, he closed the door securely behind him and walked back toward his seat. He nearly tripped, as he accidentally stepped on a strange badge that was lying on the floor.
    The stick figure picked up the badge, looked it over, and smiled wickedly as he pinned the badge to his lapel.
    This certainly can't end well...

    It is now Day 5. Day 5 will be 3 hours short and end at 6:00pm US CDT on 9/25. Here is some sort of countdown.
     
    Night 5: A Purr-fect Outcome
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    Final Day 5 Votals:
    Crystal Onix: 10.5 (ZinnLav, Lone_Garurumon, Space, Zachie, MegaPod, Officer Snake, DarthWolf, Tood, FinalArcadia, Snowy, TheCapsFan)

    Magnificent Entertainer: 1 (Crystal Onix)

    Night 5: A Purr-fect Outcome

    As the stick figure admired his reflection in a mirror, specifically the shiny badge on his lapel, one of the computers in the control room beeped.
    Confused, he turned to face the monitor, and saw that he had a new email.
    As he read the message, he noticed that the remaining entities had decided to target another cat today.
    Shrugging, he selected the purple cat's icon, and pressed the button with the skull and crossbones.

    A giant litter box fell from the heavens, and plummeted toward the feline, who was smiling widely.
    At the last moment, the cat disappeared, leaving its gleaming smile visible for just a moment longer than the rest of it.
    The litter box crashed down to the ground, but the cat was no longer there. The purple cat reappeared on top of the litter box, still smiling.

    Flustered, the stick figure hit the button again. This time, a red laser dot appeared on the ground. Intrigued, the striped cat pounced from the top of the litter box and attempted to capture the mysterious light. The red dot moved around a bit, and the cat followed it, constantly swiping and trying to grab the insubstantial object. The red dot moved onto the cat, and the hidden sniper fired.
    Again, at the last moment, the purple feline disappeared, and the bullet went harmlessly into the floor. The cat yawned widely, as it reappeared standing upside down on the ceiling, right behind the hidden sniper.
    Startled, the sniper dropped their weapon and fell off their perch. The cat dropped down and clawed at the fallen sniper until they ran away.

    Now annoyed beyond all belief, the stick figure pushed the button once more, with a little extra emphasis. A gigantic vacuum cleaner appeared. The purple cat paled a little at the sight of its mortal enemy. As the switch began to flip from "Off" to "On," the cat suddenly spoke.
    "Stop," it called out, "I know that I am no longer wanted in this game, but I would rather leave on my own, if it's all the same."
    The cat then faded away completely. Not even its smile remained.

    Dear Crystal Onix,

    Cheshire Cat said:
    Most everyone's mad here. Aha... HAHAHAHAHA!! You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself.
    You are the Cheshire Cat, from Disney's Alice in Wonderland.

    A bizarre cat by any stretch, your strangeness goes beyond just your purple striped fur. You have a permanent smile, and can make yourself completely disappear. Furthermore, you are also capable of transforming your entire body, which you do to either amuse or frighten those unfortunate enough to visit you. You are quite mad, as are all the residents of Wonderland, though you seem to take pride in your madness, and you have a very mysterious aura of mystique that surrounds you. The other inhabitants of Wonderland seem to fear you, though whether it is because you are the maddest of them all or because of your special abilities is unknown. This role PM is fake.
    Overall, your nature seems to be rather neutral. Though you do act as a guide for Alice and provide her with helpful advice during her chaotic journey through Wonderland, you also deliberately cause mishaps during Alice's trial, in order to rile up the Queen of Hearts.

    Being a mysterious creature, and possibly slightly spectral, it is nearly impossible to actually kill you. However, because of your madness and your general boredom, you find communicating with people to be tedious. As such, you are the Problematic Spirit. After you are killed, you may still contribute to the game by posting in the thread (no OC purr-mitted), but when you do so, it must be in rhyme. You will also have no vote...so, you're basically a Restless Spirit with a post restriction. Have fun with that. :p

    You are a member of the Mafia, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated or this is inevitable.
    This character was submitted by DawningWinds.

    It is now Night 5. Night 5 will end in 27 hours at 9:00pm US CDT on 9/26. Have a countdown.
     
    Day 6: Cop Out
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    Day 6: Cop Out

    The elderly man with the thick glasses shuffled casually down the hallway. As he walked, he bumped into something invisible.
    "Eh, what?" said the black robed man, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
    Startled, a bizarre green reptile appeared out of thin air, and scuttled off down the hallway, nearly running into the hard hat wearing mole.
    "Hey! Watch it!" shouted the mole, waving his pickax threateningly at the retreating reptile.
    Still grumbling, the mole walked down the hallway, nearly bumping into the old man in the black robe.

    Still confused, the old man continued his walk down the hallway, not even entirely sure where he was going or what he was doing.

    In another part of the complex, a pink haired man was walking down the hallway, when he was snared by a bunch of yellow tentacles. As the pink haired man was dragged into an empty room, he was turned to face his assailant. A familiar smiling yellow face greeted him.
    "...you!" exclaimed the pink haired man, "but I thought I killed you!"
    The only response he received was an even wider smile from the yellow face.
    The door shut ominously behind him, and muffled yelling was heard.

    In his office, the stick figure was looking over some important files he had picked up. As his eyes scanned through the information on the pages, his eyebrows raised in befuddlement.
    He quickly tore up all of the sheets, and then burned the scraps. He sighed in relief. It's a good thing he had stapled and picked up those forms. Having that information available to the general public would not have been good.
    As he was beginning to relax, however, a sad melody began to play. The stick figure began to sob as the song continued playing.
    ME is now very sad.

    The purple eyed man walked down the hallway, whistling merrily to himself. A muscular blond haired man crept up behind him, but, just as the muscular man reached out to grab the purple eyed man, the green reptile charged out of a nearby junction, and knocked into the muscular blond man. Hearing the commotion, the purple eyed man turned around and was confused to find both the muscular blond man and the green reptile out cold.
    "Well that's just weird," he thought, as he continued walking, though he resolved to be more wary of his surroundings.

    The brown haired man sat in front of a mirror, engaging in a thought experiment.
    "Am I evil?" he thought, "could I possibly be one of the bad guys, and not even be aware that I'm one of the bad guys?"
    Curious about the possibilities, he decided to try to psych himself out, only to remember that he was too smart to believe in psychics, he knew that his routine was fake, and that there was nothing impressive about any of his "predictions" about himself, since he already knew his own backstory.
    "Hmmmm..." he thought, "this is going to be more challenging than I anticipated."
    Knowing that this thought experiment could take a while, the brown haired man pulled a pineapple out of his pocket and began to cut it up.
    His mind raced a million miles an hour as he sliced the fruit. He attempted to dissect his actions and analyze who he truly was. Turns out, that was a mistake.

    Dear DarthWolf,

    Shawn Spencer said:
    Pill time everybody! You can't catch me, Macalroy! I'm gonna keep doing this riding around in circles until I get hungry - then I'm going to eat that fountain! I'm like the ice-cream man but with more barbiturates!
    You are Shawn Spencer, from the Psych television series.

    Born to a police officer from Santa Barbara, your parents separated when you were a teenager. Your detective father trained you to be hyper-observant and honed your sleuthing skills. Combined with your Eidetic memory, you were able to score 100 on the Police Academy exam at the age of 15. Because of your father's influence and training, you developed an aptitude and fondness for doing police work. However, all of that changed after your parents divorced. You began to rebel against your father, and, consequently, lost all interest in joining the police force.
    After graduating from high school, you held over 50 jobs, including working in a candy store, starting an acupuncture clinic, and driving a weinermobile. You took these jobs because they were fun, but subsequently quit them once you lost interest. Despite your hatred of your father, you would often use your powers of observation to give the Santa Barbara Police Department anonymous tips to help them solve cases. When the police were able to trace one of those tips back to you, you lied and told the officers you were a psychic, to avoid going to jail on suspicions of being an "inside man." Semi-impressed with your "powers" the Santa Barbara PD hires you on as a psychic consultant, and you and your friend Gus start a "psychic detective agency," called Psych, much to your father's chagrin. This role PM is fake.

    Your psychic powers may be phony, but there is no mistaking your skills in observation and deduction. As such, you are the Cop. Once a night, you may PM the hosts: "Investigate: <player>," and you will be informed of their alignment upon the phase change.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by MegaPod.

    The old man in the black robe shuffled in to the room the brown haired man had recently been in, only to find a black hole from where the brown haired man had collapsed in on himself.
    Not the least bit disturbed, the old man reached into his robe's pocket and pulled out a remote. He pushed a button labeled "collapse," and pointed the remote at the black hole.
    Instantly, the black hole collapsed, and gravity returned to normal.
    The old man shuffled out of the room, grumbling about how he constantly had to fix other people's messes.
    "I don't want to live on this planet anymore," he muttered.

    It is now Day 6. Day 6 will end at 9:00pm US CDT on September 28th. Here's a countdown. Please note that the phase update may be late that night, since ME will just be getting back home after Yom Kippur and will need to eat something after a 25 hour fast. The phase is over and all votes are locked once the countdown reaches zero, regardless of when the phase update occurs.
     
    Night 6: No Flavor, I'm Too Tired
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    Final Day 6 Votals:
    Officer Snake: 0.5 (Zachie)
    Zachie: 7 (Lone_Garurumon, MegaPod, FinalArcadia, Tood, TheCapsFan, Officer Snake, Space)

    Night 6: No Flavor, I'm Too Tired

    Dear Zachie,

    Ezel said:
    It's hard when everyone thinks of you as a genius.
    You are Ezel Berbier from Final Fantasy Tactics Advance.

    Ezel is a secret recruitable character. His job, unique to him, is the Hermetic - an alchemist with incredibly specific yet potent abilities. He buys and sells law cards that players can use to influence the rules of engagement, and is the acclaimed inventor of anti-laws - cards that nullify the effects of laws when used. He charges massive amounts of money for these cards, earning him a negative reputation from his customers.

    Your unique abilities make you the Spellcaster. You may cast one spell a night. You have 50 MP that you can use to cast the following spells:

    Astra (5 MP) - Choose a target. For the night, the targeted player will gain immunity to all non-killing abilities they are targeted by.

    Azoth (30 MP) - The night this spell is cast, all other players fall asleep and their roles do not take effect.

    Raise (45 MP) - Choose a dead player. That player is revived from the dead, retaining their original role and alignment.

    You are a member of the Mafia, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated or this is inevitable.
    This character was submitted by Crystal Onix.

    Dear MegaPod,

    Diavolo said:
    Only the results! In this world, only the results matter
    You are Diavolo, an antagonist of Jojo's Bizarre Adventure.

    Diavolo is the boss of the mafia-esque gang Passione, and a stand user who wields the stand King Crimson. He is obsessive about maintaining his secrecy, communicating with his underlings via distant communication only and killing anyone who comes too close to discovering his identity. He is even willing to kill his own daughter due to the threat she poses to his secrecy. Diavolo's stand, King Crimson, allows him to erase and change 10-second windows of time. Diavolo has a second, kinder personality, who acts as his underboss.

    Passione has a hit out on Zachie, which you feel the need to directly oversee. You are the Executioner. You wish to see Zachie lynched, killed by your hand. King Crimson's ability to erase time makes you virtually Unkillable. However, if <target> is killed outside of the lynch, you die with them as punishment for your failure.

    You are allied with Yourself and win when Zachie is lynched. If they survive to endgame, or die from another source, you lose the game.

    This character was submitted by Tood.

    hidden: if you are lynched or shot an odd number of times, you will alternate between your current role and this one:

    Diavolo to Doppio said:
    You are the only one I can trust. Understand? You are my greatest.
    You have switched to Vinegar Doppio, an antagonist of Jojo's Bizarre Adventure.

    Doppio is the underboss of the mafia-esque gang Passione, and a partial stand user who wields parts of the stand King Crimson. Although his loyalty to his boss and alter ego Diavolo makes him more than willing to commit acts of violence, he is usually a friendly and gentle man by nature, if forgetful. Doppio does not realise that Diavolo is his alter ego, and uses everyday objects as "phones" to communicate with him. He wields a sub-ability of Diavolo's Stand, Epitaph, which allows him to get brief glimpses into the future. Those glimpses are vague, static images but can be interpreted to give warning of attacks.

    You know that your boss needs Zachie for something. You can't remember what it is, but it's important that you keep them safe until the Boss can deal with them. As such, you are the Protector. You need Zachie to stay alive at all costs. Epitaph's ablility to warn you of the future makes you virtually Unkillable. However, if Zachie dies, you die with them as punishment for your failure.

    You are allied with Yourself and win if Zachie survives to endgame. If they die, you lose the game.

    This character was submitted by Tood.

    It is now Night 6. Night 6 will end at 9:00pm US CDT on 9/29. Here. I'm going to go lay down and hope I'm not getting a migraine.
     
    Day 7: A Big Nothingburger
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    Day 7: A Big Nothingburger

    As night fell, a thunderstorm started. The recently dug grave of the brown haired man was struck by an errant lightning bolt. The energy surged through the ground, and was conducted into the metal casket. A thumping could be heard from within the metal tube, and, moments later, the top of the casket began glowing as it started to heat up. A few moments later, and the casket had been melted through. An orange chicken head popped up out of the ground, though it looked like it had seen better days. It was missing an eye, and looked as though it had begun to rot.
    What the heck is going on?!

    In the control room, the stick figure watched this unfold, and immediately stood up, slamming his hands down on the controls.
    "No!" he exclaimed, "we are not having any of that."
    With the shiny badge still pinned to his lapel, the stick figure rushed out of the control room, remembering to lock the door behind him this time.

    Meanwhile, the man in the white lab coat was walking down the hallway when the mad mole with the pickax approached from the other direction.
    Upon seeing the man in the lab coat, the mole got furious.
    "You!" he exclaimed, leveling his pickax, "I know you're the one responsible for all these resets!"
    "What are you talking about?" said the man in the lab coat, "I may be a mad scientist, but..."
    "But nothing!" interrupted the mole, "it's about time I showed you what I do to people who cause resets!"
    With that, the mole ran toward the man in the lab coat, swinging his pickax menacingly. The man in the lab coat decided that discretion was the better part of valor, turned around, and fled.
    As the duo were fleeing, the green reptile, who had been invisible, appeared nearby, the red zigzag stripe on its torso appearing just before the rest of it. The reptile cocked its head to the side, stuck out its tongue, and walked in the opposite direction, turning invisible once again.

    The ancient man in the black robe shuffled down a different hallway. As he approached a doorway, the door suddenly opened, and a bunch of yellow tentacles emerged from the room.
    The old man stopped walking and glanced at the tentacles.
    "Oh my, no," he said, turning around and shuffling away as fast as he could.
    The purple eyed man, who was coming at the door from a different direction, was not so lucky. The tentacles snagged him, and dragged him inside the room.
    After a brief moment of confusion, the purple haired man dashed out of the room, his fancy clothes all askew.

    Meanwhile, a blond haired muscleman approached his target from behind. The suspicious figure was hacking into the sound system and preparing to change the song yet again.
    "Not this time," grunted the muscleman, reaching out to grab the shadowy being.

    Having escaped from the yellow tentacles, the old man with the thick glasses continued his aimless shuffling down the hallways. The invisible reptile bumped into him, startling him.
    "Who's there?!" he demanded, pulling out on of his Doomsday rays, "I warn you, I'm armed!"
    He fired a shot in the direction of the reptile, but completely missed his invisible adversary.
    Spooked, the reptile briefly turned visible as it dashed around the old man and ran for safety.
    Being extremely old, the man in the black robe couldn't possible give chase to the fleeing reptile.
    "Drat," he muttered. Then he shrugged and wandered off again.

    The stick figure arrived at the grave where the zombified fire chicken was now fully emerged.
    "No you don't!" exclaimed the stick figure.
    The only response was a blast of embers from the fire chicken.
    The stick figure dodged, and pulled out a shovel.
    "I'm going to bury you back where you belong," he proclaimed.
    The stick figure swung the shovel at the orange feathered zombie, and managed to hit it.
    However, the strange being clamped it beak on the shovel and dragged it out of the stick figure's hands.
    It then tossed the shovel away and charged at the stick figure, spewing out flames as it ran.
    Just when it looked like the stick figure was going to be toast, the badge on his lapel began to glow.
    In the sky, the bat signal appeared, and, moments later, Batman himself appeared.
    "What can I do for you, citizen?" he asked the stick figure, who was holding the badge, in awe.
    The stick figure silently pointed at the zombified chicken.
    "I see," said the caped hero, "well I've got just the thing for that!"
    The resourceful billionaire reached into his utility belt and pulled out a can of Chicken Repellent. He sprayed it all over the tiny fire bird, who immediately keeled over, dead once again.
    The stick figure picked up his shovel and dug another grave. He pushed the re-deadified fire chicken into the newly dug grave, filled the grave, and surrounded the area with Greek yogurt.
    Batman has prevented a terrible resurrection from occurring.

    Batman watched the stick figure's efforts, thoroughly confused. The stick figure walked up to the superhero.
    "Thanks for your help," he said.
    Batman cleared his throat and held out his hand.
    The stick figure was confused for a moment, and then the unhappy realization struck him.
    He unpinned the badge from his lapel and handed it over to Batman.
    "Very good, citizen," he said, "my work here is done."
    With that, he pushed a button to summon the Batmobile, and drove off.

    The stick figure sadly returned to the control room and sat down. It had been a long and crazy night, and he didn't even have anything left to show for it.

    Nobody has died. It is now Day 7, which means it is the Sabbath. Day 7 will end at 9:00pm US CDT on 10/1. I'm sure I left that countdown around here somewhere...
     
    Endgame: This Is The Greatest Plan!
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    Final Day 7 Votals:
    Magnificent Entertainer: 5 (Snowy, ZinnLav, Space, FinalArcadia, Lone_Garurumon)

    Endgame: This Is The Greatest Plan!


    As the stick figure sat comfortably in the control room, the remaining beings were holding a conference.
    "I have analyzed the situation, and my conclusion is that we need to eliminate the mastermind behind this scenario in order to return home," said the man in the lab coat.
    "Poppy cock!" contradicted the ancient man in the black robe, "my smell-o-scope hasn't detected any suspicious scents around the control room."
    The mole in the hard hat banged his pickax's handle on the ground.
    "He had a reset button," the mole said, "nobody good has a reset button!"
    The pink haired man in the vest shrugged.
    "Okay," he said, bored, "I'll go along with this charade, just so long as I get to battle some strong opponents."
    A cowardly, incompetent man in a blue uniform decided to go with the flow. It was always easier to stay below the radar than to attract attention to himself.
    The purple eyed man and the yellow tentacle monster nodded, the yellow tentacle creature's smile wider than it had ever been.
    "Well?" asked the mole in the hard hat, "what are we waiting for? Lets get him!"

    The angry mob stormed over to the control room, only to be stopped by the locked door.
    "Drats," said the man in the black robe, who had come along for some mysterious reason, "the door is locked. Oh well. We tried. Let's go."
    As the old man turned to shuffle away, and the rest of the mod began to follow suit, the green reptile appeared among them, holding a wire coat hanger.
    The reptile straightened out the coat hanger and used it to pick the control room door's lock.

    The door yielded, and the angry mob swarmed into the control room, startling the stick figure.
    Panicking, he searched the desk drawers for anything useful, but it looked like his luck was at an end.

    As the stick figure was dragged out of his chair by the mob, the old man in the black robe shuffled into the control room, chuckling.
    The rest of the mob left the room, and the ancient man sealed the door behind them.
    As the stick figure was torn to shreds by the angry crowd, the black robed man shuffled over to a big button with a giant 'F' on it.

    Dear Magnificent Entertainer,

    Henry Stickmin said:
    Stickmin! Pawnch!
    You are Henry Stickmin, the titular character from The Henry Stickmin Collection, a series of hilarious Choose Your Own Adventure style games, created by Puffballs United.

    You have, at various times, been a thief, a bounty hunter, a private investigator, leader of a criminal organization, a spy, a special ops agent, a prisoner, and various other occupations depending on which universe you're in. You have a penchant for getting yourself into trouble, but you have, somehow, managed to emerge from every situation reasonably well off. You are considered to be extremely dangerous, due to your insane luck, but, even so, you seem to have some skills at your disposal, including various elemental techniques, such as Ice Magic, Earthbending, and Pyrokinesis, and you always have some of Gaget Gabe's devices at your disposal, though those seem to backfire more often than not.

    The Henry Stickmin games are famous for their numerous "Fails," which, as the name implies, are paths that lead to spectacular and hilarious dead ends. Most of these result in your death, severe injury, or arrest. Considering that the games would not exist without you, however, the game will automatically be over if you die. As such, you are the Game Ender. Killing you will result in the biggest possible Fail, since all players, regardless of faction, will lose. However, due to your incredible luck, you will survive the first attempt on your life.

    You are the Host, which means you are allied only to yourself. You win pretty much no matter what, so congratulations.

    With the stick figure's death, the scenario did indeed begin to end, but only due to reality itself falling apart, trapping the remaining entities in the complex and not permitting them to escape.
    Slowly and painfully, they all perished, as they were written out of existence, all while the black robed elderly man laughed maniacally.


    Dear TheCapsFan,

    K.K. Slider said:
    Those industry fat cats try to put a price on my music, but it wants to be free.
    You are Totakeke Slider from the Animal Crossing franchise. This role PM is fake.

    Most commonly known as K.K. Slider, you are a musician and one of the most popular characters in the entire Animal Crossing franchise. Your main purpose is to sing and perform for the townsfolk, and you have appeared in every single game in the franchise. Though your preferred instrument is the guitar, recently you have also become a DJ, going under the "radio name" DJ K.K.
    You have a very laid back personality, and are relatively akin to a hippie style performer. Despite rebelling against putting a price tag on your music, some of your songs are only available through in-game purchases, which seems a tad ironic to ME. Despite this seeming contradiction, you enjoy playing music and performing for other people, and you offer to play for people on a weekly basis.

    Because of your passion for performing and your musical talents, you are the Music God. Each night, you may PM the hosts one of the following moods:
    Happy
    Grumpy
    Lazy
    Sad
    Hard to say
    Special song

    You will perform a song with that particular mood in the thread, which will have varying effects on the game.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by TheCapsFan.
    Dear ZinnLav,

    Rintaro Okabe said:
    I am mad scientist. United States, Chaos, and Invade!
    You are Rintaro Okabe, the main protagonist of the Steins;Gate visual novel games.

    A self-proclaimed mad scientist, you are very socially inept, and you prefer to call people by nicknames that you give to them. Despite your lack of social skills, you can be compassionate and are willing to lend a hand to help someone, even though you've never met them before. Though you are extremely smart, you're also fairly gullible and have fallen for a number of deceptions, including one where you were convinced that being called an "air head" was a compliment.
    You like to put on a show to make yourself seem cooler and to help keep your childhood friend, Mayuri, from being in a funk. As such, you act like a cartoon character, claiming to be a mad scientist, saying that your an agent working against the "Organization," and pretending that Mayuri is your hostage. However, despite this, you do have a more serious side, which comes out when you have to prevent Mayuri's death. You outwardly appear to be delusional and paranoid, often seen talking to yourself on the phone or manically laughing (ME approves). Inside, however, you are actually very rational and have a heightened sense of situational awareness. This role PM is fake.

    You've dabbled a bit with time machines and time leaps during your adventures. As such, you are the Time Traveling Jack of All Trades. Once during the game, you may use each of these abilities to help your faction.
    Past: You may PM the hosts Time Travel to Night <X> to observe <player>. You will then learn if that player visited anyone or if that player was visited by anyone, though you will not know what actions were performed or who the other players were.
    Present: Once during the day, you may PM the hosts: Stop the lynch. The day's lynch will be canceled, and no lynch will occur that day.
    Future: Once at night, you may PM the hosts: Freeze Time for <player>. That player's night action will be frozen in time, and will not be performed that night. Instead, that action will be performed, as it was submitted, the following night, locking that player's action for the following night.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Superjolt.
    Dear Lone_Garurumon,


    You are Hikage from Psychedelica of the Black Butterfly and Psychedelica of the Ashen Hawk, a pair of otome visual novel style games.

    The bastard child of a wealthy father, you are taken from your birth mother to become the heir to your father's works and fortune due to the poor health of your younger half sister. Despite initially not caring about your family when you were adopted, and the disdain from your stepmother, you eventually grow to care for and love your sister, Usagi. Unfortunately, your father makes a mistake, and that costs him the family fortunate, making it difficult to obtain medicine for Usagi. Nonetheless, you work very hard to earn money, and you ask your uncle to procure medicine while you work to pay him off. Your uncle lies and doesn't get the medicine, causing your sister to die. Enraged, you kill your uncle and try to find a way to meet with your deceased sister. You are eventually sold a kaleidoscope that is said to grant you a single wish. You take the kaleidoscope, and follow the instructions, shooting yourself with the wish to reunite with Usagi.
    Unfortunately, this leads you both to the world of Psychedelica, which is pretty much purgatory, and you lose your memories in the process. Your initial goal is to repair the now broken kaleidoscope, and your sister joins you as your servant in the hopes of helping you. However, during your journey in Psychedelica, your wish morphs from meeting your sister into casting the world in despair, and to do so you manipulate others until they become monsters. This is a fake role PM.

    Due to losing your memories on your journey, you are the Amnesiac. You will gain the role and abilities of the first player to die in the game.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Midorikawa.

    You have gained a new role:
    You are the Teacher. Each night, you may target any other player. That player will be given a post restriction with the opportunity of abiding by it or not. If the player accepts the post restriction, you are given a 1x BPV. If the player refuses to accept the post restriction, they will be roleblocked the following night.

    If you are the first player to be killed, instead of dying...
    You have been reincarnated as Elric.
    You are a young orphan living at a church with no memories of your previous life. You never really speak your true thoughts, but you help those you care about through your actions. You have a rabbit named Rabbit, whom you care about the most and want to protect above all else.
    You are agile and have a tendency to steal things. As such, you are the Role Thief. Each night, you may PM the hosts: "Pick <player>'s pocket," and, assuming they have an action available, you will steal their action that night and be able to use it on a subsequent night.)
    Dear Snowy,

    You are a Coat Hanger. You are used to hang coats, or other articles of clothing.

    Shaped to resemble a pair of human shoulders, a few people are credited with your invention, including O. A. North from New Britain, Connecticut in 1869 and Christopher Cann in 1876, an engineering student at Boston University. Never underestimate those engineering students! A more interesting tale of your invention, however, comes from 1903, when an employee of the Timberlake Wire and Novelty Company, Albert J. Parkhouse, arrived at work, only to find that all the coat hooks had already been used. Annoyed, he took a wire and bent it into the now recognizable shape in order to hang his coat. This role PM is fake.
    Coat hangers are usually made of wood, plastic, or wire, though occasionally they can be made of rubber. Wire hangers have been used frequently in home electrical projects, as welding rods, car antennae, and even for cook outs over an open flame. Very versatile, indeed.

    Since it would be quite foolish to hang a hanger, and that would have absolutely no effect on you whatsoever, you are completely Lynchproof. You cannot by lynched during the entirety of the game.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Poyzin.
    Dear Tood,

    Isamu Fuwa said:
    Just look forward... and keep going!
    You are Isamu Fuwa from the Kamen Rider franchise.

    You had false memories implanted in you via an A.I. chip in your brain. Because of this, you believe that your family was killed during the Daybreak Town Accident and have a burning hatred of Humagears as a result. You are obsessed with crushing them, and will often ignore the orders of your colleagues to break any rampaging Humagear you find. You eventually learn the truth about the Daybreak incident, and your attitude towards Humagears softens, especially after your life is saved by a Humagear doctor. After the destruction of the Cyber terrorist organization, MetsubouJinrai.net, you've started to feel inner peace and are reconsidering your hatred of Humagears, realizing that it's stupid to get angry at robots following orders. This is a fake role PM.
    Despite your personality softening, you still dislike any unjustifiable deeds you encounter, and return to your hard-headed demeanor in order to combat them, often ignoring common sense and your friends in the process. However, your recklessness is kept in check by your combat experience, so you've yet to cause any undue harm to yourself...which is good.
    In spite of your outward gruff personality, you enjoy and appreciate Aruto's lame jokes, but are too proud to admit it. ME thinks you should embrace your sense of humor.


    Despite leaving your former job at A.I.M.S. you kept your specialized earpiece from them, which allows you to access communications channels that A.I.M.S. uses. However, since A.I.M.S. doesn't exist in this reality, that earpiece just allows you to get certain messages from the host. As such, you are the Watcher. Every night, you can ask the hosts: "who targeted <player>?" and you will learn the identity of anybody who targeted that player during that night.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Snowy.
    Officer Snake, You were expecting a role, but it was me, DIO!

    Dio said:
    WRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
    You are Dio Brando, the main antagonist of the Manga and Anime series JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.
    You are a villain of little conscience, vast cunning, and an insatiable hunger for power. You have superhuman strength and agility, as well as high intelligence. You are also the center of many, many memes. This is a fake role PM.
    The popular "It was me, DIO!" meme has made you a Roleblocker. Each night, you may select a player, and that player will not be able to perform their action that night, instead, that player will receive the result: "You were expecting a result, but it was me, DIO!"

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Dio_Brando1886
    Dear Space,

    Hisoka Morow said:
    Don't look at me like that!♠ You're making me all... excited!♥
    You are Hisoka Morow from Hunter x Hunter.

    Originally appearing as the primary antagonist in the Hunter Exam arc, you become a licensed Hunter at the end of the 287th Hunter Exam. Your appearance is slightly comical or jester-like, since you always wear outfits adorned with the various suits from a deck of cards. Despite your whimsical appearance, you are actually extremely self-centered and you do whatever you want to do, as long as it pleases you in some way. Speaking of "pleasing you," your enjoyment of a good fight goes to a level that most people would find...uncomfortable. You have an insatiable bloodlust and an enjoyment of inflicting pain on others, though you are not an indiscriminate killer. You will often let your opponents live, if you see potential for them to grow and provide a challenge for you in the future. However, if you lose interest in someone, or if someone is in your way, you will not hesitate to kill them, no matter who they are. This is a fake role PM.

    You enjoy playing cruel jokes on your victims, and sometimes exhibit typically feminine behavior, such as using alluring speech styles and wearing women's shoes. While these contribute to your whimsical nature, at your core, you're a sociopath, being both manipulative and extremely self-centered. You are amoral, but not flat out evil. You simply do what you find enjoyment in.

    Your desire to fight against powerful opponents takes on a morbid sexual attraction when you encounter strong fighters or people who have the potential to become strong. This is expressed through barely repressed murderous tendencies, and you often have expressed the desire to go and kill random victims just to satisfy your bloodlust. Lucky for you, that's what you'll be allowed to do in this game. You are the Serial Killer. Each night, you may PM the hosts: "Kill <player>," and you will soothe your bloodlust by killing that player.

    You are allied with Yourself, and you win when all other players are eliminated or this is unavoidable.
    This character was submitted by CyanideCrystal.
    Dear FinalArcadia,




    Holly said:
    Arnold Rimmer, Technician, 2nd Class. Captain's remarks: "There's a saying amongst the officers: If a job's worth doing, it's worth doing well. If it's not worth doing, give it to Rimmer. Promotion prospects: comical."
    You are Arnold J. Rimmer, one of the main characters of the Sci-Fi sitcom Red Dwarf.

    Honorable. Brave. Intelligent. Charismatic. Handsome. All things that Arnold Rimmer is definitely not. The second technician of the mining ship Red Dwarf, Rimmer outranks only the closest man he has to a friend, Dave Lister. Even the guy who changes the toilet roll has more respect than ol' Arnie. And despite this, after Lister is placed in stasis as punishment for illegally bringing a cat onboard, Rimmer is trusted to fix a radiation leak. When he inevitably fails, all of Red Dwarf's crew are killed with the exception of Lister, safe in stasis, the cat, and the ship's computer, Holly. When Lister is released from stasis some three million years later, Rimmer is revived as a hologram by Holly in order to grant company, and therefore sanity, to Lister.

    Given your utter ineptitude, you have no active abilities. Instead, your second chance at life makes you the 1x Bulletproof. The first time someone attempts to kill you, you will not die.

    You are a member of the Town, and you win when all hostile factions have been eliminated.
    This character was submitted by Rainbow Cloud.
    The J in Arnold J. Rimmer stands for Judas. You miserable cowardice means that the first time you 'die' you will instead join the Mafia in hopes of better security there.

    You are now allied with the Mafia and win when all threats to your faction are dead, or this is inevitable.

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    The Game is now over. Everyone has lost.
     
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