DAY 3 HAS ENDED
Brace yourselves, my dolls.
One of you has been found guilty.
One of you...has been tricked.
But fear not, for I am sympathetic.
I understand your frustrations.
Every single one of you is a soul left with questions.
So it is with a heavy heart that I administer this punishment.
From her dress, Lulu produced a small, baby chocobo.
Under the cover of her cloth, it slept peacefully.
Now, it was awake and agitated, warking incessantly and angrily, jarred from its sleep.
"Before you go, Hyper, will you kindly point out the one who cast the first lot?"
Awkwardly and timidly, Hyper pointed at the poor Terrabyte20xx.
Gracefully she threw the tiny chocobo high in the air above Terrabyte20xx, and it grew larger and larger, becoming a Fat Chocobo!
Suddenly, gravity kicked in, and the Fat Chocobo, unable to fly, landed forcefully on the hapless Terrabyte20xx, killing him.
Terrabyte20xx, AKA Red MAge, The Ordinary Party Member, is dead.
Welcome to the Colosseum, my doll.
You have been chosen to house the soul of Red Mage, The Ordinary Party Member.
You are aligned with The Warriors of Cosmos (the good guys, in other words).
Though you’re among the bravest of warriors, your actual scope of abilities is quite limited. Thus, the only power available to you is to VOTE for who you deem most suspect. Votes can be carried out at any time during the day phase, and whoever has the most votes at the end of the day shall be executed by the queen of this realm.
You win when there are no Warriors of Chaos remaining.
Your battle starts here:
Everyone, look sharp.
Grabbing Hyperactivity roughly by the collar, Lulu stared intensely at him.
"Ah, you poor thing. Now it's your turn," she said, raising one arm above her, chanting, "THUNDAGA!"
Zapping Hyperactivity with 1,000,000 volts of electricity, his body twitched and writhed in her grip, Lulu remaining unfazed.
Over the course of the next few moments, Hyper's doll form burned away, revealing the soul of something far more sinister.
"Now, you shall feel the eternal power of...THE VOID!" Hyper cackled mercilessly, his soul growing into the form of a large tree.
"Great. I was hoping this would go quickly, but you just had to make it painful, didn't you?" Lulu sighed, raising her arms once more.
A large fireball grew in her hands, a giant conflagration that quickly engulfed Hyper's soul as Lulu cried out, "FIRAJA!"
Smouldering ashes were all that remained of Hyperactivity, apart from a small sapling that had sprouted from the pile.
Hyperactivity, AKA Exdeath, Despot of the Void, is dead.
Welcome to the Colosseum, my doll.
You have been chose to house the soul of Exdeath, Despot of the Void.
You are aligned with The Warriors of Chaos (the bad guys, in other words).
You are a warlock born of a tree infused with evil spirits. You wish to take control of the Void and consume the world with it, but will your ambition manifest as power or be squashed by a troupe of would-be heroes?
Your partners are some other dudes.
Each night, one of the Warriors of Chaos may kill one of the other players by PMing ScraftyDevil with the command KILL: <Player>
Your body houses a volatile cluster of evil spirits that will be violently released upon your death. If you are lynched during the day, your ultimate technique Grand Cross shall activate and result in the death of the first recorded individual to vote for you that day as well. Note that this effect does not occur if you are killed during the night or by a targeted power.
You win when the Warriors of Chaos outnumber both the Warriors of Cosmos and Neutral players put together.
The battle starts here:
Everyone, look sharp.
Since this was a short day, we'll do 48 hours from when this day started. So only a 4-hour loss.
Day 4 starts in:
