Apparently I have the power to cause mass confusion.

It's Mafia. Everyone has that power.

It just rarely works this well.

I'm -this- close to changing my role.

But suspect I should wait and see how the game's progressing as I suspect it'll change my win condition from Town to "Who Knows?". (Relax - I have to do so publically by declaring it in-thread.)

Edit: I just figure with all the mass confusion, maybe Inspector Spacetime could clear some things up or Evil Timeline might just allow me to say "Screw it."

Doesn't look like all that much has happened since I've been gone.

So Rokk, you are able to switch roles? Nice. Take mine from me? Being Jabba the Hutt is a burden.

No, nothing like that.

Just the "meta" aspect of being Troy and Abed allows me to play around with a couple options that they're known for doing on "Community" (eg: the Doctor Who spoof which you can imagine is tempting for me).

Last Night, for example, was a dose of "Troy and Abed in the Morning" backed by "The Dreamatorium".

Hey guys! Sorry for the lack of posts. Was supper busy studying for my finals this week

Don't fib. You've been angsting like a teenager all week.

Duh! I thought that was a given

It's true!

Well, phase is mostly over.

I'm interested in Immortal Raven's choosing of a new character? What's that about?

Also, to whoever tried to kill me, IMPERIUS REX #####ES
Please, waste some more actions.

Been too busy to have something. Should be less busy now. Still catching up on thread at moment.

Day 2: The Great Debate

The group argued back and forth on many things, but conclusions and answers were in short supply. Hopefully they figured out what they needed to prepare them for the coming night...

Day 2 has ended and Night 2 has begun! You have 24 hours to send in actions!

Night 2: Rise Of Darkness

The Streets Of Gotham...

The bearded man wanders the lonely streets, seeing the occassional monster, observing the damage caused by having an interdimensional portal operating above the city. He starts hearing chanting:



The bearded man throws his hood over his head, and joins in the massive collection of hooded cultists, marching about the remains of town, praising their new lord and master, Yog-Sothoth.

He manages to avoid suspicion, but he keeps seeing a small shadow in the corner of his eye. Every time he turns to look at it, it's gone. But he can tell he's being followed. His brow moistens with sweat. His heart races. What could it be that's following him? He ducks down the nearest alley, but a chunk of building falls off and crushes him. What bad luck.

The Bearded Man has died!

In a rundown TV Studio...

The two young men are sitting with a tall, pale man in a silver suit with no face.

"So, Mister... How's the apocalype going for you?" one asks.

"As well as one could expect. to the right person, there are a plethora of new opportunities. Not everything is bad."

"You mean like those people who like tentacle porn?" the same young man responds.

"There's tentacle porn?" The other gasps. He writes it down on a piece of paper in front of him.

"Them too. But without darkness, the light is too bright. Add more darkness, and the light will shine through. Should be very interesting in the coming days I think. I certainly want to be a part of history." The faceless man seems very much at ease.

"So, without evil, there is no good?"

"Pretty much."

"Alright, right now our guest is going to show us a great recipe for flayed goat, and after the commercial break, we'll tell you how to determine whether or not your neighbor is a Deep One!"

Elsewhere...

The bearded man wakes up, and finds himself in a strange environment. He looks back, and he can see the alley he turned down. But in front of him, is an eerily lit garden. It stretches back a huge ways, but the sides are relatively close together. The sides are a verdant green, but beyond them is nothing but shadow. In the center of this garden, bathed directly in this strange light as if it were being spotlit is a large, green, swirling ball. It feels like home to the bearded man, and yet also incredibly alien. He looks back and forth a few times, city and ruin to his back, nature and life directly in front of him. He walks toward the ball, and spots some lights in the distance beyond it. He steps closer and closer, and time feels like it passes, but the man doesn't seem to reach it. After what feels like days, he comes to the orb, it has many white swirls, and a cool electrical pattern on it. And alternating green and blue masses. He goes to touch it, and he hears the words loud and clear, "The Ball Is Angry." And with that, the man disappears into the Earth.

The Bearded Man died again!

A green figure stood and watched a pair of men across the street discuss something. He could not hear them, but watched as they preformed an odd handshake and walked away.

"Grrahhhhh!" the figure screamed on the silent street as voices the voices in his head tortured him yet again.

A breaking news report!

Across the world, scientists in the field of energy have gone missing! Are the monsters behind this? Was there an experiment gone wrong consuming them? Has someone kidnapped them? Are they hiding from something? Are they working together on a project of import? We'll stay with this story as more develops! The only major clue gathered is a piece of blue fabric from one of the labs that clearly seemed out of place.

Off the coast...

A behemoth rises from the water not seen since ancient times. It surfaces, and heads toward Gotham City, and the portal. Is it a force of good, evil, or something beyond?

Elsewhere...

A black man in a suit gets off a helicopter, and meets with a silver skinned large man in a suit. They talk about how they are not going to do business together.

The black man then meets with a gangly Middle Easterner in a suit on a bridge. The black man hands a phone over to the Middle Easterner, and explains to him that it has sonar like a... submarine.

The Middle Easterner dresses like a bat, and fires a hook from a rooftop. He dives off the rooftop, and glides through a window on the other building. He beats up a couple of security guards and disappears. He reappears, beats up the rest, and drags the silver man over to the window. The man dressed as a bat is cornered by police, but an explosion goes off, and the Middle Eastern bat man, grapples away, attached to a helicopter, taking the silver skinned man with him.

We next see the silver skinned man unconcious, with a sign on him reading:

Please Deliver To - Lieutenant Gordon.

A travelling preacher has arrived in town, and has begun to set up camp on the outskirts! If anyone wishes to visit one of his sermons, please PM me this day phase.

Night 2 has ended and Day 3 has begun! With 23 people still alive, 12 are required for majority! You have 24 hours.