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So I'm finally dying? Well I just hope I was right about there only being one mafia left. You guys are putting way too much money on this strongman theory.
Still not sure the Reinhardt stuff came from or how nsg was xander?
So I'm finally dying? Well I just hope I was right about there only being one mafia left. You guys are putting way too much money on this strongman theory.
Still not sure the Reinhardt stuff came from or how nsg was xander?
So I'm finally dying? Well I just hope I was right about there only being one mafia left. You guys are putting way too much money on this strongman theory.
Still not sure the Reinhardt stuff came from or how nsg was xander?
The Reinhardt stuff we believe in because "Magic is Everything" is one of his quotes, and Opossum used it when Apollo died. It makes us think that Reinhardt is a character here.
And personally I don't think there's a strongman here but IDK I'm kind of high on the suspect list
Sorry if you actually end up being townie. But if you've been mafia all along then catch me outside lol
If --- isnt mafia. None of you are safe towns in my eyes and I will be trying to prove everyone at the same time while trying to survive the night lmao.
If --- isnt mafia. None of you are safe towns in my eyes and I will be trying to prove everyone at the same time while trying to survive the night lmao.
Because Red and Holder are both blockers. Praline too in a different way. Me and Tri are both vengeful. You and praline both snoops. Opo is devious confirmed.
Because Red and Holder are both blockers. Praline too in a different way. Me and Tri are both vengeful. You and praline both snoops. Opo is devious confirmed.
Because Red and Holder are both blockers. Praline too in a different way. Me and Tri are both vengeful. You and praline both snoops. Opo is devious confirmed.
lmao the more talky talky the harder it is to pinpoint the mafia. nobody is contradicing anything and every reason as to why someone could be mafia there is a alternative as to why not.
Im not sure if I want to win this anymore just let it end.
It was raining today. That was new. Regardless, the lynch proceedings occurred as normal. The barracks had endured worse.
They always did.
No one was sure what brought them all to this moment, tearing each other apart like this. Was an Arena Score really so important? Where were Alfonse, Sharena, and Anna? Or Fjorm? At this point, the Summoner had far too many questions and far too few answers.
Was he complicit in all of this? He gave the order. He was the tactician. Could he be held responsible? Did the summoned Heroes go out in pain? Who sent in the cavalry to begin with? The Summoner surely didn't. He was never lucky enough to pull Brave Lyn, for example.
That was a question for another day, however. He finished reading the votes. It didn't take long, after all. So few of his friends were left. He commanded the Hero with the most votes to go up onto the gallows.
The Summoner sighed, clenching his fists. What if he failed? "Virion! Fire when ready!" He swallowed, nearly choking on his own preemptive grief.
Virion drew back his bow string...right before something peculiar happened. The target raised his blade, making Virion hesitate.
"I cannot fall into the hands of the enemy," he said. He then thrusted his blade directly into his middle, twisting it as lightning shot out. "So I'll fulfill a samurai's...final duty!" He screamed as the electricity coursed through his entire body.
"I'm counting on you," he said, weary, as he fell to the ground.
His sword would wield the power of thunder no longer, and as the hero's body remained lifeless and impaled at the gallows, the thunder roared from the clouds above.
Virion turned to the Summoner, who was trying unsuccessfully to maintain composure for the sake of the remaining units. Little did the Summoner realize, however, that Virion was attempting the same.
"My dearest friends," Virion began, "today we have lost a great and honorable man. A man too proud to fall by my own arrows, and one unjustly chosen to die."
You are Ryoma, Crown Prince of Hoshido. You fight with honor, but as a samurai, you will NOT allow yourself to fall into the hands of an enemy.
- If the Mafia comes to kill you at night, they will sadly, succeed...however, using your legendary blade Raijinto, you will take your assailant down with you! However, there exists one foe you cannot take down under a certain circumstance.
- As a bonus, you know who one of the mafiosos are...among them is Prince Xander of Nohr. Twice per game, you may send me a PM saying "Activate Raijinto." Should Xander come after you specifically, you will kill him before he is able to hurt you! However, timing is key here.
- You come up as Clean on an alignment check.
The remaining four units returned to their rooms, but the Summoner remained out in the rain. He fell to his knees and slammed his fist down into the ground beneath him.
"Damn it all! Damn me for going through with it!"
Virion descended from the rooftop, approaching his forlorn commander.
"You did what you needed to do," he said.
"Then I should be the one to gamble with his life!" the Summoner yelled. "Ryoma didn't need to die. The signs were there and we were too blind to see them! I've lost too many of them, Virion. These were Heroes from throughout the ages, legends from far-flung worlds! And I failed them. One by one I failed them."
"And yet I was the one who robbed them of their lives in the end," said Virion. "You gave the order, yes, but it was I who struck them down. To give up now would only serve to ensure that they died in vain!"
Virion had never spoken so forcefully. And yet, the Summoner knew he was right. There was still a bit of time. This wasn't over yet. Tharja, Ryoma, Bartre, Micaiah...they'd all be avenged.
The Summoner dried his eyes with his sleeve.
"You're right, Virion. I...I'm sorry for showing such weakness."
"Compassion for one's soldiers is not a weakness, but the greatest strength of all. It's why you're the tactician and not me, after all. We'll drive out the cavalry, or I assure you, I'll die trying to do so."
It is now Night Five. You have 24 hours to submit your night actions. Invite me to all PMs. Good luck, town, because you're gonna need it. Try not to mess this night up...
GOD BLESS YALL CUZ AFTER THIS DONE IM GOING 2 PIXIE HOLLOW 4 REAL
IT'S HOLDER AND I CALLED IT A DAY AGO
edit: sorry. But I did tell y'all in advance so y'all shouldn't act like I'm a suspect now considering I was going out of my way to believe and save ---.
Theres too many signs im sure I picked up on the right ones but how do I know which ones are true and which ones are lies / made up possibilities of mine.
Y'all I'm going to bed. See ya later. And I'm working tomoz night shift...so hopefully that doesnt make me do last minute mistakes again costing the game. If it even matters. Imma die.
Theres too many signs im sure I picked up on the right ones but how do I know which ones are true and which ones are lies / made up possibilities of mine.
This confirms there is 1 left indeed.
Yh because that worked with Shiny
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Y'all I'm going to bed. See ya later. And I'm working tomoz night shift...so hopefully that doesnt make me do last minute mistakes again costing the game. If it even matters. Imma die.
Yeah because you obviously felt the need to step in and give your own 2 cents
I'm sorry. That wasn't nice. At this point we should try teaming up, not breaking apart. Without us working together we would have never gotten this far. I apologize.
Yeah because you obviously felt the need to step in and give your own 2 cents
I'm sorry. That wasn't nice. At this point we should try teaming up, not breaking apart. Without us working together we would have never gotten this far. I apologize.
It was raining today. That was new. Regardless, the lynch proceedings occurred as normal. The barracks had endured worse.
They always did.
No one was sure what brought them all to this moment, tearing each other apart like this. Was an Arena Score really so important? Where were Alfonse, Sharena, and Anna? Or Fjorm? At this point, the Summoner had far too many questions and far too few answers.
Was he complicit in all of this? He gave the order. He was the tactician. Could he be held responsible? Did the summoned Heroes go out in pain? Who sent in the cavalry to begin with? The Summoner surely didn't. He was never lucky enough to pull Brave Lyn, for example.
That was a question for another day, however. He finished reading the votes. It didn't take long, after all. So few of his friends were left. He commanded the Hero with the most votes to go up onto the gallows.
The Summoner sighed, clenching his fists. What if he failed? "Virion! Fire when ready!" He swallowed, nearly choking on his own preemptive grief.
Virion drew back his bow string...right before something peculiar happened. The target raised his blade, making Virion hesitate.
"I cannot fall into the hands of the enemy," he said. He then thrusted his blade directly into his middle, twisting it as lightning shot out. "So I'll fulfill a samurai's...final duty!" He screamed as the electricity coursed through his entire body.
"I'm counting on you," he said, weary, as he fell to the ground.
His sword would wield the power of thunder no longer, and as the hero's body remained lifeless and impaled at the gallows, the thunder roared from the clouds above.
Virion turned to the Summoner, who was trying unsuccessfully to maintain composure for the sake of the remaining units. Little did the Summoner realize, however, that Virion was attempting the same.
"My dearest friends," Virion began, "today we have lost a great and honorable man. A man too proud to fall by my own arrows, and one unjustly chosen to die."
You are Ryoma, Crown Prince of Hoshido. You fight with honor, but as a samurai, you will NOT allow yourself to fall into the hands of an enemy.
- If the Mafia comes to kill you at night, they will sadly, succeed...however, using your legendary blade Raijinto, you will take your assailant down with you! However, there exists one foe you cannot take down under a certain circumstance.
- As a bonus, you know who one of the mafiosos are...among them is Prince Xander of Nohr. Twice per game, you may send me a PM saying "Activate Raijinto." Should Xander come after you specifically, you will kill him before he is able to hurt you! However, timing is key here.
- You come up as Clean on an alignment check.
The remaining four units returned to their rooms, but the Summoner remained out in the rain. He fell to his knees and slammed his fist down into the ground beneath him.
"Damn it all! Damn me for going through with it!"
Virion descended from the rooftop, approaching his forlorn commander.
"You did what you needed to do," he said.
"Then I should be the one to gamble with his life!" the Summoner yelled. "Ryoma didn't need to die. The signs were there and we were too blind to see them! I've lost too many of them, Virion. These were Heroes from throughout the ages, legends from far-flung worlds! And I failed them. One by one I failed them."
"And yet I was the one who robbed them of their lives in the end," said Virion. "You gave the order, yes, but it was I who struck them down. To give up now would only serve to ensure that they died in vain!"
Virion had never spoken so forcefully. And yet, the Summoner knew he was right. There was still a bit of time. This wasn't over yet. Tharja, Ryoma, Bartre, Micaiah...they'd all be avenged.
The Summoner dried his eyes with his sleeve.
"You're right, Virion. I...I'm sorry for showing such weakness."
"Compassion for one's soldiers is not a weakness, but the greatest strength of all. It's why you're the tactician and not me, after all. We'll drive out the cavalry, or I assure you, I'll die trying to do so."
It is now Night Five. You have 24 hours to submit your night actions. Invite me to all PMs. Good luck, town, because you're gonna need it. Try not to mess this night up...
The sun had become an unwelcome guest as of late. Its arrival, to the Summoner, signaled it was time to head down the stairs and take careful note of the death, or deaths, that occurred during the night that preceded it.
However, the Summoner truly wasn't prepared for what he was about to see.
"Could...could it be?"
"Indeed it could be, dear Summoner."
Virion marched toward him, smiling.
"Everyone is alive and accounted for!"
"What a relief," said the Summoner. Had someone been protected? Did the Mafia decide not to kill anyone? Was it something else entirely? Regardless of the reason, the Summoner was thankful. "That being said, we must not celebrate too early. Someone among us is secretly a member of the usurping cavalry. We must draw them out and strike."
"Quite so. Shall we begin, then?"
No one died. It is now Day Six. Be very careful voting today, as the wrong choice will help secure a Mafia victory. Also remember to vote for Silque on the last day of Choose Your Legends!