00:00:10The last few seconds slowly slipped away and the day came to and end, would the group see another?
The answer to the unspoken question came in the form of the ringing of their cell phones.
Attention all Players, the
votes currently
stand as follows
[Deathsword] {1}:
Jim Groovester[Boltur] {1}: ,
Nerjin[Nerjin] {2}:
Deathsword,
blackmagechill[blackmagechill] {0}:
[Jim Groovester] {0}:
"It's decided then." Came a voice from behind.
The entire group span around as one and stared at the figure standing there. A tall man in snazzy clothing and shades, he held an air of power about him.
"I am the Conductor," the man said and held one of his hands out. "And it seems that you have chosen
Nerjin to be the one to be Erased today. I have decided to take care of the matter personally."
Immediately an object in his hand flashed and a large red serpent seemed to grow out of it, flying towards Nerjin.
"Alright, boss," He said, "If that's the way it's gonna be I ain't going to argue."
A split second before the serpent reached him, there was a bright flash of light. The serpent sat there looking confused as a few white feathers floated down over. There was no trace of Nerjin left.
The Conductor looked slightly miffed and, with a small gesture, Erased the serpent, which disappeared in a flash of static. He turned around and a Reaper dressed in red flew down in front of him.
"Ah, Shakerag, I'll leave you to deal with the remaining Players, there's no hope of them winning now."
"Yes sir." The Reaper replied with what could have been a grin obscured by the bandanna that covered his mouth. He turned around to face the group, only to discover that Deathsword had already disappeared, leaving only three people standing there.
Jim looked at blackmagechill, then Boltur and the terrible truth came to light. Both grabbed hold of an arm each and forced him to the wall.
Shakerag slowly walked forward, tossing a pin up in the air and catching it as he advanced.
"So this is how it ends, eh old friend?"
"You b******!" Jim yelled, "Why are you one of them?!"
"I like existing, that's why." Shakerag replied and took a step back. Then, a large bear with tattoo-like arms appeared in front of him. The creature then tore into Jim with savage fury, it's claws leaving transparent patches instead of bloody gashes. Slowly, it tore Jim to pieces as he swore vehemently, the last "F*** YOU" echoing on long after his mouth had disappeared.
"And that's the end," Shakerag said, "Who wants ramen?"
Nerjin was Erased, he was:
Sanae Hanekoma (Doctor)!Sanae Hanekoma (DOCTOR)
You were born on March 3, have a blood type of A, are a Pisces, a big gambler, and love the word "windfall" and the word "natto" gets your tummy rumbling. What that isn’t good enough for you?
Okay then, you are Sanae Hanekoma. Owner of the Wild Kat café down on Cat Street. You keep an eye on the Game and make sure that nobody bends the rules, not that you have any real authority, but you do what you can to help out players here and there.
During each Night you may choose a target and prevent them from being Erased. (Each night, you may select a player. If they are targeted by the scum team for the nightkill, you prevent that player from dying.)
You are TOWN. You win when the SCUM TEAM is eliminated.
The Town has lost!The Reapers, blackmagechill, and Boltur have Won!