Apologies again for the delays. I'll explain more in my next post (coming in the next few days).
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The town closed in on Lakak, sensing that his honesty about belonging to the Town was insincere. Smiling, Lakak lowered his head and accepted his fate. But, before he surrendered himself to the Town, the lowered his head and snapped his fingers.
*POOFM*
Lakak had disappeared.
“Over here, you fools!” a voice shouted from the trees near the outskirts of the village.
Led by their Kingmaking-Rolestealing-King Pikamaster, they raced to the edge of town. Lakak was seen in dark robes now standing atop a fifteen-foot tall tree.
“You may have attempted to remove me, but you have only prolonged your misery.” Lakak's voiced echoed through the town, his eyes now glowing red and black. “It is time you truly realized where you were and what ends you will soon meet. BEHOLD!” And, with that, the pulled a branch down on the tree and , in another flash, disappeared, taking his Independent ways with him.
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7. Assassin (Lakak): You are an Assassin, sent to the Village to spy on the proceedings and usurp the power of the King. The Werewolves have taken care of the latter problem. Now you just need to pave the way for the Assassin’s Guild to move in on the Town.
As the Assassin, you have an
ITEM: Gilded Revolver . During the Game Day, you may type in
BOLD SHOOT (insertnamehere) into the game thread. You may do this six times total during the game (it’s only a six shooter, sorry). Sometimes the Revolver will fire and kill that person. Sometimes, it will click through to the next round. You cannot choose to kill the Game Day’s current King, but you may fire as many of your six shots during a day as you wish.
WIN CONDITION: Last Man Standing.
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TOWN WINS!!!!
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Town Wins?
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In an instant, the Villagers found themselves in the middle of a Cobblestone-tiled room, no longer on a dirt path at the end of town. The trees around them began to morph into tiny squares, then fall and dissolve into the ground. The previous blue sky turned into a darkened, cold, stone ceiling. A small, broken cord hung from this ceiling, high enough to hang...a chandelier from. Broken mirrored walls provided the walls of the room, many of which lied shattered on the ground. Strange, talking boxed showed moving pictures of beautiful dancers and some darker, macabre acts.
The town stood, cowering together, until they began to gag. An ungodly stench that they had not noticed before filled the room, causing many to wretch and fall to the floor. What could be the cause of this smell? A simple glance revealed that a pile of bodies had been erected, almost high enough to reach a single, barred window high above the ground. Years of decomposition had not been kind to these bodies, nor the fact that it appeared that they had been ravaged over the year by some wild animal.
The town knew they were no longer in Orléans, but where were they? Only one person could sense the truth...
“We are in Paris,” murmured shinygyarados, the Village's Seer. “But it is not our Paris. We've somehow always been in the future. And, more, we're not alone in here...”
And with a scream, he was pulled into the darkness.
The town crowded together in the middle of the room, where a small pilot light shone down. One by one, each villager was dragged into the darkness, their wailing halted by a crunch, then a grunt, then a shuddered. The town continued to disappear until only the current King, Pikamaster, and the real Kingmaker, PkB, huddled together in the middle of the room. Pikamaster wielded the scepter of his position while PkB used his newly-found cape to defend what evils lie beyond. Then, the most curious thing happened.
One pair of glowing eyes approached the men. When he finally stepped into the artificial light, it was revealed to be a man in a tattered Jesters outfit, his mouth and parts of his costume stained red with blood. While not instantly recognizable, it was soon seen to be DarthPika, a
Voguer from turn of the century Paris.
“Hello, gentlemen.” he spoke with a chilling confidence that shook both men to their core. “Welcome to the Paris Opera House. This was the site of an infamous massacre in the late 1800s. And though I survived, it was not well. I have lived here on the fringe for almost ten years. And recently, I was contacted by those from the future who would like to attempt a...how shall we say...experiment. I regret to inform you that you will never see the time that you came from the way you came here. But you may join us now.” With those words, he turned and walked back into the darkness.
And his shadowy figure was replaced with the faces and eyes of the Villagers who had been drawn screaming into the darkness. No longer were they human, but inhuman Vampires bent only on feeding and converting. PkB and Pikamaster knew their lives as humans would soon be over. But before they passed into the great beyond, the Voguer's voice could be hear once more.
“Welcome to the Coven.”
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TOWN WINS!!!
I'll do a role drop of all remaining living roles later, but I'll let y'all adsorb this before I post any thoughts, including info about the next WW game. Hope you all enjoyed!
~Cardz.