“Wake up, Gafia. Wake up and smell the ashes.” Retro called.
“Kingkitty’s dead. No ashes today.” Burbeting murmured sleepily.
“What the hell?” Salvapot’s exclamation shook the rest of them awake.
Where once, there had been two tables, now, there was only one.
Everyone eyed each other warily, and tucked their elbows in. They had gotten used to having much roomier seats. Now that they all back together, space was at much more of a premium.
Terrabyte eyed Retro. “Why?”
Retro shrugged. “The venue needed the table for something else. I took the liberty of having the Bobs move you.”
“Wait,” Seath said, looking around. “Where is Roy?”
After a brief look around to determine that Roytheone was, in fact, gone, all eyes turned to Retro.
“The damndest thing happened last night.” He said. “This girl just came running in, wearing a pink sweater with a shooting star on it. She said her name was Maple or Marple or something like that. Anyway, this was after we’d got the table set up, and when she saw it, her eyes went wide, and she just went running around the table, shouting ‘Duck! Duck! Duck! Duck!’ and when she got to Roy, she shouted, ‘Goose!’ and smashed Roy in the back of the head with a brick.”
Everyone stared silently at Retro.
“Bullshit.” AbsolutBro proclaimed.
Retro reached beneath the table and pulled out a bloodied brick.
“Anyway,” he said, “After that her ‘brother’ came in and dragged her out.”
“So you’re telling us that Roy was killed by Blargonaut?” Nin1000 asked.
Retro gave Nin a blank stare. “What? No. Blarg’s a guy, Nin, not a tweenage girl. You need to learn the difference between fantasy and reality.”
Nin1000 blinked at him.
“Besides,” Retro said, “That wasn’t actually Roy at all.”
Roytheone, aka Blargonaut, the Innocent, has been removed from the game.
“Blarg killed Blarg. Well, it’s not like it’s the first time.”
Day 7 Begins
REMINDER: Today will be a 48 hour phase.
Day 7 will end in:
“Kingkitty’s dead. No ashes today.” Burbeting murmured sleepily.
“What the hell?” Salvapot’s exclamation shook the rest of them awake.
Where once, there had been two tables, now, there was only one.
Everyone eyed each other warily, and tucked their elbows in. They had gotten used to having much roomier seats. Now that they all back together, space was at much more of a premium.
Terrabyte eyed Retro. “Why?”
Retro shrugged. “The venue needed the table for something else. I took the liberty of having the Bobs move you.”
“Wait,” Seath said, looking around. “Where is Roy?”
After a brief look around to determine that Roytheone was, in fact, gone, all eyes turned to Retro.
“The damndest thing happened last night.” He said. “This girl just came running in, wearing a pink sweater with a shooting star on it. She said her name was Maple or Marple or something like that. Anyway, this was after we’d got the table set up, and when she saw it, her eyes went wide, and she just went running around the table, shouting ‘Duck! Duck! Duck! Duck!’ and when she got to Roy, she shouted, ‘Goose!’ and smashed Roy in the back of the head with a brick.”
Everyone stared silently at Retro.
“Bullshit.” AbsolutBro proclaimed.
Retro reached beneath the table and pulled out a bloodied brick.
“Anyway,” he said, “After that her ‘brother’ came in and dragged her out.”
“So you’re telling us that Roy was killed by Blargonaut?” Nin1000 asked.
Retro gave Nin a blank stare. “What? No. Blarg’s a guy, Nin, not a tweenage girl. You need to learn the difference between fantasy and reality.”
Nin1000 blinked at him.
“Besides,” Retro said, “That wasn’t actually Roy at all.”
Roytheone, aka Blargonaut, the Innocent, has been removed from the game.
Welcome!
Now let’s see. Your name tag says Roytheone, but we both know that you are Blargonaut, the Innocent!
You are an Invited Guest. (That means you are aligned with the Town.)
You are an Ascetic Bulletproof Serial Killer Cop who is also a Doctor and has an Override…
Or at least you would be, but Ynnny told me that role was too imbalanced for this game. So, sorry, I guess you’re Ordinary Town.
But, uh, you can still vote! That’s cool, right? Yay Democracy!
You are Blargonaut, the ordinary town. Swamped invited you on the grounds that you don’t cause any problems, so you left your laxatives, rubber chickens, and fireworks at home. Shame. You could have been awesome as a neutral serial killer.
Oh well.
If you have any questions, please feel free to PM me.
You win when you have eliminated all threats to the invited guests.
Game Thread is here
Good luck, Blargonaut!
“Blarg killed Blarg. Well, it’s not like it’s the first time.”
Day 7 Begins
REMINDER: Today will be a 48 hour phase.
Day 7 will end in: