Congratulations! If you are reading this letter, you have been selected to spend up to a month living free of charge in the lovely town of Fyrestone! Now that everyone is here, I have a little bit of bad news for you. Turns out that our criminal background checks didn't work, and we have a few killers on the loose! No need to worry, however, as town members can lynch them if they find them.

Actual Game Rules:

The roles that we are playing with are as follows:

1 Godfather
1 Mafioso
1 Serial Killer
1 Medic
1 Mayor
1 Detective
4 Town Members

All ten members should have received a PM with a role and a link to this thread. During nights, please PM me your night actions. For people who need the response, I'll send one back. The game will start during the day.

It requires a majority of the town members voting for the same person to lynch them! As of now, that is 6 votes. If you wish to vote for someone, please follow the format below:

Vote: Player Name
Cancel Vote: Player Name
Change Vote: Player Name #1 to Player Name #2

Friendly tip from the GM: You don't have to justify why you are voting for someone in order for your vote to be counted, but if you wait to long as a town to vote, it's only going to be harder. Because of our player size, this is already a hard game for town to win.

Player List:

1. Chara
2. Miranda Frost
3. Weiss Schnee
4. Marcus Wright
5. Jade Harley
6. Revan Noctis
7. Eric Everstorm
8. Desman Black
9. Jams Bolero
10. Usopp

Good luck surviving!

It is now Day One. Voting has begun. All votes will be counted in 24 hours, or 5 PM EST. Day and Night cycles will take 48 hours in total. 

You may begin.

Ashes to Ashes.

Dust to Dust.

Koal crouched down, dragging the tips of his fingers through the thick layer of ash on the ground, staining his skin with black powder. It seemed to permeate everything in this verse, finding its way into every niche and crevice available. He rubbed his fingers together, feeling the gritty substance grins beneath his digits. Bracing a hand on his knee, he rose from hair crouch, caring his gaze to the horizon. The wasteland was dotted with jagged cliffs and lava flows. It would be hell to navigate, but Seraph insisted this was a good place to set his plans in motion. 

"No time to get started like the present." He mumbled, his footsteps throwing up a small cloud of ash. He looked around, his mind automatically forming plans and attack patterns, defensive positions, and potential hideouts. This world would do. It might have been rough around the eyes, but The Demon was determined to bend it to his will. A distant rumble echoed past Koal's ears, signaling yet another volcanic eruption. As if this world didn't have enough lava. He chuckled as a thought leapt to mind.

'Hell is a much scarier place than this, Koal.'

Koal continued to chuckle anyways, the sound deep and gravelly, akin to rocks grinding against each other. He stepped off of a drop off, bending his knees and rolling as he hit the ground. As he got up, he noticed that his left leg glistened with something dark... and wet. Koal gently touched his leg, his fingers coming away red as he pulled his hand back to gaze at it. Blood. As he reached his conclusion, A voice made itself known, calling out to the young man.

"Take another step and we'll end your worthless life. Don't think about trying to run either." Koal heard the metallic clacks of several guns being readied to fire. The voice was feminine and elegant, not fitting in with the ragged look of the Plains.

"We have you surrounded." The Demon looked around him, his eyes searching for any sign of the woman and her comrades, and sure enough, in the dim light, he saw several gun barrels trained at him. Their owners crept forward with the practiced movement of soldiers, and the Demon was impressed. Koal raised his hands above his head, moving slowly, as if they were dangerous animals. Which, in a way, they were. 

"And why should I listen to you? I could end every single one of your lives right now if I wanted." He heard a laugh, a high and pure sound, like chiming bells. Then he felt a presence behind him, and words resounded next to his ear. 

"We're not strangers to killing primes, friend. But I like your spirit. Maybe I'll keep you as a pet." Those words made Koal snarl, and as he twisted to rip her throat out, he felt the barrel of a gun slam into the back of his head, and his vision went dark.

Quote:Continued from Dante's return in the Nexus.

Weiss took in a breath, a hand coming down to her stomach, smirking as she walked towards the restaurant door with Ruby. It was a little embarrassing for her to be caught like this, but then again, she really hadn’t had anything to eat. She felt so hungry she could faint! 

Smiling, she once again thought about what they’d been through with a wince. It felt like Weiss had gone through hell and back, just for the small treasure of getting her friend - well, more than friend - back in her life. Six months of hell, then a week of trials afterwards. Still, Weiss closed her eyes in contentment. It was over. Life wasn’t normal, but it felt far more normal than anything else did. As she stepped forward, she knew it was with the trust of a soft hand in…

Weiss opened her eyes.


Her hand wasn’t holding on to anything. And as she looked at the plain, brick alley in front of her, she realized she was in no form of restaurant.
Weiss’s hand twitched, trying to find some evidence of the phantom hand.
“...Ruby?” Weiss breathed, her breathing growing thick as her hand went to Myrtenaster.

No.

“How sweet.” a chilling, feminine voice spoke from behind the confused huntress. The voice had a misty, feminine quality. It sounded almost ordinary, like a regular girl’s voice, but the edge it had at the end of it, and it’s creepy reverberation, made it sound horrifying. “...You really care for her, don’t you? It makes sense. Something had to be keeping you going.”


“Who are you?” Weiss asked, barely keeping her voice from cracking. She had no idea how she’d gotten here. Her first instinct was that she’d teleported, but if that had happened, she would have at least noticed something like that. Last she remembered, she was daydreaming about how things had changed in her life, and suddenly, Ruby was gone, she was here, and this creature was talking to her behind her. But if Ruby was gone -

“What have you done with her?!” Weiss spat, Myrtenaster exploding into her hands as red energy crackled along it’s edges. “If you touched her-”
Weiss’s voice faltered, as she heard a sucking, squelching noise. Her eyes widened as she realised where she recognized the sound:
It sounded just like when she’d stabbed Okor through his undead abdomen in the arena.
Weiss went to turn her body, to see her opponent, only to feel a sudden, wrenching pain as her body resisted her, deep in her...
In a cold sweat, she looked down…

Five jagged, bony daggers were jutting out of her stomach.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to worry you. She’s fine.” the voice answered, as Weiss tried to focus on the words. The whole room was starting to spin around her, and a dull buzzing had started to make itself known in her head.
“We can even go talk to her, if you’d like.” The voice continued. “After I’m finished with you, of course. We still have so much to do, partner."
Weiss tried to move, to do anything, but as she tried to turn her head, a rough, gritty hand grabbed her ponytail and wrenched her head back to the most horrifying face Weiss had ever witnessed.

“Hey.”

Quote:

When you play tabletop games four times a week at least, especially when they go late into the night... people say stupid and funny shit.

Gonna go ahead and warn you, this isn't the most clean set of quotes. Because we're not exactly the most filtered lot. There's a lot of people who say a lot of things, though, and I haven't kept track of who's said what. That, and I don't know if anybody would appreciate being named off here... so if they want to step forward, they may. But, y'know. No obligation to. Thought you folks might like a laugh, though.

Without further ado... THE LIST!

"What would I roll for puppy-dog eyes?"
"Instant tank - Just add water!"
"You have a +7 to motherfucker stabbing?!"
"They don't want you here, but they also don't want to approach you, so they're just making distressed crab noises."
"One second ago, I was being dumb with crabs, and now I'm making reasonable points. What the fuck?!"
"I could use one of the crabs as an improvised lighter!"
"I rolled stealth for the cookies."
"I walk in and the first thing I see is a guy without his shirt on."
"Well, now his house is in the shitter squared."
"In case of Doom, break glass."
"'In the last fight, we caught a light bug from the swarm. I think somebody was keeping it as a pet--' 'FREDERICK IS NOT PROPER TESTING MATERIAL.'"
"Octavia will express she would prefer to be eaten while awake, and also please use different wording."
"Did Coral just snore so loud she woke herself up?"
"I retroactively turn breakfast into a boopfest."
"I cleave him in two. Plus one."
"Coral Pov'rel cuts the air with a mop and creates an interdimensional rift."
"Fire hydrant waifu is best waifu."
"When in doubt, use powerful drugs!"
"Khloe picks up 'The Anatomy of the Harem', an academic journal by one Auszen Powers, Ph.D."
"There is only one taco stand in Atlas."
"*distant sounds of angry, bubbling worm bellowing*"
"+9 Pants bonus to Intimidation."
"We need your word on world-building relating to goblin penises."
"Of course, that wasn't saying much in a town like Bumblefuck."
"Captain Morgan's Year-Old Bread Crumb Fish Fillets®! Now available in your local fish aisle! They have those, right?
We have our No Guarantee Guarantee™ , including such wonders as "98.7% sure there won't be a fish hook in the fish" and "the bread crumbs probably aren't mouldy!"
Captain Morgan's Year-Old Bread Crumb Fish Fillets®. 'They're edible!'™"
"I've gotta steal from Leonidas' anus"
"We appear to have stumbled upon a pig orgy."
"'I apologize for almost decapitating you.' 'It's nothi--... wait, what the Hell am I saying? You owe me one.'"
"Distant sounds of hardcore peeing"
"Dudington, Guy - Duke of Dipshire"
"Coral Pov'rel foresees burger PTSD."
"No! El Supremo, no!"
"El Supremo just looms over you as a shadow before trying to shove all of himself down your throat."
"Three words drip from Coral's lips: 'El Supremo, no.'"
"NOBODY IS READY FOR BEACON WITH ITS SOCIOPATH TEAMS AND POLYGAMY"
"Coral Pov'rel boops away 'anything's-a-dildo-if-you're-brave-enough'-style."
"Skadi can't help but grin at Arne, but she turns back to Rai and has a faceful of titties she doesn't know what to do with."
"...Ignatius, do not charm the dark elf who just killed our allies."
"Using Grimm to get underaged alcohol - that's the level we're at now!"
"NO BRIBING THE GM WITH ANAL LOOT"
"Great. The wall's adding to my vocabulary."
"I'd like to think I can hit a mug in its critical areas."
"THE GAME KEEPS THROWING SADISM AT ME"
"GOD FETISHISM WAS THE DREAM"
"I just came back to 'no dingoes in the mines, no dingoes in the mines' and I don't know if I want context."
"'The sound of... looooove,' she says, remembering last night."
"Is wiping monkey doocus off my face a standard action or a bonus action?!"

Navy Blue = Nep
Bright-ish Red = Adam
Went with darker colours so I wouldn't get eyesore complaints. The difference is slight, but it is noticeable, or at least it is to me.
If you're on this list - you know who you are - and you want to be credited, lemme know which ones are yours and I'll add you in with a colour.

Dawnika exited the oddly placed tavern. That Miranda figure was intriguing. Hopefully she would have a chance to work with her in the near future. First thing’s first though, she needs to get rid of Kagetsume.

It would not be easy to locate this cult’s hideout, but from the tidbits she collected on the dataverse there was a joining process where a member had to find the entrance to their lair. This was deeply hidden in a code that was supposed to be really hard to crack. It explained the cult’s rituals and progress throughout their years in the Omniverse. Though most would find it hard to catch on to quickly without reading it a few times, the clues were hidden in the text, not the stories. Every capital letter, when put together, spelled out words, in which directed the reader to the cults main temple. Those capital letters spelled out the sentence, “IF YOU WISH TO JOIN, COME TO THE LARGEST VOLCANO IN THE ASH.” Simple enough.

With that, Dawn found herself a map of the Ashen Steppes, or what cartographers had mapped so far, on her dataverse device. The largest volcano mapped was few miles away. It would be some walk but Dawn was ready to expel this demon.

It took maybe an hour or two, and trailing through basilisks and other forms of monstrosities, but she finally made it to the marked volcano. It was huge, and it looked active. While this was most certainly dangerous, if Dawn died she would just respawn in the Nexus later so it would hardly be a drawback. She looked for an entrance in the face of the volcano. A tunnel system seemed to be carved into the wall of rock a short climb up the eastern side. That had to be what she was looking for. The vigilante spread her demonic angel wings and flew up to the opening of the tunnels, landing in the cave. From here on, it was going to be even more heated.

***

Luci floats through a grey-scale dreamscape echo of Tier-5, her spray-paint can at the ready. The Astral Realm distorts sounds and shadows, warping them strangely, giving a surreal weirdness to every movement. Luci is not afraid. She passes by Moss, Klowdy's first lieutenant.

The area around Moss is flashing with brightly colored lights, contrasting with the grey of the Astral Realm around him. He is getting a lap-dance from a Twi'lek stripper. Luci floats on.

Luci sees Lyon, Klowdy's second lieutenant. He is sobbing, and holding the body of a young elven woman with a burn hole in her chest. She flinches, and floats on.

Klowdy's astral presence is strong. Whereas his friends light up a small ten-foot area with their dreams, Klowdy lights up a whole city block with color. He dreams of merchants and performers and families with laughing children and a hundred other people living happy, peaceful lives.

Luci follows behind him curiously, easing her way through the crowd. Klowdy is laughing with a group of young elves. Luci realizes with a shock that it is his gang, but with faces filled with joy and cleaned of war paint. Klowdy catches her eye and wanders over.

"Hey," he says nonchalantly. A hand-rolled cigarette in his mouth seems to not experience gravity and keeps trying to float away.

"Hey," Luci responds, her neck craning around. "This is beautiful. How long have you been Dreaming?" she asks, meaning how long has he become lucid in the Astral Plane.

"Oh for years now," the elf explains, peeling a tangerine. "It's the only place I can relax, let my guard down a little."

A young dwarf boy pulls a wagon of laughing elf children over the cobblestone road.

"I can understand that," says Luci, her eyes unfocusing, her mind going somewhere else for a moment.

"But you," Klowdy says "You're something else. You're a Native. You're a fish in water."

Luci shifts. "It reminds me of home."

Luci pauses. A young Ewok presses something into her hand. It's a glowing chrysanthemum.

"So," she says "You can dream of anything, and this is what you choose?"

Klowdy nods solemnly. Luci nods back, and looks at the flower in her hand.

"It's a good dream, Klowdy," she tells him. "It could be better."

"You're talkative all of a sudden," he says, bemused. "I don't recall asking for a critique, but since you're so chatty, why don't you tell me what would you do to make this dream better?"

Luci pulls him close.

***

So, It has been almost an entire year since I declared myself transgender! I started to identify myself female on January 7th, 2016 at 4:18PM! This said, it kind of feels like a birthday to me! wanted to say thank you to everyone who supported me in my endeavor so far(Which is pretty much everyone on this site, Thank you!). I'm happy to say that Nathaniel Greene Arvin no longer exists to me as no one else but my father.(Who is also named Nathaniel Greene Arvin, I'm the 3rd) I am, and forever will be Dawnika Shae Snow, and I feel like it's all thanks to you guys. You're like I second family for me and I love you all. If you wanna tell me happy birthday on the 7th, even though it's not my actual birthday, I wouldn't mind, but my actual birthday is still July 19 ^^ Love you people.

Sooo... Our last mock fight kind of died out, and it's completely my fault. This is our new attempt at this, and this thread is the place for us to discuss things in relation to the fight, for requests for extensions, and for the judge(s) to make comments and post judgements when the fight has concluded. That being said, we need someone to judge, so if you're interested please post here.

Now, to Jams specifically. These are the rules I propose, feel free to offer some other rules, and we'll decide on an official set.

Word Limit: 800
Posts Per Player: 3
Time Limit: 48 hours
Random Elements: Off (Not like it's going to matter, you have no super moves)
Damage Meter: On

While we wait for a judge, let's say (Just in case we think of something) that we have 24 hours from this post to buy items/moves/transformations in preparation. We also need to figure out where the fight is going to take place, so that we have a setting for the fight.

Ciao!