This /no Lynch
@FadeBlade don’t guard tonight, or orange will steal your guard and live
This /no Lynch
@FadeBlade don’t guard tonight, or orange will steal your guard and live
You forgot to unlock the chat?
lol
No lunch was lynched. He was no lunch.
But… no lunch? Really? Are you gonna sleep hungry again? Oh well…
I’m gonna eat a sandwich and process night actions when you starve. Muhahahahah.
##Night 4 starts now!
You can send your night actions
/revive Hippolytus
/nuke everyone
/help im losing
Next person who posts after night start is modkilled
But I was already Modkilled
Hippolytus was modkilled.
He loses all priviliges a dead person would have.
I like cake
20 minutes till day start
You can still edit your actions
The safest stray castle is now a king’s butchery
Where treachery is evermore from evildoers snatching
Every citizen that’s scratching to stay where they are
And who they are before they’re sent for a hellish dispatching.
Who’s king now?
A knight wimped in his white pyjamas unexpectedly
Cowering whilst hectored into standing up straight
So he could be paraded down the halls to be thrown
Onto the balcony alone and blown off hitting every slate
On the way down.
FadeBlade died last night
They were Good King
Journal:
Fade the sheriff I have learned that the unseen roam these halls. my mission is to destroy them. and that dam ghost it seems.
N1) Expert Investigation on jammy: was not suspicious
N2) Expert Investigation on purpleyPete: was not suspicious
–
Frostwolf died last night
They were Knight
Journal:
Frostwolf’s journal
D1: Nothing happened to me, phew. I shall return to the blacksmith.
N1: If you’re reading this, I got killed by neutral killer that penetrates immunity, otherwise I got the message from PKR.
Death note:
##Day 5 start
You feel the chilling presence in the castle.
Revenant is still among you
##King election start.
For next 24h people WITHOUT royal blood can step up as a king.**
(Yes, there is no royal blood, nor royal blood claims, so whatever)
The safest stray castle is now a king’s butchery
Where treachery is evermore from evildoers snatching
Every citizen that’s scratching to stay where they are
And who they are before they’re sent for a hellish dispatching.
Who’s king now?
A knight wimped in his white pyjamas unexpectedly
Cowering whilst hectored into standing up straight
So he could be paraded down the halls to be thrown
Onto the balcony alone and blown off hitting every slate
On the way down.
How the hell am I alive
orange and/or mole! step up!
/step up
You too I guess
yeah
/step up
##Election:
Simon - 0 -
orange - 0 -
Well then