Mafia YOU Mafia - Endgame (Intense Mess, Entities and Wickedness Enabled) - MAFIA AND INFO SEARCHER WIN

Elementar · Sep 22, 2018

Night 0 - The Thief

FT to be added as prologue after game's conclusion.

Signups have been locked, and all role PMs have been sent. As such, you may now confirm.

For refernece, the town are called the Amplified, and the mafia are called the Intensified. Additionally, please do not use anything from the signups posts as indications for what people may be. I did not look at them or consider them in any way for role creation.

I hope you all have fun and good luck! Let me know if you have any questions.

Oh, and the game may be slightly bastard by some people's standards.

The game will begin in 4.5 hours.

Elementar · Sep 22, 2018

Day 1 – YOUnique

Elementar had learned a lot from studying ME’s regeneration technology. Currently ME was too busy figuring out plans with his fellow admins, and in usual ME fashion, was making it well known that this “Revenge of the Admins” game was BMU related. In any case, he wasn’t around to help explain the technology, so he had to learn himself.

Following the clash between MEs and WEs several months back, Elementar was granted the task of preventing a reoccurrence of such an event. So, he made it his goal to determine the best way to combat both MEs and WEs, and to determine which was strongest in each character. That’s when his old boss’ technology sprung to mind. If multiple personalities could be split, surely one could be made most dominant.

And so the Amplifier was created; a machine capable of amplifying a person’s strongest qualities. Of course, it would come with drawbacks, but Elementar hadn’t got around to implementing that yet. That’s why it was a highly priced target to be stolen.

Lone_Garurumon stood helplessly outside one of the rooms at Flop’s hospital ward. Elementar was in a coma, critically injured in an ordeal during the previous night. Lone was one of the only people aware of Elementar’s work on the Amplifier, as well as the other moderators. But SoaringDylan and DarthWolf were absent, and the numbers were even more restricted now.

The effects of the amplification are astounding… Thankfully it’s not too drastic. I just feel an urge to help out… How did I not know I was amplified? He held his head in his curved fingers, tilting it to the side and furrowing his right brow. That gives me an idea… We should theme Scooby Doo some time. We’d be like detectives.

Crystal Onix slithered up behind LG and spoke, “Do you wish to become a CO?”

LG stuttered. “N-no, what?”

Crystal Onix was speaking in an uncharacteristically posh manner. “Do not stutter young man. It is rude. It may invoke a feeling of hostility in the person you are talking to.” He shut the fan in his hand and wacked LG across the hand with it. “And keep your mouth shut. Gaping is for the lower-class…” He shook the fan out again and placed it in front of his face, wavering it slightly for a mystic effect.

LG’s detective instincts were kicking in. “Hmm, this is most perplexing.”

CO furrowed his own brow. “What, sir? Please elaborate.”

LG snapped his fingers and pointed at CO. “CO, do you know if-“

“Do not point at me boy! Did they not teach you manners in school? Are all Australians barbarians?”

“Listen to me!” He paused and waited for CO to give a disgusted look of defeat before continuing. “Do you know of anyone else who seems different?”

“Why, do you live under a boulder boy? Or perhaps in a shoe?” I wouldn’t be surprised, CO thought privately, chuckling internally as doing so externally would break his crystal code. He seems SO uneducated. “There has been a colossal uproar in the F&G cafeteria. Everyone seems to be uncharacteristically forceful. It is like they opened a zoo. Honestly, if cafeterias weren’t zoos already…”

LG nodded and darted off, spitting out “Thanks!” over his shoulder before bursting towards the cafeteria.

CO turned to face Elementar’s room, staring intently at his fellow mod as the machines that were hooked to his body beeped cheerfully. “I hope you learned your lesson. Don’t poke your nose in other people’s business! You should have been a CO; if you were good enough that is.” CO huffed and whipped his head around, strutting off towards the cafeteria so he could be entertained.

It is now Day 1. The phase will end in 48 hours on the 24th of September at 9:00pm AEST. May someone please tell me what the best US timezone to use is?

Also, just a sidenote, please do not be offended by any FT I write. Any exaggerations are just for the purpose of the flavour and nothing is a true indication of a person. If I do accidentally offend you, please let me know and I'll adjust my writing accordingly.

Elementar · Sep 24, 2018

Night 1 - Bounty Lost

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Space (1) - TheCapsFan
Crystal Onix (1) - Lone_Garurumon

The cafeteria was exactly how Lone_Garurumon imagined it would be. Members were on tables, each attempting to showcase their own talents and gain the praise of another. There were a few in the corner, simply watching. Others simply ignored it all, with a small group of Australian members watching Voltron in the corner.

Crystal Onix finally caught up with his mod mate and hunched over, panting from having to run whilst being made of crystals.

“Who knew that most of everyone’s desires were so selfish?” asked LG, more pondering his own answers than wishing to hear CO’s.

“Well, people do lack reliability. I have been disappointed by people many times. Eventually you do get used to it.” He finished whilst nodding in mournful sadness.

LG ignored his posh friend and dashed through the crowd, murmuring “Jinkies” as he dodged two members in a brawl about who sang better. He stopped when he came to Elieson, who was dressed in a standard black and white suit. “Elieson, how are you-”

“Why, if it isn’t the Lone of Garurumons. Ha ha, I predicted I’d see you here.”

LG held back his anger and puffed to the side. “Do we have any sane people here?”

“That is the question,” replied Elieson. “Is sanity real? How do we know if our definition of sanity is, in fact, what insanity should be? Here; I colour-coded a sheet of other wondrous questions that should have you pondering our creation in the deepest of nights.”

LG snatched away the paper and tore it in two. He flung the flimsy scraps to the right, but was disappointed when they lurched back in his direction and depressingly sank to the ground. “Well, unless you have a colour-coded spreadsheet of who everyone thinks they are, I don’t need anything right now.”

Not expecting the chaos to become greater, LG shook at the sound of the section alarms blaring through the loudspeakers. The lights of the cafeteria dimmed and began to glow an incandescent red. Most of the members began to scream in shrieks that would break decibel meters, and darted to the doors. Yet the system locked down; bulletproof doors crashing down and locking all inside. LG turned towards CO and Elieson, hesitantly placing his trust in their hands. “You take care of this?”

CO nodded, but Elieson shook his head as thought his demeanour had changed. “Duty calls. I’ve got this.” He cocked his new Warning Pistol and spun it around his finger. “CO is too posh to handle this chaos,” he said, gesturing to the assortment of members having equally ranged reactions behind him. The sparkling mod next to him once again shrunk his fan and whipped Elieson on the back of the head. “Mentor Elieson will show you how it’s done.” LG nodded, and began directing members to certain areas of the room, reining in the wild Bulbagardeners.

The veteran moderator ran towards the door, swiping at the smart watch on is wrist to release the door. The door groaned and opened slightly, forcing Elieson to slide underneath as he clicked it back shut. Dusting off his suit, he smiled and blurted, “Man I’m good.” He took his own moment of self-admiration and glanced back to his watch, tapping to trace the source of the trigger. When he saw the location, his smile faded, and he darted off.

“I want to see who you are, heh heh. ME’s not here to save you anymore. I have already done so much without anyone discovering me.” He paused and looked down at Elementar’s face. “Except you;” the last word saturated in great hostility. “I wanted to finish you off earlier, but unfortunately, things got in the way. I had to shoot LG with this thing,” he said jangling the Amplifier, “and put him back in his bed. Thankfully the shock of changing put everyone to sleep as soon as they were shot, and none have any recollection of me. You didn’t think of the repercussions, did you?” returnofmastercrazyhand had heard the alarms begin before, but still wanted to finish his spiel before making his kill. “In reality, I’m enlightening them. I now know the beauty of being free. I’m not bound by the rules and conventions of society. I’m purely me, and I’m a bounty hunter. ME got rid of my bombs last time, but I guarantee this time will be even bigger.” He pressed his forearm against Elementar’s chest and pushed off. “But I’m afraid I have other things to do first; like ruin this empire.”

returnofmastercrazyhand stepped back and loaded his pistol. He aimed at Elementar, and a shot fired. returnofmatercrazyhand paused, and looked up dejectedly at Elieson, who stood in the doorway of the room with his Warning Pistol switched to ban mode. “Hasta la vista, baby.” romch staggered backwards, his hands fumbling at the Amplifier. He managed to slip his finger onto a button on its side, causing it to flash and disappear. romch followed soon after, and slowly faded out of existence.

“The name’s Elieson; Mentor Elieson.”

returnofmastercrazyhand was lynched. They were...

Dear returnofmastercrazyhand.

You are a regular host in The War Room, frequently co-hosting with ME for some great games. Recently, you became corrupted and are a villain in the BMU. You stole Amplifier and shot several of The War Room members with it, attempting to cause chaos in the section.

You are a renowned bounty hunter in the BMU. Because of your unique set of skills, you are the Intensified’s 1 x Bulletproof Bounty Hunter. Firstly, you will survive one nightkill attempt on your life. Secondly, you are a kills specialist, and complete several forms of a kill. You have the following types of kills that can take place instead of the normal kill.
· 1 x Strongman: You will break through all protection and kill your target. You can do this by replying to this PM with Overpower: [PLAYER].
· 1 x Ninja: You can kill a target without being seen by a theoretical watcher, tracker or related role. You can do this by replying to this PM with Snipe: [PLAYER].
· 1 x Janitor: You can kill your target and hide any information about them. As such, their role PM, alignment and role won’t be shown upon their flip. You can do this by replying to this PM with Stealth Kill: [PLAYER].
· 1 x Additional Kill Choice: You can choose one of the above kill types to complete for a second time. You can do this by replying to this PM with Repeat [KILL TYPE] On: [PLAYER].

You are aligned with the Intensified and win when you outnumber the Amplified or nothing can stop this from happening.

returnofmastercrazyhand was lynched! They were aligned with the Intensified and were their 1 x Bulletproof Bounty Hunter.

It is now Night 1. Sorry for the late update; I was writing FT whilst watching the Brownlow (Australia's version of League MVP for football). The phase will end in 24 hours (-11 minutes) at 9:00pm on Tuesday the 25th of September AEST. I'm still looking for the most suitable US time if anyone has any suggestions

Elementar · Sep 24, 2018

Hey everyone.

Just a friendly reminder that you may only edit posts if it's to fix a grammatical/spelling error or formatting error. If you wish to clarify or add to something from a previous post, you may post again and include those details in a new post. Edits that change content related to the game can be potential breaking. Thank you.

Elementar · Sep 25, 2018

Day 2 - Conversationalist

“So returnofmastercrazyhand is gone…” said one.

“Do we still even want to do this?” said another.

“Yes,” interjected the one at the head of the table. “You know full well what’s about to come.”

“Hee hee that’s so crazy right? Do we get to kill now?”

“Patience. Remember, we don’t kill yet. Boss’ orders.”

“Hmph,” replied the crazy figure, folding their arms and pouting their lips.

“Now, who do we use first?”

Rainbow Cloud was locked in his art studio at the time of romch’s attack. When the doors finally unlocked, his remaining TWR Award banners were sent sprawling magnificently in messy heaps as he sprinted out of the room. Now he stood with the other three present mods; the only one who hadn’t been affected by the Amplifier.

“That was a close one, Elieson.”

Elieson nodded approvingly and clicked his fingers, “Just another day in the office for Elie-dawg.”

LG twisted his head slightly and whispered into RC’s ear. “I don’t know if his ego was amplified or his terrible dad jokes.”

RC smiled and changed subject, trying to keep the others focused. “How’s Elementar after the attack?”

“swarla, Nightwing101 and Renato_Sinclair are with him, so he should be fine,” replied LG in the most uninterested and monotone voice he could seemingly muster.

“He seems to be the same; lying motionless like a lazy non-crystallised buffoon.”

“CO!”

He puffed and continued. “Am I the only one who is disturbed by his lack of effort over the past few days? This is his fault after all. Personally, I am sick and tired of his dismal efforts.”

“He’s in a coma, CO,” explained RC. “People can’t do anything when they’re in one.”

“Unless you’re this boy,” Elieson exclaimed, using his thumbs to direct all attention to him.

“It is most peculiar how he was actually put in one though. He has not physical markings on him apart from the bruise on his head. That alone shouldn’t have put him in a coma.” LG was staring into a blank wall, his head perched in his right as he was lost in intense thought again. RC was relieved when their watches beeped, but returned to a state of dismay when he read the message.

Even though the footage was blurry, the mods could still make out Kyriaki’s body being pulled out her room and disappear in a smoke bomb.

“We got this message from an anonymous source this morning,” clarified Enzap. “Just watch.” The admin flipped his laptop around and clicked play. A hooded figure immediately appeared on the screen, and the area around the face was covered in a thick black band. “Good morning moderators of Bulbagarden,” began a heavily distorted voice. “Kyriaki says hi.” The camera was turned to switch to Kyriaki, who was remaining extremely optimistic given her current circumstance. She was currently tied to a chair with two other figures looming over her. “Hey guys. How are you today? I hope you’re good. How’s everyone doing? Tell them I’m okay!” She was abruptly interrupted by a stern shush from one of the figures behind her and a click of a weapon that looked similar to the Amplifier. The camera turned back to the covered face and the deformed voice returned. “See, we are here to continue romch’s work, so don’t rest for a minute. Let’s see if you can survive this test without your other helpers. We’ll be waiting for you to fight back. We want to be entertained.” The screen went completely black and Enzap returned the laptop to its original position.

“They targeted the popular one,” noted CO. “I must admit, they have played their game terribly well. I feel inclined to commend them on their efforts. They chose their first target well.”

Ignoring CO’s comments, RC looked directly at Enzap. “We will handle this sir. You can trust us.”

“I hope so,” replied the Modfather. “Get these members back to normal. These three are specifically strange.” Elieson was smiling gleefully and trialling several dramatic facial expressions, much to the dismay of his repulsed crystal colleague. As usual, LG was zoned out and churning over this new information in his racing mind.

RC sighed. “I know. But they have their uses.”

Kyriaki was killed. They were...

Dear Kyriaki.

You are a common member in The War Room, and have also been recently seen Official Generation 8 Speculations and Leaks Thread. Apparently your name is the name of a saint, according to Google. However, it is not known whether this is the reason for using it as a username.

You have 170 pages of profile messages. Because of your large amount of conversations and your name having a link to a martyr, you are the Amplified’s Vanilla. However, after Night 2, you will be martyred and you will become a 2 x Traffic Analyst. (Note: You will not die. Martyr is purely for flavour purposes). During two night phases, you will be able to target a player and determine whether they have the ability to privately communicate with other players. You can do this by replying to this PM with Converse With: [PLAYER].

You are aligned with the Amplified, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

Kyriaki was killed. They were aligned with the Amplified and were their Vanilla -> 2 x Traffic Analyst.

It is now Day 2. The phase will end in 48 hours (-25 minutes) at on Thursday the 27th of September at 9pm AEST or at 4am PDT.

Elementar · Sep 27, 2018

Night 2 - Awoken Like Orion

Official Votals
The Light (4) - jdthebud, Seth Rollins, FinalArcadia, The Light
Seth Rollins (1) - Max1996
jdthebud (1) - Space

The four mods were about to shuffle out of the TWR Staff Room after a long day of planning. LG had been in his element all day, but was tired of CO’s constant disapprovals and Elieson’s egotistical interjections. Likewise, RC was exhausted, and was ready to take a nap before his watch shift later in the night.

“So remember, CO, Elie, RC then LG for shift order,” stated the unaffected moderator.

“Are you sure I can’t do the whole night? I’m ready to figure this out!”

“Sorry LG. I know you’re tired from today.”

CO scoffed. “Tired? You hardly contributed the same amount as me. You should be-”

“Angry? Yeah, you got in the way of my case. You better be ready for a thumping.”

“Guys-”

“Quiet, RC. I’m going to knock him off his high horse,” warned LG has he jumped onto CO’s back, wrangling with him until he had his arms around the posh moderator’s neck.

“My neck is made of pure crystals, ruffian. Good luck choking me you medieval monkey.”

“Excuse me, moderators?” The brawling mods stopped and peered upwards. LG leapt off his friend’s back immediately and stood casually, hands in his pockets and looking diagonally at the ground. His counterpart picked up his fan and whipped it in front of his face, glancing towards the ground in embarrassment.

“Yeah, what’s up? Is it Elementar?”

“Yes,” swarla said. “He’s… awake.”

The mods smiled and began to rush to his room, with Elementar’s three friends in tow. However, they were confused when they arrived. Elementar was giggling hysterically, amused by his current game of Tic-Tac-Toe with a bored Doctor Floptopus. “I win!” he shrieked in glee, encompassing the passion of a pre-schooler’s insatiable desire to win.

“Congrats,” moped the monotone Flop, who was trying to keep him occupied until they returned.

“Oh, hey guys!” He seemed ecstatic to see his fellow mods, even though their looks only returned his excitement with helplessness.

“Gosh, now he really is a child. How can such a toddler be on our mod team?” RC shot his irritated eyes towards CO before Elementar sunk back into his chair, the childish look on his face disappearing.

“It’s okay. I know I’m not worth much.” The high-pitched shrills of earlier were replaced with deep, disconsolate mumbles, and his aura seemed to grow in age. “You can fire me if you want. I couldn’t even stop romch from stealing the Amplifier.”

LG turned to Nightwing101. “What’s wrong with him?”

“Well, we were all singing to Jack and performing a show for him, and then he woke up.”

“It was your singing that made him this crazy NW!” accused swarla.

“No, it was definitely your singing. Imagine Dragons is better than Britney Spears!”

“Guys! Everything is A-Okay!” Renato_Sinclair spat out. She winked and posed like an anime pop star, before proceeding to open her phone and read more fanfiction, losing interest in the conversation.

“Anyway,” NW continued, “he has been changing constantly. It’s like he has multiple personality disorder…”

“Like Artemis and Orion from Artemis Fowl Mafia,” added swarla.

LG looked towards Flop. “What’s your take Doc?”

Flop sighed. “Well, usually MPD would change less frequently. There are certainly aspects of it here, but it seems like it’s the same person each time. He remembers everything from beforehand, but just acts differently.”

LG pondered the new information, and watched as Elementar switched from his gloom to begin intensely racing Mario Kart on his Switch. “It is most certainly odd.”

“Hey Elementar. How do you feel?” inquired RC.

“I’ll be mad if I don’t come first now,” he said with a hint of genuine anger, not looking up from the screen. When he crossed the finish line in first, he smiled and put down the Switch. “How are you? Are you okay?” He rose from the bed and came to pat RC on the shoulder. “If you need anything, I’m here alright?”

“O-Okay… I do need to know what happened before you were put into a coma.”

“Right.” Elementar seemed to lose his soft compassion and his edges were sharpened. He walked over to a moveable whiteboard against the wall and pulled out a marker. “You see, it’s goes like this…” He began to draw a rough diagram of the Amplifier’s interior. “This here is the chamber where I inject the Amplifying energy, which I isolated from ME’s Regeneration Technology. Instead of splitting a user into multiple versions of themselves with different traits, it will just bring forth the most prominent trait in them. I was planning on adding an additional chamber to inject reversing energy into, but I was attacked before I could do anything.”

“Then why are you changing?”

Elementar’s face drooped and he took out his phone and earphones. He placed one in each ear and turned on his “Emotional Instrumental Music” Playlist. “Because I wasn’t struck by the Amplifying energy.” He sniffled and a lone tear slipped out of his right eye. Renato_Sinclair promptly sat next to him and gave him a hug. “I was struck by the experimental reversing energy.”

“How?”

The Master of the Elements bounced up and returned to a state of joy. “I love this song! ~For some reason I can’t explain! Once you were gone there was never an honest word, but that was when I ruled the world!~”

“Apparently Viva La Vida by Coldplay is how, RC.” CO rolled his eyes.

“Uh, right, sorry. I’m generally pretty awkward in front of a crowd.” The redhead mod sat back down on the bed and started fidgeting. “I think returnofmastercrazyhand grabbed the tube with the energy in it, and cracked it against my head. That’s when I passed out I think. I’m pretty sure that energy brought all qualities forward to the same level, so it Amplified everything.” He paused, and when no one intervened, a more confident Elementar took the awkward one’s place. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work to attend to. Whilst this aspect of my personality is in control, I plan on making hefty progress on my next project. So, I shall be on my way, and I will perceive your existence once again after one of my inferior qualities regains control. Please don’t bother me in the meantime. For all our sakes…” The intense Elementar abruptly walked out, striding down the hall in a professional haste.

“I like that one,” stated CO.

Nobody was lynched...

It is now Night 2. The phase will end in 24 hours on Friday the 28th of September at 9am AEST or 4am PDT.

Elementar · Sep 28, 2018

Day 3 - Electrically Enabled

It was getting quiet now. Those who were dubbed the “Intensified” had not made moves on their promises, and everyone was relatively okay given their inner struggles. That is, everyone except Elementar. He was still locked inside his own office, and whilst the other mods could just contact the admins to unlock it, they were unsure of whether they should.

“Surely not all of his personalities are good? That’s only possible for someone like me, Master Elieson.”

“I have to concur,” said a nodding CO. “Well, the initial statement nevertheless. Surely there will be an evil persona that lurks within the deepest wells of his mind…”

“Perhaps a WE?” LG added.

“That’s enough. It seems like your Amplifications have brought out bad in you too, like distrust.” The other mods quietened at RC’s words.

“Do you think we should go in there at least?”

“…Very well. I’ll contact head office now.” A few swipes at his smartwatch brought up the screen, and Maniacal Engineer’s face popped up.

“Yes, RC?”

“May you please unlock Elementar’s office? We want to check on him.”

ME puffed. “It’s been my job all afternoon to monitor his behaviour through the cameras. He’s just been tinkering away at something all day, hence why we haven’t just sedated him until this whole thing is fixed. I’m not sure disturbing him now will be very good.”

“Is there really any harm in it?”

ME sighed in defeat. “Alright. But don’t say I told you so.” His face beeped off the screen and a small click at Elementar’s door was heard shortly afterwards. LG approached the door cautiously and slowly pushed it open. Elementar was busy working with his tongue stuck out, murmuring to himself about the parts he was putting into his contraption. Occasionally, he seemed to reference another person, and told them that they were ‘not welcome in reality.’

“All I need is the EEE,” he said, before adding “I really need to differentiate that name in case anyone creates a counterpart” as a side thought.

RC held up his hand to signal the other moderators to stay where they were, and took a couple of steps forwards on the unknowing Elementar. “Hey, El. How are you doing?”

Elementar’s hands immediately stopped whizzing around, and his head turned gradually to meet his fellow mod’s eyes. “Oh no…” His eyes rolled backwards and became balls of white, and suddenly he was no longer human. It’s amazing how much of a person’s soul is captured in their eyes.

His head fell backwards and hit the ground, triggering a cascade of intense personas all vying for the control of his body. Large yells mixed with timid groans; the sounds littering the air around him as he rolled violently along the ground.

“What’s happening to him?” yelled LG.

“Why, it appears that all of the personas within him are vying for control. What a silly boy!”

Elieson ignored CO’s comments and knelt down to Elementar, using his strength to hold the writhing body somewhat still. And then Elementar stopped. His pupils were wide and almost erased the blue from his eyes. He gently moved Elieson out of the way with his forearm and sat up, peering around the room as though he had no recollection of what was happening. He peered down at the disc contraption on his side, noting the absence of a piece in its centre.

“Well, this is a wretched place. And I am a wretched human. No, I’m a thing. I’m just a Wicked Essentialist; a Warped Entity. I am Wrongly Evil.” He grasped the disc from the ground and hugged it tightly to his chest. “Even my best qualities created something as horrendous as this. They think they can control something that is destined to be free. They hide their desire to hold power underneath the revolutions a ‘new technology could hold!’ Honestly, they’re just as pathetic as I am. I don’t like lies; I acknowledge my shortcomings. I like to address my problems, for mine are many.” He smiled in the last sentence, and his being was consumed in pure disdain. He leapt up and hit Elieson, sending him flying backwards. Clutching the disc in his left arm and reaching out with his right, he sent several bolts of lightning in the direction of the moderators. Crystal Onix immediately reached down and punched the ground in response, summoning crystals to erupt from the ground and reflect the attack. Elementar absorbed the returned bolts, and stepped backwards onto a metallic platform. “E, send me to the Tool-Shed.”

“Yes Master Elementar,” replied a bodiless AI.

“No, I’m not him anymore.” Elementar’s body vanished in a flash of green, leaving the moderators to wander aimlessly in the space he had just been.

Nobody died!

It is now Day 3. Sorry for the delay in the update. The phase will end in 48 hours (-13 minutes) on Sunday the 30th of September at 9pm AEST or 4am PDT.

Elementar · Sep 30, 2018

@Kyriaki subs in for @Elieson, effectively immediately. Please confirm in thread.

Elementar · Sep 30, 2018

Night 3 - The Words of the Gods

Official Votals
The Light (4) - Lone_Garurumon, Ereshkigal, FinalArcadia, Pika_pika42
Nightwing101 (2) - TheCapsFan, Seth Rollins
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MegaPod (1) - Max1996

“Well, that could’ve gone better.”

“He was obviously being tampered with. Did you see the implant on his neck?”

“Yeah, that was there when we got there.”

“Was it there when he left the hospital?”

“I don’t know. We should figure that out.”

The moderators were discussing their options in the meeting room, but nothing had moved past the stage of stating what had happened. It was nearing the end of the day, and apart from the Elementar ordeal, everything seemed to be running smoothly.

“So, where do you reckon the Tool-Shed-”

LG stopped when the three sisters of the War Room barged through the doors, each representing a different level of composure. “Excuse us moderators,” the began in perfect unison. “You may like to see this.”

After leading the moderators through the maze-like halls of the section, the sisters stopped near the RM Fountain and signalled towards the bright light in front of it.

“Heed your warning, dear Bulbagardeners. It is through I, and I alone, that shall help you achieve your salvation! I am The Light. I will purify your soul of the dark dispositions that are now surfacing, and cleanse you of the terrible influence that is this community’s moderators!” It was at this point that The Light noticed the collection of moderators to his left, and turned to face them directly.

“Why, I didn’t think my words could summon the demons themselves. Welcome to your final moments, poor moderators. I pity your souls. You are most likely to far to be saved. Each time this section has problems, it comes from your efforts. It’s time you were replaced with someone who had the world’s best interests at heart. Resign now or I shall strike you down.”

“If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.” DarthWolf stood bravely on the other side of The Light, holding the handle of a lightsaber in his right hand. SoaringDylan was nowhere to be seen.

“Ah, and another one appears. This time one who cannot even hide the evil within their name.”

“I prefer the term ‘waffleness,’” the Dutch moderator said, pressing the button on his lightsaber to summon the deep red light out of its end. He ran and jumped forwards, somersaulting acrobatically in the air multiple times to increase the momentum of his swing. The Light summoned a sword of pure light, and smashed it against the incoming lightsaber. DW bounced off and slid backwards, yet not making a sound. The two continued to dance around in glorious twirls of light and duelling skill, while the other moderators evacuated the other members.

“I’m just trying to save everyone from themselves!” spat the crazed The Light.

“I’m a moderator. That’s my job.”

“All you do is create danger for us. They need to be saved from you.”

“It’s true, but everyone has their faults. Yours is showing now.” The Light felt a sudden urge of disgust and swung wildly through DW’s stomach. The blade went straight through, phasing through his body. “The force has many uses. I’m still in Japan.” The Light staggered back, shocked by his own actions. He dropped the blade, watching it fizzle out of existence.

“This is my fault. I could have been hurting these people.”

DarthWolf retracted the lightsaber and walked towards the gloomy member. “It’s okay. As soon as we find a way to reverse what’s happening, we’ll fix everything. How about we go and sit down for a bit?”

The Light nodded and gulped in the brisk night air. He tread over slowly to the bench next to the fountain, leaning against the chair rail to turn towards the moderator. “I’m sorry. I guess we need to see our own impurities before we can judge others.”

Darth smiled and bowed his head gently. The Light returned the smile, but it fell away quickly. His face drooped and he collapsed to the ground; a dart sticking out of his arm. The other moderators rushed to their location, but all were immobilised after a large, wailing screech poisoned the air. Darth too, was affected, and his force projection evaporated out of existence. Amid the intense sound waves, RC could scarcely make out a masked figure take The Light’s body, and disappear like an ember in the flame of the night.

The Light was lynched. They were...

Dear The Light.

You have had several names in the past, such as MatrixChap, Kazekage, Changeling and Kharixi. You are a popular member in the whole Fun & Games section, and have been successful in Kingdom of Pokémon games.

You want to draw people to the light, and take over the moderators, who you believe are corrupt. Because you want the purity of light, you are aligned with yourself, and are a 1 x Deathproof Purifier. Firstly, you will survive one attempt on your life, whether it be by lynching or a nightkill. Secondly, each even night, you can convert players to join your cause. Once converted, they will only be allowed to vote for whoever you have voted for in a phase. You can do this by replying to this PM with Purify: [PLAYER].

You are aligned with yourself, and win when all moderators in the game have either been eliminated or converted.

CHANGE: You have chosen to align yourselves with the Amplified in order to aid in their redemption. You are now Vanilla, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

The Light was lynched. They were originally aligned with themselves and were a 1 x Deathproof Purifier, but were persuaded to join the Amplified as a Vanilla.

It is now Night 3. The phase will end in 24 hours on Monday the 1st of October at 9am AEST or 4am PDT.

@The Light are you able to sub in? Still looking for multiple subs.

Elementar · Oct 1, 2018

Day 4 - Annihilated

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@MegaPod
@Pikochu
@Lone_Garurumon
@CheffOfGames
@Max1996
@Pika_pika42
@swarla
@Officer Snake
@Feenie
@Space
@Elieson
@Renato_Sinclair
@Crystal Onix
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud

These notes are quite remarkable. I’ve never seen something so close to creating an efficient antimatter weapon. Still, this picogram would have cost millions to make…

“Piko, focus.”

“Oh, right. Sorry.” The moderator had been hired by his F&G counterparts to rummage through Elementar’s notes and find anything of worth related to the Amplifier. He was scurrying around like an excited puppy, clearly in his element and enjoyed every science-related item in the room. “Aha! Got something.” He motioned LG over and showed him his findings. “This must have been his original blueprint, because it’s only got one chamber for the Amplifying energy. This one here appears to be later, because it’s also got the reversal chamber. Do we have any of the reversal energy he was working on?”

LG shook his head. “We’ve been otherwise occupied. How would it help anyway? It seemed to be just an even stronger Amplifying agent on Elementar.”

Piko giggled. “Then it probably means he’s close. All he had to do was reverse the effect. There are a few ways to do that, and I could try a few of them.”

“Alright. So we need to find some for you?”

“That would be appreciated.” He clapped his hands together at the thought of being able to work with energy and particles. “Also, do you mind if I just look in here for a little bit longer? I’ll let you know if I find anything.”

LG nodded and walked out the room. Piko waited until the mod was gone for a few seconds before scampering to the vacuum tube Elementar held the antimatter in. “Even this vacuum technology is amazing… Creating an easily portable vacuum… It’s almost like a grenade…” He slipped it into his coat and left the room, hugging the right side of the jacket to his chest and casually walking through the section.

Piko had returned to his lab by the end of the day, and was working late into the night to uncover the mysteries of the reversing energy.

“Maybe they could act like zwitterions and have charges on both ends? Or I could put them in an acidic or basic solution depending on what net charge I need…” He stopped muttering to himself when he heard a test tube smash behind him; the piercing sound slicing through the calm atmosphere of the laboratory. “Who’s there?” He heard another test tube crash to the ground at the opposite end of the large laboratory. Piko turned to face the location of the noise, fumbling behind him to grasp the vacuum tube containing the antimatter. “I’ll take us both down if you don’t show yourself.”

A shadowy figure slipped across the room, with their arms dangling behind them like a Naruto run. The figure ran halfway up the wall and leapt off, doing a backflip across Pikochu’s head and landing just shy of the short wall. Pikochu threw the container from his hand with force, trying to break it against the wall behind the figure. But the figure was too fast, and leapt up to catch the tube before it could crack against the cement wall.

“Look, let’s not get to irrational now shall we?” the figure’s distorted voice said. “We’re all affected by the Amplification process aren’t we? Don’t you want to help everyone?” The shadowy body spun the tube on their pointer finger, much to the dread of a nervous Pikochu, who reached out desperately to try and clasp the tube from the figure'’ hands. “Tsk tsk. Not yet. You see, if you don’t help us with what we want, we’re going to use this and create far more damage than what’s already been done. Now, you don’t want that do you?”

Piko shook his head frantically, gulping anxiously.

“Now, why don’t you follow me, and I promise, we’ll reverse everyone. How does that sound?” Despite the sinister nature of the voice, Piko nodded and began to follow the shadow out of the room. However, about 10 metres from the door, Piko cloaked his hand in the right about of electricity needed to paralyse the figure, and lurched forward to connect with the figures shoulder. Anticipating the fraudulent nature of Piko’s surrender, the figure dashed quickly to the left then behind Piko, slamming a knockout dart into the scientist’s arm. “You had to do it the hard way, didn’t you? In any case, we’ll make sure you comply… Your brains and electricity will be put to very good use.” The figure hauled Piko’s unconscious body over their shoulder, carrying him into the darkness of the old hallways with the antimatter stashed into their pocket.

Pikochu was killed. They were...

Dear Pikochu.

You are a moderator of Bulbagarden, but also a regular in The War Room. You like scientifically based games, such as games based on the Periodic Table or Chemical Compounds. You are in the Silicon Valley are very skilled in science.

One of your other game ideas was Particle Mafia. Because of your knowledge of elementary particles, you are the Amplified’s Annihilator. Each night, you choose a target. You are an electron, and if you target another normal electron (another Amplified member or non-Intensified member), nothing will happen. However, if you target a positron (anti-electron; an Intensified member), you will both collide and undergo annihilation, where both of you will die. You can do this by replying to this PM with Collide With: [PLAYER].

You are aligned with the Amplified, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

Pikochu was killed. They were aligned with the Amplified and were their Annihilator.

It is now Day 4. The phase will end in 48 hours on Wednesday the 3rd of October at 9pm AEST or 4am PDT.

@Pikochu are you able to sub in?

Elementar · Oct 3, 2018

Night 4 - Thicker Than Water

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@MegaPod
@Lone_Garurumon
@CheffOfGames
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@swarla
@Officer Snake
@Feenie
@Space
@Kyriaki
@Renato_Sinclair
@Crystal Onix
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud

Official Votals
Space (5) - MegaPod, Pika_pika42, Pirate Sylveon, FinalArcadia, TheCapsFan
Nightwing101 (1) - Space

“Great changes to the Amplifying technology, Pikochu. Your work is a great aid to the cause of destruction.”

“Your logic is flawed. My work also has the power to heal,” spat back the tied up Pikochu.

“But not in the hands you’re giving it to. Well, not giving but perhaps, providing. Torture from ground attacks is very persuasive.”

“Evil never overcomes the good. You shall fail.”

“Why, Piko… we’ve already won. The sooner you realise that, the quicker you’ll be to see how.”

“I still can’t believe it’s you.”

The member laughed. “And there’s a few of us too. We carry on our master’s wish, but we all have our personal motivations.”

“They’ll get you.”

“Oh, I hope they do. I will be very pleased with that.” The Intensified member turned and walked away, kissing the tube in his hand and walking away. The antimatter sample was larger, and several tubes lined the walls of the circular room. A door appeared in the wall where the figure stood, where they opened it gently. The door was made of old bluestone, as though it had existed well before the beginning of the community.

Outside, the figure met Elementar. The walls surrounding them were made of ancient concrete, and were bland bar the occasional refreshment of the opaque glass from a window. “So, is it ready?”

“Yes,” replied the figure. “We can initiate the test run as soon as possible.”

“Good. Unfortunately, without my academic persona, I lack the ability to edit the formula myself. But this sample shall do.” The two smiled and went to prepare the attack, walking past a worn set of painted words along the wall. They read: THE DEN | SECTOR I.

The sisters has just finished playing real life mafia with swarla, Nightwing101 and Renato_Sinclair. Given the approaching night, the group had decided to retire to their respective timezones. FinalArcadia, Feenie and Space all walked back together, strolling past RM Fountain whilst pushing and giggling as dusk fell.

“It’s a really nice night,” stated FinalArcadia, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

“It is,” seconded Feenie, who smiled and pushed the former into the bubbling water. Space laughed and followed suit, jumping in and resurfacing with a wide grin strewn across her face.

“Hmmm, that’s cute. Too bad happiness is fleeting.” The sisters’ faces straightened at the sight of a hooded figure standing unnervingly on the other side of the fountain. One hand rest in their pocket; the other held a thin, glass ball that leapt and fell gracefully each time the cautious fingers threw it up.

“Who are you?” Space yelled from the water.

“I’m the tester. I’m here to trial the incoming doom.”

“With that?” responded FA, motioning towards the delicate ball.

“Oh, this? Yes, you may not see it, but there’s a sliver of chaos in here. It’s beautiful how destruction always comes from something small and unexpected.” The figure threw the ball into the water, and began to run away. The ball was thrown violently around in the swaying water, avoiding the grasp of each sister. In their haste, the figure lifted a switch out of their trench coat and flicked it down, causing a crack in the glass of the ball. The ball immediately erupted, but the flames were sucked into a ball of black. Space had leapt out of the water, and was fighting to maintain a black hole just above the explosion. She was slowly inching towards the hole’s centre, unable to escape her own power.

“Space!” screamed Feenie and FA in unison.

“I’m- sorry. I just wanted to protect you both.” FA and Feenie looked on in horror as their sister was dragged to the black hole and sucked in. As soon as her body disappeared into the void, the hole vanished and the world returned to a melancholic dusk.

Space was lynched. They were...

Dear Space.

You are one of the famous sisters of The War Room. You, along with your sisters FinalArcadia and Feenie, are regulars in the section, and are all very skilled at mafia.

You want to protect your sisters at any cost. Because of your family bond, you are aligned with yourself, and are a Double Unlyncher. Your goal is to make sure neither FinalArcadia or Feenie are lynched. If one of them is killed by another means, nothing will happen. However, if both of them are killed by another means, you will become a lyncher, and you will be required to kill whoever killed them.

You are aligned with yourself, and win when FinalArcadia and Feenie are not lynched in the game’s duration.

Space was lynched. They were aligned with themselves and are a Double Unlyncher.

It is now Night 4. The phase will end in 24 hours on Thursday the 4th of October at 9pm AEST or 4am PDT.

Elementar · Oct 4, 2018

Day 5 - [!]

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@MegaPod
@Lone_Garurumon
@CheffOfGames
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@swarla
@Officer Snake
@Feenie
@Kyriaki
@Renato_Sinclair
@Crystal Onix
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud

Officer Snake had been hired to find Elementar whilst the moderators took care of the section. Due to his connections in the archived sections of the forums, he came across a piece of information leading to the mysterious ‘Den,’ which was allegedly located within the deepest sections of the Fun and Games archive. Several other clues led him to an elusive section of the website. The corridors were completely abandoned. Litter left no centimetre of ground untouched, and the walls were plagued with graffiti of all kinds. It was dark and old, occasionally lit up by the random flickering of an old fluorescent light bulb. Damp and mould-infested food sent horrid odours to diffuse through the air, and had manifested in a way that inhibited free breath. Officer Snake pushed on, following an informant’s words to a small trapdoor located in the corner of the room at the hallway’s end. The words on the old wooden planks read: Basic Mafia: The start of a whole new tactics game…

Silently, OS was able to slip through the door and land on a slightly modernised floor. The air now smelled musky and looked hazy, as though natural light hadn’t laid its fingers along the walls.

“What is this place?” He shifted slowly down the corridor, and cautiously rested against a wall when he came to a window. He slid his face along the rough grooves of the concrete until only one fraction of his eye peeked through the glass, allowing him to see Space’s unconscious body being hauled up onto a seat beside Kyriaki. The latter seemed to be asleep, and the people moving Space’s body were shrouded in darkness.

“I suppose you were looking for me?” OS snapped backwards and collided with Elementar’s fist, falling backwards and noting the sharp sting in his left cheek. He glanced up at the looming moderator, and saw the small, glowing blue disk embedded in his neck. As quickly as he could in the moment, OS grabbed his Taser and shot Elementar directly in the chest. The voltage was strong, but it wasn’t enough to overwhelm Elementar. “That attempt was futile. I am the Master of the Elements. I only grow more powerful when supplied with electricity.”

Officer Snake smiled. “Too bad that disc doesn’t do the same thing.” He pointed towards the implant in the redhead’s neck, which had began to crackle and spit out small bolts of electricity.

“Oh no…” The implant burst and shot of Elementar’s neck, leaving a small patch of blistered skin in its wake. Elementar’s eyes dilated and rolled back, his body collapsing to the ground underneath the stress of several personas fighting another. OS reached back into his pocket and pulled out a Teleportation Gun, with the initials EE on the side. Man, Elementar has some cool tech he thought before blasting Elementar’s unconscious back. The small screen along the back of the gun flashed the words ‘Doctor Floptopus’ Ward of F&G Hospital: Room 777.’

Two Intensified members arrived just in time to see Elementar’s body slowly fade out of its position into particles that would leap across the forum to the desired location. They quickly grabbed the weak OS and disarmed him, dragging him along the corridor to the nearest vacant room.

Officer Snake was killed. They were...

Dear Officer Snake.

You are one of the newest members of The War Room. You have played a few mafia games, and are showing good promise for the future.

You are an officer, but like a snake, does sneaky work. Because of your username, you are the Amplified’s Analyser. Each night, you will receive the results that a dead player would have received the previous night before their death. This will happen automatically.

You are aligned with the Amplified, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

Officer Snake was killed. They were aligned with the Amplified and were their Analyser.

DESTRUCTION HAS BEEN STARTED! FOR THIS DAY PHASE, THE TWO PLAYERS WITH THE TWO HIGHEST VOTECOUNTS WILL BE LYNCHED. (TWO PEOPLE WILL BE LYNCHED)

It is now Day 5. This phase is extended due to prior commitments, and as such will end in 60 hours on Sunday the 7th of October at 9am AEST or on Saturday the 6th of October at 4pm PDT.

Still looking for subs.

Elementar · Oct 6, 2018

Official Votals

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@MegaPod
@Lone_Garurumon
@CheffOfGames
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@swarla
@Feenie
@Kyriaki
@Renato_Sinclair
@Crystal Onix
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud
@Space

swarla (3) - Pika_pika42, Kyriaki, FinalArcadia
Renato_Sinclair (3) - MegaPod, TheCapsFan, jdthebud
Nightwing101 (2) - Pirate Sylveon, Ereshkigal

At this point, swarla and Renato_Sinclair will be lynched.

@Space is subbing in for @CheffOfGames, effectively immediately. Please confirm in thread.

There is 1 hour and 17 minutes left in the phase.

Elementar · Oct 6, 2018

Night 5 - Friends

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@MegaPod
@Lone_Garurumon
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@swarla
@Feenie
@Kyriaki
@Renato_Sinclair
@Crystal Onix
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud
@Space

Official Votals
swarla (3) - Pika_pika42, Kyriaki, FinalArcadia
Renato_Sinclair (3) - MegaPod, TheCapsFan, jdthebud
Nightwing101 (2) - Pirate Sylveon, Ereshkigal

“So, if you know anything or see anything, let us know.”

“Yeah, no worries. See you later.” Nightwing101 smiled and closed the door, watching RC’s face disappear behind the wood. She turned back once the door clicked in and smiled at Renato_Sinclair and swarla. “It’s good that Elementar’s safe. I wonder who implanted that disc into his neck…”

“Yeah, that’s worry,” added swarla, who felt annoyed at being interrupted whilst practicing her singing. Renato_Sinclair simply ignored the comments and continued to sing along to an anime opening.

“Who could’ve done it anyway? Elementar must have been in a coma when it happened. The only people that would’ve been able to would be…” Nightwing’s voice trailed off, and immediately all three pulled a weapon onto each other. Nightwing aimed her stun gun at swarla, who aimed her Voltron rifle at Renato_Sinclair, who in turn aimed her anime blaster towards Nightwing.

“How could you NW?” accused Renato. “I should have known what was going on BTS.”

“This isn’t a time for BTS puns Renato. And besides, it was swarla who did it!”

“ME?! I’m not the one who turned crazy after the Amplification!” She waved her rifle in the direction of Renato. In response, Nightwing shifted their aim to Renato, and caused a ripple effect that saw everybody’s aim go the other way. “Why change so quickly NW?”

“Because you’re right! Renato could’ve been the only one with the guts to do it.”

“Nuh-uh. swarla’s been gone more often lately. Where do you think they’ve been?” Renato whipped out a second blaster and aimed at both simultaneously. “We’re going down together.”

swarla turned her rifle to Renato, and leant her finger against the trigger. “That’s a confession if ever I’ve heard one.”

Renato fidgeted nervously, before jiggling the blasters and tilting her head forward to affirm her intent. But then she smiled. “Hee hee hee. I’m surprised I could act this long.” She shrilled in delight, bouncing up and down but maintaining her aim on her two friends. “Life’s now like an anime! It’s like a dream come true! I had to be a part of it. And I have to do whatever they need. I want to see crazy chaos, hee hee ha haaaa.”

“But how could you? You’re our friend.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I was never going to hurt either of you, and Elementar was always safe…” She sniggered and giggled again, baring strong resemblance to Harley Quinn. “I don’t care about the others.”

swarla retaliated angrily. “If there was a Peggy from Hamilton in this group, it would definitely be you!”

Renato only returned with an unsatisfying laugh. “Well, it was fun while it lasted. I guess it’s time to move on to the next crazy thing.”

“Renato, no-”

Renato pulled the trigger of the blaster pointed at swarla. The latter was overwhelmed by the power of several animes, and fell unconscious. Renato_Sinclair giggled and turned the blaster onto herself, pulling the trigger and sliding onto the floor, cackling hysterically as she was overwhelmed by several of her favourite anime shows.

swarla was lynched. They were...

Dear swarla.

You are friends with Elementar, Nightwing101, GreedyPablo_1955 and Renato_Sinclair. You love Voltron, One Piece, Attack on Titan and musicals like Dear Evan Hansen and Hamilton, watching all intensely. You are multi-talented, as you can play soccer, perform and sing.

You have performed in a multitude of your own musicals and plays, and still play soccer very well. Because of your range of skills, you are the Amplified’s Jack-Of-All-Trades and Neighbour. You have three separate 1xShot abilities, and can use them on separate nights. They are the following:

· 1 x Voltron Leader: You can decide during a day phase to ask your fellow Voltron team members (Nightwing101 and Renato_Sinclair) to vote for a particular action they want you to complete (you vote as well). Whichever option gets the most votes (or chosen randomly out of all tied votes if applicable) will be your action for the next night, where you can choose a target yourself. You action options are: block the Intensified’s nightkill, vigilante kill, rolecop, cop or block all the Intensified’s actions bar the nightkill. You begin the day phase vote by replying to this PM with Form Voltron Now, and you can choose your target (if applicable) by replying to this PM with Blast: [PLAYER].

· 1 x Soccer Player: You can intercept a pass from the opposition, and pass it on to your own teammate. The first night of this action will make you reflect any roles that target you onto the player who targeted you. You also choose someone to pass the ball on to, and for the next night, that player will have the reflect ability. The ball can be passed on to 4 people after you, and whoever the 5th player is to receive the ball can either use the reflect ability or decide to go for goal, and turn it into a vigilante kill. You can do this by replying to this PM with Intercept and Pass Ball To: [PLAYER].

· 1 x Performer: You can sing and perform to the players, mesmerizing them. You can choose one player to make voteless for the next day phase, and another who will be forced to vote for you. However, you will be unlynchable during this day phase. You can do this by replying to this PM with Mesmerize [PLAYER 1] and [PLAYER 2] to be Voteless and Drawn to Me Respectively. (Look, I had no idea how to write that action submission, so anything that makes sense should be fine xD)

Additionally, since you know Nightwing_101 and Renato_Sinclair in real life, you will share a neighbour chat. However, you don’t know either of their alignments.

You are aligned with the Amplified, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

swarla was lynched. They were aligned with the Amplified and were their Jack-Of-All-Trades and Neighbour.

Renato_Sinclair was lynched. They were...

Dear Renato_Sinclair.

You are friends with Elementar, Nightwing101, swarla and GreedyPablo_1955. You love anime and BTS, spending most of your time watching either or reading fanfiction.

Despite your innocent appearance, you can be very crazy, but also very energetic and bubbly. Because of your hidden craziness and real life friends, you are the Intensified’s Godfather, 1 x Destruction Starter, Messenger and Neighbour. Firstly, you will appear as being aligned with the Amplified from any theoretical cop check. Secondly, you may decide to create chaos and destruction, causing the next day phase to have the top two voted players lynched. You can do this by replying to this PM with Watch Crazy Anime Tonight. (Note: You cannot use this alongside your Messenger ability). Thirdly, you can go and talk to someone, and send them a nonreplicable message that night. You can do this by replying to this PM with Tell [PLAYER]: [MESSAGE]. Finally, since you know Nightwing101 and swarla in real life, you share a neighbour chat with them. However, you do not know their alignments.

You are aligned with the Intensified and win when you outnumber the Amplified or nothing can stop this from happening.

Renato_Sinclair was lynched. They were aligned with the Intensified and were their Godfather, 1 x Destruction Starter, Messenger and Neighbour.

It is now Night 5. The phase will end in 36 hours (+9 minutes) (to return to normal update time) on Monday the 8th of October at 10pm AEDT or 4am PDT.

Sorry for the slightly early update time btw. I have to go to work.

Elementar · Oct 8, 2018

Day 6 - Eventually Elapsed

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@MegaPod
@Lone_Garurumon
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@Feenie
@Kyriaki
@Crystal Onix
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud
@Space

LG was staying up late. The other mods had left the office some time ago, leaving LG to work diligently underneath the orange glow of the old-fashioned oil lamps on his desk. He was going over the profiles of all the possible Intensified members, trying to connect them to either romch or Renato_Sinclair.

It doesn’t make sense. None of these members have any real connections to the other Intensified members. They must have a more personal motivation… He grabbed a piece of paper and held it curved underneath the light, reacquainting himself with the potential motivations of each member. When he was satisfied with his knowledge, he swung his body and office chair to a slightly illuminated white board, beginning to scribble whatever popped into his mind. After 5 minutes of uninterrupted mental regurgitation, LG swung his chair back from the whiteboard and sat there, staring intently at the perplexing situations on the board. Come on LG. Embody Velma…

It was then that it clicked. “Jinkies! I deserve a Scooby Snack.” He reached into his jacket and pulled out a selection of sweet, dry dog biscuits, but spat them out as soon as they touched his tastebuds. “TV’s very unrealistic,” he said with disgust, slamming them back into his pocket and instead grabbing his Warning Pistol. “For now, it’s time to go to work.”

LG ended up in returnofmastercrazyhand’s room. The room was a mess, being in the middle of a renovation due to the member’s new absence from the forums. The walls were home to peeling plaster and scratched paint, complimenting the stains of the exposed cement floor dirtily. LG reached down and wiped the ground, noting the lack of dust.

“This area has been active.” He continued to rummage through the weirdly located items and rubbish, but eventually came across a piece of blank paper. The paper had obviously lost its shine, as it was bland and seemed to have absorbed the damp filth from the air. “That’s weird… Why would a blank piece of paper be hidden perfectly underneath a bucket?” He pondered the possibilities and enthusiastically pursued the first reasonable conclusion. “Maybe some hidden text? Ah, I saw that they used some lemons and heat on National Treasure to get the text out of the Declaration of Independence. There should be some lemons in the staff room, and I can use the oil lamps from my office.”

Once gathering the required materials, LG sat back in his office chair and began extracting the apparent text from the paper. It took 10 minutes to start achieving results, but they eventually came. Words slowly began to fade into existence, revealing a set of steps for some plan.

1. Steal
2. Amplify
3. Recruit
4. Eliminate (ensure failsafe plan is activated)
5. Create
6. Test
7. Distract
8. Destroy

“Oh man. This isn’t good… I need to get this to RC.” LG stood up frantically but paused instantly. Silence smacked the room and everything stopped moving, like time was frozen. LG saw the figure in front of him step forward.

“Step 7a, give LG info so there’s a reason to kill him, and announce my return.” returnofmastercrazyhand stood in front of LG and smiled despicably. “Miss me?”

“But you were banned! How are you here? I haven’t seen anyone remove it.” Amidst his shock, LG made sure to click the emergency message button on his smart mod watch, and a small little red light flashed once to begin recording.

“It did say I had a failsafe plan, did it not? Don't worry though; all will be revealed in due time. But for now, you’re coming with me.”

“Not without a fight.” LG aimed the pistol at romch and shot, but the professional bounty hunter dodged with blistering speed. He raced up to LG and punched him in the face, drawing blood from his nose and causing him to stumble backwards. The moderator fought back and hooked the Intensified member across the chin, creating a small cut underneath the latter’s lip.

“I’ve had enough of this.” romch slid a knockout dart from his sleeve and jabbed it into LG’s arm, sending him crashing to the ground. He then detached the smart watch from LG’s unconscious arm and planted his boot into it, pushing several metallic pieces into the floor. Grabbing his opponent’s legs, he flung LG’s body over his shoulder and left the room. Crumbs and breaking pieces of dog biscuits were left strewn across the floor.

Lone_Garurumon was killed. They were...

Dear Lone_Garurumon.

You are a current moderator of Fun & Games (including TWR). You are from Australia, albeit in a different time zone to the other Australian members. You like both Pokémon and Digimon, and theme either quite frequently.

You like your moderator duties, and had your detective skills amplified by the Amplifier. As such, you want to figure out how to reverse everyone back to their original selves. Because of your problem solving skills, you are the Amplified’s Tracker and 1 x Inquirer. Each night, you may track another player and see who they visited that night. However, you won’t be able to see what action they performed. You can do this by replying to this PM with Track: [PLAYER]. Furthermore, during one night phase only (not in conjunction with your tracker ability), you can ask a dead player a question, and get a response. You can do this by replying to this PM with Ask [PLAYER]: [QUESTION].

You are aligned with the Amplified, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

Lone_Garurumon was killed. They were aligned with the Amplified and were their Tracker and 1 x Inquirer.

It is now Day 6. The phase will end in 48 hours on Wednesday the 10th of October at 10pm AEDT or 4am PDT.

@Lone_Garurumon are you able to sub in?

Elementar · Oct 10, 2018

@Lone_Garurumon is subbing in for @Crystal Onix, effective immediately. Please confirm in thread.

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@Wormtail
@Melodious Nocturne Demyx
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@Feenie
@Kyriaki
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud
@Space

Official Votals
Kyriaki (5) - Space, Pika_pika42, Wormtail, Pirate Syleveon, FinalArcadia
Ereshkigal (1) - Kyriaki

The phase ends in around 4.5 hours.

Elementar · Oct 10, 2018

Night 6 - Insider

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@Wormtail
@Melodious Nocturne Demyx
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@Feenie
@Kyriaki
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud
@Space

Official Votals
Kyriaki (7) - Space, Pika_pika42, Wormtail, Pirate Syleveon, FinalArcadia, Nightwing101, Ereshkigal
Ereshkigal (1) - Kyriaki

RC finished listening to the recording. SoaringDylan was still absent, so he was the only Super Moderator left on the F&G team. “Why would he only allow Super Moderators and above to see this? Unless he couldn’t trust someone…” He zoned out and looked across at the pictures of the other team members on the wall. LG seemed to think that someone allowed romch to come back, but who… He continued to absent-mindedly glance over the pictures, and felt his mind click when he came across Elieson’s picture. “Elieson was the one who apparently shot romch.”

RC gathered his rainbow sword, cloud belt and his Daybreaker shield, donning the appearance of a colourful modern knight. Immediately he set off for the Lava-tory, preparing to face his fellow mod near the dangerous molten heat. Once arrived, he sent a message to Elieson via his smartwatch, and awaited him in the darkness.

Elieson was just outside Elementar’s room when he received the message. Sensing the demise of his act, Elieson prepared himself for a battle. Finally eliminating Elementar would have to wait until after facing RC, and if failed, he would leave the duty to his remaining Intensified members. Now it is I who will be tested.

Elieson approached the Lava-tory carefully, gazing around the falling lava streams to find RC in the middle of the room. “You look ready for a fight, Mr. Cloud. I’m Elie-dawg, you can’t beat me.”

“You thought you could get away with it Elieson? Who else had the chance to save romch? No one else insisted on taking him out.”

“Heh. I couldn’t make all of my tests hard. Some of them had to lead you on. For the real test isn’t in me, but in the ultimate goal. And I’m still a mod after all.”

“So who are you with?”

“Myself. It just happens that the Intensified’s goal aligned with my own. My only desire was to test you.”

RC was becoming desperate; their voice breaking as they tried to speak over the roaring hisses of lava sizzling. “How could you turn on your friends?”

“I didn’t turn. I helped you grow.”

RC pulled his rainbow sword from his belt and swung it in front of him. “Then we’ll see if it was put to good use.” He began charging towards Elieson, who promptly whipped his colourful Votals-Gun from his holster and began firing shots at the untainted mod. The blasts deflected easily off RC’s Daybreaker shield, flinging straight into the lava and burning out of existence. Elieson resorted to grabbing his staff as RC leapt off the ground with an energetic push of the legs, grabbing his rainbow sword with both hands and swinging down. A sparkling trail of stars and vibrant colours followed RC’s sword as it swung downwards, colliding with Elieson’s wooden staff and breaking it in two. RC continued to swing and deal blows, slowing injuring the tiring Elieson.

“It seems like it has worked. I guess my work has been complete…” Elieson puffed and fainted from exhaustion. RC stopped and slid his sword back into its holder, dropping the Daybreaker shield to his side and kneeling down to his fellow mod.

“I guess it is. We’ll help you Elieson. We’ll make sure you’re better.” With that done, RC grabbed his Teleportation Gun and shot Elieson square in the chest, sending him to the hospital room next to Elementar’s.

Kyriaki was lynched. They were Elieson, who was...

Dear Elieson.

You are a moderator of Fun & Games, including The War Room. You are known for being a very entertaining player and host, as well as running the EIMM games. You also have affiliations with Serenes Forest. You are a very skilled player, and are dangerous in any alignment. Your specialty is outside communication.

You like testing other players to bring out their skills. Because of this goal, you are the Intensified’s Tricky Tester. In order to test the Amplified, you have the following abilities:

· 1 x Redirector: You can redirect who a player is targeting onto another player. You can do this by replying to this PM with Mess With [PLAYER 1]’s Head and Have Them Target [PLAYER 2]
· 1 x Bus Driver: You can switch two players around, and whoever targets one player, will target the other. You can do this by replying to this PM with Confuse the Heck out of [PLAYER 1] and [PLAYER 2].
· 1 x Reflector: You can reflect any roles that target you onto the person who target you with them. You can do this by replying to this PM with Be an Absolute Legend Tonight.
· 1 x Deflector: You can deflect any roles that target you onto another player of your choice. You can do this by replying to this PM with Throw [PLAYER] Under the Bus and Smile Evilly.
· 1 x Annihilator Captain: You can tell the Annihilator role what to do, and give them an option to target a specific player. However, they can respond with a Yes or No, and won’t target if they answer with No. You can do this by replying to this PM with Tell Annihilator to Annihilate [PLAYER] Even Though I Have No Idea What They Do.

You are aligned with the Intensified and win when you outnumber the Amplified or nothing can stop this from happening.

Kyriaki (Elieson) was lynched. They were aligned with the Intensified and were their Tricky Tester.

it is now Night 6. The phase will end in 24 hours on Thursday the 11th of October at 10pm AEDT or 4am PDT.

Elementar · Oct 11, 2018

Day 7 - YOU've Grown

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@Wormtail
@Melodious Nocturne Demyx
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@Feenie
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud
@Space

The members’ morale was evidently down, and in order to combat the falling demeanour of the members, the moderators advised to jdthebud that opening a safe place to talk may be a good idea. Using Elementar’s empty office for the time being, jd opened his door to those who needed help to deal with their Amplified personalities, but was also under orders from the moderators to report anyone who seemed suspicious.

“So you think I should put Meowth’s face on a punching bag to get some anger out of my system?”

“I think that would help relieve the pressure inside you Pika. You can’t like every Pokémon, and sometimes it helps to take your anger out on something fake rather than something real.”

“Okay. Thanks jd! You’ve helped heaps,” said Pika_pika42, with the smile broad and gleaming in the room’s yellow light.

“You’re welcome. Please, stop by if you need anything.” Pika nodded and quietly opened the door, showing slight surprise when meeting Crystal Onix in the doorway.

“Excuse me commoner. I have matters to discuss with Mr. Bud.”

“O-of course,” stuttered Pika, who slipped out into the hallway towards the Fun&Bone Gym.

“Ah, CO, to what do I owe the pleasure? I don’t recall having an appointment for you today.”

“I am present on strict moderator business, sir. I have been requested by my…” He shivered at the thought of the word, “Bosses… to come and fetch you. If you would be so kind as to oblige.” jd nodded and lead CO out of the door, who made it known during the walk to the hospital that he was fond of jd’s expertise in his field, and was worth CO’s immaculate praise.

The two arrived outside Elieson’s room, meeting RC outside the window. “Ah, jd. Good to see you. Look, I was hoping you’d be able to talk to Elieson and see if you could gather info.”

jdthebud was taken aback. “L-like a cop? A detective?”

“Sort of. We just want to see if he gives up the names of anyone he was working with. Do you reckon you could talk to him?”

jd sighed and nodded reluctantly. He opened the door and sat down on a chair beside Elieson’s bed. The moderator reached up to take off his oxygen mask and coughed when fresh air filled his nose.

“Ah, so the sent in a negotiator,” opened Elieson. “You’re not going to get any info.”

“I thought you didn’t care about your teammates. Didn’t you use them to complete your goal of testing the other moderators?”

“Yes, but I still like loyalty. They helped me achieve their goal, so it is only right I help them achieve theirs.”

“I hear they’re planning to blow up the section. Is that true?”

“It may be. But I don’t want to get involved in politics.”

“You’re a moderator; it’s your job to be involved in section politics. Doesn’t your loyalty to your fellow mods also matter?”

“Both loyalties matter equally, so they shall be treated as such. Elie would rather look at doge memes than incriminate others.”

“Alright,” jd said, looking out the reflective window to where he imagined RC’s and CO’s faces to be peering inside. “Surely your loyalty to all members of the section outweigh those to a handful of disillusioned Intensified?”

“It seems like you forget that I was Intensified as well. My transformation apparently went wrong, according to you. Why would I deny others of ‘my kind’ their freedom to achieve their goals?”

“Because deep down, you know you feel different.” Elieson became quiet and looked directly at the ceiling above him.

“You can leave now. I’ll be having my dinner soon, and I’d like to collect my daily Fire Emblem Heroes awards alone.”

jd nodded and collected his folders, standing up and gently and walking out the room with a sense of professionalism. “Let me know if you need anything.” Elieson responded by grabbing the oxygen mask and placing it back over his mouth. jd closed the door behind him and met RC’s eyes. “I think I got somewhere today. Would you like me to come back tomorrow and continue?”

“Yes please. But for now, go home and rest. You’ve done a great deal of work today.” The unofficial psychiatrist smiled and made his way home.

He collapsed exhaustingly onto his queen bed, sinking into the memory foam mattress with a feeling of glee. He squinted open his eyes and made out the silhouette of a growing pot plant next to his bedside table. The plant had grown significantly in the past few days. jd forced himself up and rolled back his right sleeve, checking the healing scar on his bicep. He looked towards the tree, and saw a matching indent on the plant’s right branch.

CRASH.

jd slid back on the bed and rolled off, hiding behind the side of the bed furthest from the room’s door. A glass item had crashed in the kitchen, and he could make out a human’s shadow along the wall beside him.

“We can’t afford to have you here,” said a distorted voice. “You will not break us.” The figure dashed to the end of the bed and picked up jd by the collar, throwing him into a wall and shooting him with a gun in the right shoulder blade. He aimed again and shot him in the abdomen, before leaving the room and dashing away from the apartment. jd groaned and tried to crawl along the floor, but collapsed halfway from the wall to the bedside phone. The tree in the corner of the room had two holes in it; one where the trunk and right branch met and the other in the trunk’s midsection. jd soon lost consciousness.

Ow, ugh. Where am I? jd opened his eyes to be greeted with the white ceiling of his bedroom. He pushed his arm against the ground and painfully lifted himself up, pushing against the bed for support. The tree on the other side of the room had significant dents in the trunk and right branch, but no holes. He lifted his shirt and saw his own wounds, which had closed over and seemed to be healing. I doubt I’ll survive another one of them… he thought, before falling onto the bed and lying there comfortably, falling to sleep.

jdthebud was killed. They were...

Dear jdthebud.

You are a veteran of the website, being around since 2009. You mainly post in The War Room. You are the Head of Engineering, which is something that Maniacal Engineer may have trouble dealing with.

Like your name suggests, you are everyone’s buddy. However, it can also be interpreted as a plant bud. Because of these different interpretations, you are the Amplified’s 1 x Unofficial Psychiatrist, 1 x Friendly Neighbour and Plant Bud. Firstly, during one night phase, you can target a player, and if they are an independent, they will given the option to change into a town member. You can do this by replying to this PM with Talk With: [PLAYER]. Secondly, during one night phase, you can tell a player that you are aligned with the Amplified. You can do this by replying to this PM with Say Hi To: [PLAYER]. Lastly, you will grow from a bud into a tree. However, this will take 5 phases, but if you die after Day 3, you will retain your ability to both vote and talk, but will still be counted as a dead player.

You are aligned with the Amplified, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

NOTE: You have successfully grown into a tree.

jdthebud was killed. They were aligned with the Amplified and were their 1 x Unofficial Psychiatrist, 1 x Friendly Neighbour and Plant Bud. As they successfully grew, they can still talk and vote.

It is now Day 7. The phase will end in 48 hours on Saturday the 13th of October at 10pm AEDT or 4am PDT.

Elementar · Oct 13, 2018

Night 7 - False Lies

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@Wormtail
@Melodious Nocturne Demyx
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@Feenie
@Seth Rollins
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud
@Space

Official Votals
Seth Rollins (9) - Pirate Sylveon, Ereshkigal, Pika_pika42, Nightwing101, Melodious Nocturne Demyx, Space, FinalArcadia, Wormtail, TheCapsFan

“jd will be fine. All he needs is some rest.”

“Thanks Doc.” Doctor Floptopus smiled and carried her clipboard away with her, moving elegantly with the calm demeanour of a masterful human interactor. “That means we won’t be able to use them to get more info out of Elieson.”

“Or presumably Miss Renato_Sinclair now that they have… somewhat recovered from their injuries.” CO looked across at a hospital room that was lined with bright balloons and stuffed animals, peering at the giggling Renato as they watched Cells at Work.

Doctor Floptopus walked past again, noting, “That show is not realistic,” before continuing with her work.

“In any case, do we wish to see if any other Amplified members have shown an aptitude for gaining information?”

“I’ve heard that Seth’s been doing some work for money. He’s been helping determine whether someone is showing their true Amplified qualities,” replied RC.

“How may we affirm that this quality is not his own personal façade?”

“I guess there’s only one way to find out.”

Sometime later, RC and CO found themselves being let into Seth’s office by a monkey butler.

“Well, well, it’z nice to see you ma friends.” The room was dark. Shined wooden planks stretched down to make the walls of the room. Several stuff animal heads were placed in an orderly fashion along the beams, adding to the gloomy atmosphere. The moderators couldn’t see Seth’s face; only the bright ring of orange that hissed and spat out smoke from the area around his face. “What can I do for you? I can give moderators a discount for da right job.” He spoke with a slight Godfather accent.

“I don’t remember Seth ever being like this,” RC whispered to CO, but the message seemed to be intercepted.

“I don’ appreciate whispering in dis vicinity. We’re all on good conditions ‘ere, so I expect that it shall remain as such for our conversation. Is that undastood?” The moderators replied with nods. “Very good then.” He puffed one last time into his cigar and held it between his two fingers, pushing it into a metal tray and laying it to rest. “Now, onto business. Word is on the grapevine that you want me to talk to some Intensified member and see if he’s givin’ you good juice.”

“Yes, that is correct.”

“Alrighty then. Simple. It’ll be $200 for an hour.”

“One hour?!”

Seth grabbed another cigar and lit it with his jet-black lighter. “Yeah, I don’ work for nuthin. I get you good results.” He paused and leaned onto his desk, pressing his face forward so it was looking directly into CO’s eyes. “I can see through every deception.”

CO coughed when the cigar smoke infiltrated his airways. “I beg you, please rid me of that horrid smell, you animal!” He grabbed his fan and began waving in front of his nose.

Seth stood up and looked to RC with disapproving eyes, rolling them towards CO. “What I believe my friend was trying to say,” began RC, “is that we’re happy to accept your offer.”

“Good then.” Seth smiled wryly. “This is how it is in the wrestling business.”

RC was taken aback. “I don’t understand… wrestling?”

Seth chuckled. “Seth Rollins is a wrestling star of the WWE. In the spirit of my namesake, I wrestle with others’ thoughts and internal conflicts. I expose their weaknesses and press until I find their true selves.”

RC shuffled unnervingly. “Okay then. I guess we’ll be off. We’ll transfer the money to your account and we’ll see you tomorrow in the hospital wing.”

Seth nodded and saluted mockingly to the moderators, prompting them to turn around and walk quickly to the door. But the sound of strong electricity buzzing stopped them on their way. They turned back around and found Seth’s body convulsing underneath a Taser net, with no perpetrator to be seen.

Seth Rollins was lynched. They were...

Dear Seth Rollins.

You have just come back to The War Room after a small absence. The first game Elementar can remember you in was Pokémon XY&Z Anime Mafia, where you were influential in the town’s victory. You were the watcher, and after the lightning rod occurred, you knew all power role players.

In this game, and other games, you have shown an aptitude to figure out whether players are telling the truth. Because of this skill, you are the Amplified’s 2 x Lie Detector. During two night phases only, you can submit a phrase from another player and see whether they are telling the truth. However, this phrase cannot include a statement about explicit alignment (such as “I am town.” Phrases like “I feel like we’re different alignments” are allowed. You can do this by replying to this PM with Understand: [PHRASE].

You are aligned with the Amplified, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

Seth Rollins was lynched. They were aligned with the Amplified and were their 2 x Lie Detector.

It is now Night 7. The phase will end in 24 hours on Sunday the 14th of October at 10pm AEDT or 4am PDT.

Elementar · Oct 14, 2018

Day 8 - Silent Games

@FinalArcadia
@Nightwing101
@Wormtail
@Melodious Nocturne Demyx
@Pirate Sylveon
@Pika_pika42
@Feenie
@TheCapsFan
@Ereshkigal
@jdthebud
@Space

Yes! They’re coming back today. CheffOfGames’ alarm had just sounded at 5:00am, as he was planning to surprise SoaringDylan and DarthWolf on their return to Bulbagarden. He had purchased all food a day in advance, and had a party setup in the staff room.

The final adjustments took several hours to complete, but eventually, most of F&G’s members hid in several shadows and cracks of the staff room, prepared to jump out in the following moments when the returning moderators stood in the doorway. CheffOfGame’s voice could be heard from behind the door, guiding the mods to the old-fashioned door that each set of eyes focused upon. The door’s handle clicked and turned, pushing open slowly so reveal the Dutch mods. Their faces lit up when each member leapt from the hiding spots and yelled a scattered assortment of ‘surprises.’

“It’s good to be back,” SD managed to say over the residues of conversation that ensued after their arrival. “And it seems like it was just in time.” Most of the crowd laughed and went back to eating their small plates of finger food, finding conversation in the most unique of topics.

“So how have they been?” said Darth when the noise in the room reached a stage that could mask his own voice.

“They have been satisfactory. I believe we have suffer no casualties as of yet; only prisoners.” CO’s bluntness caught SD off guard, and caused the moderator to choke on his punch and spit on the ground.

Meanwhile, FinalArcadia and Feenie were talking with Cheff about how the party was organised.

“We want to throw Space her own party when she gets back,” said Feenie, who became disinterested in the punch she was drinking and handed it to her sister.

“Yeah, that would be really nice,” commented Cheff. “I could help you out if you’d like?”

“That’d be terrific! We just want to protect her and thank her. She’s done so much for us.”

“It’s really cool to have a family on Bulbagarden.”

FinalArcadia nodded. “Yeah, it is.” She smiled delicately. Feenie returned the smile and took a swig from the punch FA handed to her. For a few moments she appeared to be fine, but after several seconds passed, she wobbled and collapsed to the floor. “Feenie!” screamed FA, who immediately bent down to meet her sister’s unconscious body on the floor. SD, DW, RC and CO raced to where the scream came from, where DW promptly called Flop for medical assistance. SD grabbed Cheff and pulled him away from the scene, quietly murmuring “Did FA spike the punch?”

“No,” replied the shocked member. “She drank from it herself and didn’t tamper with it at all.”

Feenie was killed. They were...

Dear Feenie.

You are one of the famous sisters of The War Room. You, along with your sisters FinalArcadia and Space, are regulars in the War Room. You are known for your prowess as mafia, and have been a driving force in several mafia wins.

You want to protect your sisters from harm, but would be sad if either of them was hurt. Because of your family bond, you are the Amplified’s Personal Doctor. Each night, you can protect another player from a nightkill. You can do this by replying to this PM with Protect: [PLAYER]. However, if either Space or FinalArcadia are killed, your role will become unblockable.

You are aligned with the Amplified, and win when all threats to your faction have been eliminated.

NOTE: Your role is now unblockable.

Feenie was killed. They were aligned with the Amplified and were their Personal Doctor.

Space, in place of CheffOfGames, won the game. They were...

Dear CheffOfGames.

You are real life friends with DarthWolf and SoaringDylan. You are sad you didn’t get to go with them to Japan, but wish them well regardless. You’re also a staff artist, and are very skilled at what you do.

You don’t know where SoaringDylan and DarthWolf have gone for this game. Because of your confusion, you are aligned with yourself, and are an Info Searcher. Each night, you can rolecop another player, and when you find a role you like, you can copy it and use it yourself. (Note: you cannot use your rolecop after this occurs). You can rolecop by replying to this PM with Look At: [PLAYER], and you can copy their role by replying to this PM with Adopt [PLAYER]’s Role. Your goal is to find out as much information as possible, so you need use your moderator sources to submit a correct alignment list of all the alive moderators in this game.

You are aligned with yourself, and win when you have submitted a completely correct list of each of the alive moderators’ alignments.

Space (CheffOfGames slot) submitted a completely correct list of the alive moderators' alignments, and as such, won the game. They were aligned with themselves and were an Info Searcher.

It is now Day 8. The phase will end in 48 hours on Tuesday the 16th of October at 10pm AEDT or 4am PDT.

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