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[Jim Groovester]

I think the Illusionist's target is also aware they're being redirected.

Keep trying.

[NativeForeigner]

Ever consider we could have an illusionist in our midst?

Illusionists make people's actions target the wrong targets.  In the case of round 2, the person who was a victim of that knew that he was redirected.

So...I doubt it.

Well, I'm out of ideas then. Can we get this day over with so I can watch Leafsnail hang sooner?

[NativeForeigner]

I think the Illusionist's target is also aware they're being redirected.

Keep trying.

I really would love to keep trying, but I really have no way to prove it other than my death.

[Mephansteras]

Meph, can the day be shortened again?

Sorry, I'm super busy this weekend so Monday morning is the earliest I can do.

[Archangel]

JTF has an inspect of some sort, so I'm going to use it on him. He'll likely have useful information, regardless of any potential demonification on his part.

Is there any way or role that would get a hint as to whether the revived JTF is still town or a demonic SK?

As Toaster said, Sage.

Ever consider we could have an illusionist in our midst?

As someone else also beat to the punch in saying, Illusionist is a redirecter. I know this because I was one last time around.

It's kind of pointless me voting, so I won't bother.

For various reasons, including procrastination and being really hot, I haven't got anything to post. Due to the aforementioned heat and, well, actually pretty much just the heat, I request you start looking for someone to replace me, but I'm not leaving until I've actually done something. This is basically so that (hopefully) Meph will have someone ready to jump in as soon as I actually leave.

[Mephansteras]

The Scribe's Tally Sheet
Leafsnail: NativeForeigner
NativeForeigner: Jack A T, Jim Groovester, Leafsnail, Mr.Person, Org, Ottofar, Toaster, Zathras


"Time to test the truth", says the executioner.

Two guards lead a frustrated NativeForeigner up the steps to the gallows.

"Fine. But heed my words! All I can do now is pray that my sacrifice is not in vain!" He shouts as the rope is looped around his neck.

A sharp crack, and he is dead.

The High Priest slowly ascends the stairs. And, again, places his hand upon the dead.

"A good soul." He says, sadly. "A true Fortune Teller, blessed by the gods with sight."

He turns. "Night falls, and we have no time for another hanging today. I can only hope that we are not too late."

You all scatter, seeking the protection of your homes or the cover of night.



Day 3 has ended. Send in your actions!

Once again, if you have a one-use power please let me know if you are not going to use it.

[Mephansteras]

 Eight of you gather in the town square.

 Zathras is no longer among you.

 However, when you go to determine his fate Toaster stops you.

 “No need," he smirks. "I know what happened to him.”

 You turn, expectantly.

 “He was an obstacle in our path to glory. One that has now been...removed.”

 Gasps from the crowd. One man yells out “Kill him! Hang him!”

 Jim Groovester stands up on  the rim of the central fountain.

 “No. Toaster shall not be harmed. A new day dawns in this town. A new Lord rules over you.”

 He smiles. A dark, evil, and triumphant smile.

 “Me.”

 Mr.Person, Toaster, Leafsnail, and Jack A.T. all bow before him.

 The High Priest, fury clearly visible on his face, strides up to Jim.

 “How dare you declare yourself Lord of this town? What makes you think you have such a right?”

 “This.” Jim’s hand lashes out, stabbing into the man’s chest. The is a horrible cracking sound as Jim pulls the beating heart of the Priest out and holds it before you all. He then drinks the blood pouring from it.

 Red eyes glowing brightly even in the morning sun, he gazes out at the stunned town.

 “Bow before you new master!” cries Mr.Person.

 And the crowd does so, as the Vampire Lord looks on with a triumphant smile.



Game over! Victory goes to the Vampires!

And, I must say, they were both good and lucky this time around.

I'll have the pms up shortly.

Scum Chat:   http://www.quicktopic.com/45/H/MzKSVp3AkAA9t
Necro Chat:   http://www.quicktopic.com/45/H/5ZvkPURgMRi

[Mephansteras]

Spoiler: Role PMs (click to show/hide)

Vampires

Years ago Jim came to this town. He slowly worked his way up the social ladder, gaining more and more power and influence in the town. Now, he has manipulated things to his liking. With the Baron out of the way it is time to wrest control of this town from the foolish humans who rule it. This will take cunning and patience, but nothing that cannot be accomplished by a powerful Vampire Lord.

Jim Groovester (vampire)
 You are the Vampire Lord. A powerful creature of the night, with abilities that defy the logic of men. Each night you can choose to turn another townsperson into a Vampire Slave. They will then work for you in your quest to take control of this territory.

Mr.Person (vampire)
 You are a Warlock, a seeker of dark arcane knowledge. Each night you may visit the grave of a deceased player and speak with them. Note that you can only speak with them during the night phase of the game, and only for that night.

 You have a mental link between you which lets you communicate secretly with one another.


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Archangel (town)
 You are a Lone Witch, the last practitioner of an ancient religion. Though you are not evil, you are forced to practice your arts in secret. But despite their superstitious distrust, you will still fight to save the town.

 Once per game you can go to someone’s house and place a Watchful Ward upon then. This Ward will tell you who visits that house and if the owner leaves (and returns), though not where they go. The Ward will persist for the entire game.

 Once the ward is placed, you can scry them without leaving your house.

--

Dariush (town)
 You are a Priest, spokesman for the Heavens and intermediary between the people of this town and the gods. Once per game you may perform a miracle during the night, and bring one of the fallen back from the dead. If your faith is pure, they shall rise and be as they were before they died. If it is sullied, or you make a mistake during the rites, the results may be less than pleasant.

--

Jack A T (town)
 You are one of the town’s more prominent Townsfolk. Your job is to help judge the innocence or guilt of your fellow townsfolk and help root out the evil that has been inflicted upon the town.

 You have only your voice and wisdom to aid the town, but a clever mind and silver tongue is often all that is needed to ensure victory.

--

JanusTwoface (town)
 You are a renowned Seer, graced by the gods with the ability to see into the souls of men. Each night you can cast your Sight onto another player to see if they are Benign or Malevolent.

 You need not leave your house to use this power.
--

Leafsnail (town)
 You are a powerful Oracle, graced by the gods with the ability to see the truth behind the mask that all men wear. Each night you can cast your Sight onto another player to determine which Faction they belong to. Work quickly and quietly, Oracle, and help find the evil that besieges this town before it finds you.

 You need not leave your house to use this power.
--

Mysteriousbluepuppet (town)
 You are a Dreamwalker, able to send your soul out to walk the land of Dreams. During this time you do not dream yourself, but instead view the world through the eyes others. You might only see another's dream, but you may instead see the actions that the person performs while you sleep. (You will receive a night result PM for another player. If that player did not do anything, you see only random dreams)

--

NativeForeigner (town)
 You are a Fortune Teller of some skill. You can look past the surface of reality and peer into the hidden truths.

 Each night you can cast your Sight onto another player to view the type of Role they have. You will get one of the following results: Killer, Protector, Watcher, Changer, or Survivor

 You need not leave your house to use this power.
--

Org (other)
 All this talk of evil and hunting and killing has you quite worried. You may appear as a regular upstanding citizen during the day, but in fact you’re really a Wererat. Unlike your more lupine cousins, you have no desire to kill anyone. Really, all you want to do is Survive. Fortunately, that’s something you’re quite good at. At least, on your home turf you are.

You’ll have to avoid getting lynched by the mod during the day, though. And, hopefully, avoid the notice of whatever evil forces have infested this town.
--

Ottofar (town)
 You are a Priest, spokesman for the Heavens and intermediary between the people of this town and the gods. Once per game you may perform a miracle during the night, and bring one of the fallen back from the dead. If your faith is pure, they shall rise and be as they were before they died. If it is sullied, or you make a mistake during the rites, the results may be less than pleasant.

--

Toaster (other)
 Greetings, Necromancer. Such bad timing, to be stuck in this town while an uproar is going on about evil forces. Not that any of this is your fault. Not yet, anyway. No, you need a good minion before you can really get started. Hmm, with a lynch mob around this could actually be a good thing.

 During the night you can go to the grave of a deceased player and Raise them as Zombie. Your Zombie can then be sent out at night to Kill off troublesome people. You may only have one Zombie at a time, but should it be destroyed you can always get another.

 You win when all other factions have been eliminated.
--

Zathras (town)
   You are a Sexton, charged with the maintenance of the town’s graveyards. You will be informed if any of the graves are disturbed during the night, although you will not know who did it.
   

Spoiler: Night 1 (click to show/hide)

JanusTwoFace
You sit around your house, trying to empty your mind. You have been blessed by the gods, after all, and are able to use your powers to scry the motivations that other members of your town might have. But it takes time and patience to enter the proper state for scrying.
Finally, though, the mirror beside your chair seems to cloud over and fill with smoke. The gods have allowed you to choose someone to scry. You choose Zathras, and the smoke spreads apart to reveal him. You cannot tell what he is doing from the current view, but the aura reflected at the edges of the mirror have revealed that the gods find him to be Benign.
Your job finished for the night, you head to sleep and anticipate what the next day brings.

Jim Groovester
You glide silently out of your keep, prepared to advance your monstrous plan another step tonight. You will continue to expand your forces and soon, bring this town to its knees to serve you.
You alight at Toaster’s home and make your way inside. There he is, preparing for sleep. He’s up late tonight, but it’s his last night as a free soul, so perhaps he deserved it. When he turns, you stare him in the eyes. Your spirit fights with his for domination, and the fight is long and difficult. This one has a powerful will, and does not give in easily. But, finally, you feel his will drain away and give before your power. He falls to his knees, eyes and face blank as he bows his head to you.
Another convert has been added to your forces. You head home and continue to prepare for the next day.

Leafsnail
You sit cross-legged on a large cushion, eyes closed and hands relaxed in your lap. You slow your breathing and feel your body relax completely. You allow the gods that have blessed you with sight to infuse their knowledge into you, as you always have.
You hold in your mind the image of Ottofar, having chosen him during the day’s events to take a look behind his mask. When your body and mind are ready, the gods reach out and touch your mind, and in a flash of insight you know that he is aligned with the forces of the Town.
Your job done for the evening, you slip into bed for the night and awaken to face the next day in this ordeal.

NativeForeigner
Sitting alone at your table, you reach into a pocket that you keep near your heart. From within, you draw forth a deck of cards. The way they catch the light, and how they’re completely undamaged despite their storage space and condition...it is clear that these cards are not normal.
Settled in, you begin to shuffle them slowly, then faster and faster until your hands move with the practiced speed that years of your craft have bred in you. The edges of the cards blur and meld together until anyone watching would be hypnotized by the pattern. With a skillful flick of a finger, a card flies out of the deck and lands on the table. You set the rest of the cards aside slowly and place your hand over the card.
You think to yourself JanusTwoFace, then take a breath and flip the card over. You are looking at The Watcher, which you know to be your target’s role in the events that are unfolding. Satisfied, you head to bed and awaken to the next day.


Mysteriousbluepuppet
 Darkness surrounds you. Floating, peaceful. Then a rushing feeling. Falling.

 Numbess.

 Your eyes open. The world is strange, all color gone. Just shades of light and dark.

 You see your new master before you. Your body moves stiffly. It is difficult to control.

 You try to speak, but all that comes out is a low moan.

 Your Master speaks. “Now, Zombie, hide yourself for the day. I shall have a task for you later.”

 You shamble off into a closet. You cannot disobey the Master.

You are now a Zombie under the control of Toaster. You do not participate in the day game, but you may Nightkill another player during the night. You may speak with Toaster through this link: http://www.quicktopic.com/45/H/5ZvkPURgMRi

Toaster
You spend the first few hours of the evening preparing for the ritual of summoning. Dark spirits are bound into your ring, the proper oils and reagents are mixed. With time and patience come rewards, though. Rewards that far outweigh the efforts.

Eventually you steal forth from your home and slip silently onto the grounds of the graveyard and begin to creep between the graves and markers. Eventually, you find the area that has been recently disturbed by the burial of Mysteriousbluepuppet, who you have decided
will be your slave from now on.

You sprinkle the elixir liberally about the grave, arcane words tumbling from your mouth as you bind the spirits in your ring to the task. Then, summoning forth your dark magic, you send a pulse of evil life into the grave. Long moments pass until finally you see a ripple of movement in the earth. Moments later the ground rumbles and spits forth the body of MBP, who rises and bows his head to you. He is yours to command! You send him off to hide for the night. Tomorrow there will be enough time for him to begin eliminating the competition.
(You now have a necro chat to speak with him: http://www.quicktopic.com/45/H/5ZvkPURgMRi)

The ritual over, you set him to rest and head back to your house. You are just stripping off your robes and preparing for bed when you happen to turn around and...everything goes blank after that. Your mind slowly awakens to your new purpose. You serve the Vampire Lord, and his will is now your bidding. You hear the voice of new kind in your mind. Your new master seeks to control this town, and you shall bend all your efforts to that task.

Zathras
 Morning dawns, the pale light of the rising sun flooding the graveyard. You go about your rounds, cutting back weeds and sweeping off leaves and dirt.

 Hmm. Mysteriousbluepuppet’s grave was distrubed last night. The ground has been scuffed and the wreath layed upon it has been knocked to the side. You tidy it up as best you can, say a prayer for the dead, and head off to join the others in the town square.

[Mephansteras]

Spoiler: Night 2 (click to show/hide)

JanusTwoface  Town  Seer        Scry Jim Groovester  Malevolent, Dies
 Once again you sit before your mirror. You try to empty your mind, picturing nothing but blank fog before you. Finally, after long minutes have passed, the mirror clouds up. You cast your mind’s eye on Jim Groovester. His face stares back at you, and the mirror glints. His eyes almost glow red, a Malevolent sight like none you have ever encountered in the mirror before!

 Shocked you lose contact and the mirror fades back to your normal reflection. As you try to steady your nerves there is a crash behind you. Spinning around, you see the door come crashing down.

 Standing there you see Mysteriousbluepuppet! His skin in ashen, and his eyes are a milky white. His head lolls to the side as he shambles forward. What abomination is this?!

 You step back, fear clutching at your throat. He shambles closer, the mouth curving into an evil smile.

 You step back, slamming in to the wall as the stench of death surrounds you.

 He reaches forward, cold breath washing over you. A hand about your throat. You struggle, trying to break free. But the grip is like iron, and it’s getting hard to breath. Hard to think.

 Your mind gives up, and you sink into merciful darkness before the end.
--

Jim Groovester  Vampire  Vampire Lord        Convert Leafsnail  Converts

 You alight next to Leafsnail’s house. A light touch on the door and the lock clicks open. A gentle push, and the door swings silently open.

 You stride in, to see Leafsnail sitting on the ground, his back to you. As you start to move forward his head jerks up.

 “A Vampire!? We’re in more trouble then I thought! I’ll have to warn everyone!”

 “I think not.” You say, coldly. He whirls around, fear in his eyes.

 Stepping forward you grab his shirt and pull him up before you. Locking gazes you begin to bend his mind. He struggles briefly, but this feeble will is not match for yours. After a few moments you release him and he drops to his knees.

 “What is your wish, my Master?”

 You smile.

--

Leafsnail  Town  Oracle        Inspect Toaster  Vampire, Converted

 Another night of scrying. Another night using the gifts of the gods to try to save this blighted town.

 Your mind clear, you allow the gods to infuse you with knowledge. You feel the warmth spread through you, and you revel in the feeling for a bit before focusing on Toaster.

 Words, feelings, pictures. They rush through your mind, too much to fathom. But one thing is clear. Toaster does not have the Town’s interests in mind. No, it is a Vampire’s plans that guide him, though whether he is that vampire or not you cannot tell.

 A rush of fear chills your blood and the trance ends. Your head jerks up.

“A Vampire!? We’re in more trouble then I thought! I’ll have to warn everyone!” you exclaim, the idea of a Vampire in this town chilling you more than you expected.

 “I think not.” says a voice behind you. You turn, heart pounding.

 Behind you, standing in the open doorway, stands Jim Groovester. Before you can react he is before you, lifting you up by your shirt.

 His eyes lock with yours, and your thoughts fade. You can feel something struggling within you, but it’s not use. Not against that kind of power.

 How could you fight it? Why would you want to? He’s incredible. Awesome! Why, there’s no reason for fear at all!

 He releases you and you fall to your knees.

 “What is your wish, my Master?”

 The Vampire Lord smiles down upon you, and you feel that all is right in the world.

 You serve the Vampire Lord, and his will is now your bidding. You hear the voice of new kind in your mind.
--

Mr.Person  Vampire  Warlock        Speak with Dariush  Auto
You spend a few minutes out at Dariush’s grave at midnight. A simple incantation, a wave of incense, and the gates to the underworld are cracked. Not much, just enough to allow communication with a single soul. But perhaps he will know something of use for your master.
--

Mysteriousbluepuppet  Necromancer  Dreamwalker/Zombie    Raised as Zombie Night 1    Kill JanusTwoFace  Kills

 You shamble off towards Janus’s house. A strange desire wells up inside you. Kill. Kill. Take the life, as yours was taken from you.

 A door. You smash it, and it falls before you. Janus is before you.

 There are items in the room. Things of the living. You hate the living.

 Kill.

 Janus backs up as you advance, slamming against the wall. Your hands close on his throat.

 Kill.

 He struggles, a bit. But it doesn’t matter. You feel no pain, no weakness. Eventually he stops moving.

 Kill.

 Is he dead? Better make sure. You spend a while pounding on the body.

 Eventually he lies broken in a pool of blood.

 The feeling subsides within you.

 Leave.

 You shamble off, returning to your hiding place.
--

NativeForeigner  Town  Fortune Teller        Scry Jim Groovester  Changer
 The cards blur in your hands. A soft breeze washes over you, the scent of the cards drawing you into the slight trance you get whenever you do a true reading.

 A feeling. This one.

 You stop, and slowly place the top card face up on the table.

 You think to yourself Jim Groovester, then take a breath and flip the card over. You are looking at The Changer, which you know to be your target’s role in the events that are unfolding. Strange. An unusual card, and not one you expected to see. You go to bed, thoughts whirling in your mind. Sleep is a long time coming.
--

Zathras
 Dariush’s grave was disturbed last night. Not much, just a few bootprints in the soft soil. But enough that you noticed.

Spoiler: Night 3 (click to show/hide)

Archangel

Slipping out silently you creep through the silent streets until you arrive at Leafsnail’s house. Once there you paint strange symbols hidden among the eaves. You scratch sigils into the dirt and sprinkle blessed herbs around the house.

In your mind’s eye you see a Watchful Eye appear over the house. Whoever leaves or enters this house will be seen by the Ward, and that knowledge will be passed on to you.

The night passes quietly after that, and you awake knowing that Leafsnail went nowhere and had no visitors.

-----

Jim Groovester

Rising again in the night, you glide out of your home with deadly purpose. These streets will soon be yours, you muse as you walk alone down the main road.

Arriving at the home of Jack A T, you push open the door and step inside. There he sleeps, peacefully unaware. No reason to wake him, then - this way he will just awaken as your servant. Speaking softly, silkily into his ear, you bend his mind with your voice until his will belongs to you. When he awakens, he will be your loyal servant.

Satisfied, you head home.

----

Jack A T

What a horrible day it has been. Innocent villagers have been slain left and right, and you don’t know what to make of it. Exhausted, you head to bed, hoping that the morning will make things clearer.

But your dreams are not peaceful. In them, you feel an intense fear, and you struggle to regain control of your body. Over time, however, you begin to relax and feel more at ease. Soon, you’re even nodding in enjoyment and agreement as a voice you can’t quite make out speaks to you. And then, in front of you, you see Jim Groovester, and you know without doubt that he is your master, your leader and your friend. You bow your head to him, and your sleep is dreamless once more.

You have been Converted. You may speak with your Vampire Lord and his minions here.

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Mysteriousbluepuppet

Your master has commanded it. Zathras must die.

You shamble out of your hiding space and make your way to the graveyard. There is your prey. Sleeping. You feel his soul. His life.

Wretched thing. Living. Living with the warmth and breath that has been taken from you.

With a groaning roar you bash down the door.

His bolts upright in his bed, sheets clutched tight around him. His eyes open with frear.

Fear. An emotion. You used to have those. Ones other then this burning, consuming hatred.

He must die!

Die!

Your fists move. You hear screams. Cracks. Things are breaking.

He is breaking.

Yes. He must die. He must be broken.

A long time passes. The screams stop. The thump of fists and the breaking sounds continue.

Eventually you pay attention. It is the bed breaking, now. The body is a pulp on the mattress, blood soaking through to the floor.

Enough.

It is done.

You head back. Time to wait. More orders from the master will come. You must be ready when they do.

---

Zathas

A horrendous groaning roar rips you from sleep. You sit up, confused. Was that a dream? Or is...is something out there?

A pounding on your door. A groaning sound.

The door shakes.

What do you do? Get up? Fight? Run? There’s nowhere to go! The window are too small, the shack has only the one door!

You’re trapped!

The door splinters.

It...it’s getting in!

The door smashes to the ground. You jerk upright, holding onto your covers.

In the doorway is a shape. Almost a person, but oddly contorted.

It steps forward.

You shake, and stammer out a quiet “Who...who is it?”

The figure simply groans. You can see his features now. It’s Mysteriousbluepuppet! He has a strange, empty look on his face. HIs features are slack with death, but the eyes....the eyes burn.

You shrink back against the wall.

A fist lashes out, smashing into your jaw. Your head cracks backwards, slamming into the stone wall behind you.

Another fist comes towards you. In your dazed state, it seems almost to float through the air. You watch in bemusement as it crunches into your ribs. You think something might have broken. Was it your ribs, or the hand?

Another blow to the head. Things go blurry.

Hit after hit. Your mind, awash in pain, starts to fade.

A final sight. A view of those eyes...so much hatred in them. What did you ever do to him?? You didn’t even vote him...

Your soul slides into the darkness.

Thanks once again to Jokerman for his assistance.

[Leafsnail]

Hmm... game was kindof swingy.  And Jim got seriously lucky, heh.

[Jim Groovester]

Ah ah ah ah.

The town is now mine.

Ah ah ah ah.

Yeah, we had terrific luck this game. Converting the serial killer on Night 1, and then killing or converting both inpects that got guilty results on us on Night 2. Things couldn't have gone better.

[JanusTwoface]

@Zathras: Told you so. Town again.

@Jim Groovester: Good play. I investigated you Night 2, so if I had actually been Resurrected, you would have likely been screwed. Not that there was actually a chance of that...

@Archangel: Stop joining games you're not going to play. Seriously. I cannot remember you *ever* actually playing a game you've joined.

@Org and @Ottofar: Be more active. Lurky town kills games. In hindsight, I really wish I would have pushed the Org lynch more.

@Everyone: When you've had that many mislynches and there's a claim/counterclaim like Leafsnail's, think carefully about what you're about to do.

@Everyone again: This:

If for some reason I don't live through the night, go back and look at my summary post.

You knew I was town and yet *none* of you commented on this... It was meant to get you thinking about Zathras being town. Normally, I would have pushed him back, but I wasn't. I even said several times 'he's town'. I died and flipped Seer and yet you ignore it... Bah.

EDIT: And as an addendum, the Vampires figured out that I was a cop, but the town didn't. No matter how blatant I was about it at the end. Bah humbug. (Yes, I shouldn't have mentioned it to begin with, that was an accident. But dang...)

[Leafsnail]

@Jim Groovester: Good play. I investigated you Night 2, so if I had actually been Resurrected, you would have likely been screwed. Not that there was actually a chance of that...

It's hilarious really.  In the same night, Native got an obvscum result on Jim, and I got a scum result on Toaster.  It's amazing that all three of these were negated the following day.

[Mephansteras]

Yeah, the SK and three mystics were supposed to be the counter to the Vampire's conversion. But...it just didn't work out that way.

So it goes, I guess.

[JanusTwoface]

I was actually hoping that Jim Groovester was a Priest. Because that most likely would have meant that I would be raised as a SK or the like.

Then I could have killed off Archangel and Org. Oh happy thoughts.

Yeah, the SK and three mystics were supposed to be the counter to the Vampire's conversion. But...it just didn't work out that way.

So it goes, I guess.

"The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry"

If only any one of the N1 convert, N2 kill, N2 convert had gone differently, it would have been a rather different game...