Should I GT?
I stg
Probably not
…
nah
I don’t think a GT is good
(unless it’s chloe lul)
and we have like… 15 seconds
See ya tomorrow
last
tomato
bonk
Boink
bonkl
/vote italy
Oof
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Carol baskins killed her husband
Vote Count
Votee | Voted by | Votes |
---|---|---|
DatBird | Napoleon | 1/7 |
Italy | Alice, Marshal | 2/7 |
Alice | Vulgard | 1/7 |
PoisonedSquid | Possessed, DryBones, Wazza, Chloe, DatBird | 5/7 |
Chloe | PoisonedSquid | 1/7 |
PoisonedSquid has been executed. She was…
The Mastermind
Unseen Special
Can’t Touch This (Passive) - Immune to death at night, occupation and target changing. You will know if someone tries to occupy you or change your target. During the first day, you may choose a non-unique non-Killer Blue Dragon class to mimic. You will inherit one of their day abilities and one of their night abilities of your choice, alongside appearing as that class to any investigative abilities.
Dose (Day) - Target player is occupied for this day. - 1 Use
Dirty Work (Day) If there are no more Unseen members left, you can become The Assassin at the beginning of the night. - 1 use
Mix Rooms (Night) - Target 2 other players. Redirect all players targeting either of your targets to the other. You will be seen visiting your first target only. This cannot target the same player twice in a row. - Infinite uses
Convert (Night) - Change target player into the Unseen version of their class. If you have failed to convert a target twice already and your next conversion would fail it will instead target a random convertible player. - Infinite uses, 1 night cooldown
Your objective is to defeat the Blue Dragon and any neutrals that seek to do you harm.
Squid's logs
Night 3 begins and will end at 2020-04-14T17:00:00Z. Please submit all night actions by 1 hour before the end of the night.
flavor coming Soon
Day 3 flavor
“Good news, your – Your Majesty,” said a guard, dragging a stranger in a purple cloak in chains before the new King. “We think we’ve found one of the conspirators.” She shoved the stranger to the ground at the King’s feet.
They glared at the King. “That’s an awfully loaded way to say ‘liberators,’” they said.
Amelia looked up from her writing, thinking for a moment that she recognized the voice before catching on to a slight difference in pitch. The stranger pulled the edge of their hood back and met Amelia’s eyes for a moment, furrowing their brow slightly, before looking away. Amelia swallowed. If circumstances had been slightly different, that could have been her friend on the ground.
The stranger forced themself to their feet and turned towards the rest of the court. “I don’t deny the factual accuracy of the accusations against me,” they said. “But I call on all of you to consider whether you can truly say I acted wrongly.” They paused for a moment. “All of you trusted me, but there was a reason for that. I care about this kingdom, and it’s obvious. King Gypyx might have been able to fake virtue, but he couldn’t fake genuinely caring about the subjects of this kingdom.” They glanced at Amelia and raised their eyebrow slightly, before looking away again.
Possessed stood up. “No, that’s wrong!” he said. “You say you’re trying to help us, but all you’ve done is kill innocent people. Maybe you have an issue with how the nobility treat the common people, but some of the people who’ve died haven’t even been nobility.”
“Do you think I’m happy about that?” asked the stranger. “I’m not noble-born either.”
“I mean, yes,” said DatBird. “No one just accidentally trips over their dagger and commits murder by mistake. You planned this, you orchestrated this, and we will make sure that you pay.”
As the stranger was led away to their execution, Amelia sat shaking at the table where they were working, trying to force her face blank.
“What’s wrong?” asked Jgoes.
Amelia shook her head. “It’s nothing,” she said, imagining herself in the Mastermind’s place. “Don’t worry about it.”
“It’s obviously not nothing,” said Jgoes. Their eyes widened slightly. “–Oh.”
Amelia froze. “What do you mean?” she asked.
Jgoes leaned towards her, pointing towards something Amelia had written on her paper. “Meet me outside my chambers tonight,” he whispered, then added, more loudly, “so that’s how you would record this particular accusation in your ledger.”
Amelia nodded, and tried not to think of what would happen if she were ever discovered.