Since we have a bit of time I was thinking about the skill set out there.
Mazrim implied at the start that he was going to hand out a lot of powers to keep it interesting.
Some of the common ones for townies that I have read about are the roles of Cop (investigate), Doctor (protect), Role Blocker (blocks some ones night action) and Vigilante (one kill per night).
Others
Tracker - Can pick one person a night and find out who they targeted for their night action (but not what said action was)
Watcher - Can find out who targeted a person overnight
Tree Stump - My favorite, the ability to turn yourself into a stump that can still talk but can't vote or be killed and has no night actions
There are also a bunch of mafia roles as well that I didn't list.
The vigilante is interesting as I didn't consider that the second kill may be a vigilante player who has had some unlucky picks.
One strategy is to have the Role Blocker block a different person every night to try to figure out who is making the second kill. Once they figure it out they volunteer the information and presumably their life to prove their findings.
Another is to have the cop come out and get the doctor to protect him every night without revealing who the doctor is. The cop then posts his findings every morning.
It might be worthwhile for people to recommend strategies blindly.
Alright Timbo, if you are not scum now is the time to tell us anything that may help us.
I Confess:
To having a great time. Thank you Mazrim.
From those of us about to die we salute you!
Last Words:
To those who lynched me and those who lacked the courage untill it was inevitable..." to the last I grapple with thee; from hell’s heart I stab at thee; for hate’s sake I spit my last breath at thee."
Last meal:
Chicken and Waffles with a nice pilsner. For dessert a chocolate eclair.
Oh and I fart in your general direction.
And your Mother was a hamster and your Father smells like elderberries.
Goodbye cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye all you people
There's nothing I can say
To make you change
Your minds
Goodbye.
The players had decided they wouldn't take up their mysterious captor's offer for some relaxation. They had unfinished business from before. The group quickly rounded on Timbo, feeling confident that they would make the right choice again.
Timbo seemed resigned to his fate and let them bind him. "You're all trusting your gut feelings a little too much! You wasted a perfectly good day to get rid of me as fast as possible. It's going to leave us with nothing to go by! You're going to need my ability later..."
They had heard enough, but what were they going to do with him? The port under the screen from before was gone, and all they had was a bar and some couches. No hidden ports opened, no surprises to end the day.
"What a farce. You all want me gone, but you can't do anything about it. Is my legacy as a hockey player that intimidating to you?"
This gave an idea to one of the players. Was this REALLY Jagr? They stepped up to Timbo and carefully inspected his face, and found that indeed, there was a carefully hidden seam along the base of the neck. Hiding behind the face of Jagr...was Brendan Shanahan.
"So there you are, boys. What are you going to do about it? I doubt any of you have the balls to take me down!" Timbo almost seemed to be enjoying his predicament now. Some of the players had noticed that an opening had appeared above Shanahan's head, however. He looked around nervously as everyone backed away from him, and suddenly, a spear dropped from above and impaled him in the head.
Timbo: Brendan Shanahan, NHL / Bus Driver / Lynched Day 3
Another kill, another blackout. The NHL must be upset by now. The group prepared for another night, wondering who would not survive to see the light again.
It is now Night 3. You may not post in the thread during this time. If you have night actions, they must be PM'd to me by Friday, March 21st at 10:00 PM Mountain Time.
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Another night passed, and the players woke up to another change in the shapeshifting room. The bar and couches remained, and this time a fully stocked fridge joined the bar. A number of larger tables existed on the new sidewall, with a few chairs along each table. What did the mysterious watchers want them to do now?
It looked like the killers had been active yet again. This time they didn't even try to hide the ones they had murdered during the night. At one of the tables, a body slumped in one of the chairs, a shot glass mockingly placed in the hand and filled with blood. It became clear that it was the body of GP_Matt.
GP_Matt: George Parros, Players / Cop / Killed Night 3
The other came as a shock to the group...it was strombad. The killer had slashed X's all over his body after stabbing him through the eye. The director was dead. Why was this killer going so far to maim the bodies?
strombad: Don Fehr, Players / Doctor / Killed Night 3
It was a huge blow to the players. The murderers had struck two important targets that night. The players knew they would need to work hard to regroup from this. The projector turned back on, and displayed another message.
THINGS ARE GOING TO GET WORSE BEFORE THEY GET BETTER.
It turned off, leaving the group in stunned silence.
It is now Day 4. With 16 alive, it takes 9 votes to lynch. It takes 6 votes to deadline lynch.
