I’m on mobile and going forward with evening plans, bye now.
Pretty sure this was hammer
VC
| Vote Target | Voted By | Votes |
|---|---|---|
| PsychoKang | Vulgard, Wazza, CallMeIo, sulit, Flameo | 5/5 |
| Flameo | PsychoKang, Intensify, Leafia | 3/5 |
| Leafea | Flameo | 1/5 |
yell at me if this VC is wrong please
I’m going to give people a couple minutes to call out incorrectly logged votes in case that wasn’t actually hammer
Night 4 Flavor
As the sun began to set over the fourth day of discussion, the cat pirates wearily gathered in a circle to discuss what they’d learned. Yet it was clear to all of them that they were weary – weary of fighting dog pirates, weary of having their friends killed in the night, and weary of sending their friends to die. Their ears drooped as each of them waited for someone else to start the discussion.
At last, one pirate stepped forward. “We’re all tired of this,” said PsychoKang. “Why don’t we just – turn some of these crates into rafts, and each head our separate ways? It’s not a good solution, but at least it protects us from the dogs.”
The other pirates converged on PsychoKang. “That’s ridiculous!” said one of them. “If we do that, our crew – will be destroyed.”
Another cat pirate angrily flicked her tail against the deck. “Do you want our captain’s sacrifice to be for nothing?” they said. “He believed in our ability to do this.”
Finally, one of the cat pirates spoke up, jumping into the center of the song and facing PsychoKang directly. “Only a dog would suggest a plan like that,” they said. “Any true cat pirate would understand that we’re not going to do something like that.”
Before anyone else could say anything on the matter, they charged at PsychoKang, driving him off the edge of the ship. The rest of the cat pirates crowded around the edge of the ship, trying to see if the bold pirate had been correct.
As PsychoKang fell into the water, his cat disguise melted away, revealing their true form. Rather than the pointy ears of a cat, they had floppy dog ears, and their fur was shaggy rather than fluffy. The ship erupted into cheering. There was only one enemy left to overcome.
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PsychoKang has been executed! He was…
Mafia Goon
You are a Mafia Goon. You share a 24/7 private chat with your fellow members of the Mafia. Each night, the Mafia must kill a player outside your faction.
Reach parity with the town.
Night 4 begins and will end at 2020-08-07T17:30:00Z. Night actions are due by 30 minutes before the end of the night.
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Hey so u guys still got 5 minutes left til SOD and in the remaining time, make sure u go and do something nice to someone today wether it be a fellow cat pirate or the pesky dog pirates. Even a friend or family. <3
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In the lookout’s nest, a solitary cat pirate kept watch. She held a spellbook open with her paws as she did so; unlike most of the rest of the cat pirates, she and her twin sibling were specially trained, with a variety of magic spells that they could use. She scratched a magic circle in the base of the lookout tower and began to meow an incantation.
As she was casting, she heard a sound coming from behind some barrels of rum. She cast a ward around herself, straightened her pirate hat on her ears, and slid down the rigging, landing silently on the deck below. She crept over to the source of the sound, looking for anything that could have caused it. Yet she couldn’t find any signs of life, only a pile of gold coins that appeared to have been tipped over.
She frowned, taking a closer look at the coins. It would be strange for someone to just leave treasure sitting out like that; any reasonable person would be concerned about the risk of theft. As she examined the coins more closely, she caught sight of an arrow embedded in the deck. She swished her tail, piecing together what had happened. Someone had shot an arrow through the stack of coins; the arrow had dislodged the coins before embedding in the deck.
But she could only think of one reason why someone would randomly start shooting off arrows at prearranged stacks of coins in the middle of the night. They were trying to bait her into a trap – and she had walked right into it.
As her eyes widened in realization, she felt a net drop onto her from above. As she fought against it, she realized that the net was weighted, and all of her struggles against it were only making it catch her more tightly. She felt someone lift her up, and began to try to scratch at them, to get them to let her go.
As the stranger who had ambushed her flung her over the edge of the ship, she finally managed to get a glimpse of the last traitor.
Flameo has died! She was:
Town Jack-of-All-Trades
You are a Jack of All Trades. You have access to the following night actions. Each action must be used once before any may be used again.
Track: Determine who target player visits.
Motion Detect: Determine if target player uses or is targeted by an action (you will not know which happened).
Heal: Protect target player from attacks tonight.
Defeat the Mafia.
Day 5 begins and will end in 48 hours, or earlier if a majority is reached. With 7 players alive, majority is 4.
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…Whatever the second JOAT did, they absolutely should have protected Flameo. What the fuck.
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Flameo was the most obvious villager in the game after yesterday and NEVER A WOLF.
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Like, the fact Flameo wasn’t protected makes me narrow down the JOAT pool to someone who could possibly still think she was a wolf.
I have a pre-written post, might as well send it here now? I have a couple of suspects, but one (maybe two) in particular.