Sorry it's late, I was out a bit later than expected
The villagers were awaken in the middle of the night to the sound of lightning crashing down all around them. The struggled out of bed and to the windows to get a better look when they noticed a new source of light peeping forth from under the door frames. A source of light that was flickering and dancing at seemingly random intervals. A source of light that just so happened to be orange.
“Fire!” came the cry from the home of one Catharsis, and it was almost immediately taken up by his fellows: “Fire, run for your life!”
The dark skies all around compounded the terror felt by everyone caught up in the conflagration. Then a single voice rang out from above, a plea for help. The townspeople looked up to see the child, Choxorn, alone in the window of the church.
The courageous (or just stupid) Catharsis was the first to act. With a bestial roar, surprisingly one the gathered villagers had heard before (as the narrator said before, he wasn’t that bright) Catharsis leaped into action. He bust down the door and charged up the stairs. A few minutes later, Catharsis emerged, carrying the limp body of choxorn in his arms.
However, all was not lost for the arson victim. A nearby doctor rushed onto the scene from nowhere, seemingly conjured by the GM’s imagination since nobody had seem him a second ago. But since this is the internet, and thus, serious business, that couldn’t have been the case. Anyway said doctor gave a valiant effort and Choxorn now lay on the ground, gasping for air. A few feet away, Catharsis was being congratulated by onlookers for his magnificent rescue of the boy. They were both safe.
Spoiler:
But then came a cry from the crowed—
“What’s that, up in the sky? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Is it a toad? No! It’s a hawk carrying a turtle!”
Then the hawk evidently mistook the shiny bald head of Catharsis for a rock, not a hard mistake to make considering his intelligence level, and dropped the turtle on his head in an effort to crack the shell. A successful effort too. Unfortunately for all involved, Catharsis’s head cracked too, spoiling the meal of the poor hawk. Nearby, Choxorn died of a deus ex machina as well. Something involving jello, a cardboard boat, and cosmic bowling.
Spoiler:
Catharsis and Choxorn were both innocent!
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Oh, and CC old chum, I was going to write a little epilogue to your post in which a certain Mr. CCRunner burst forth from his electro-dance party and ran to save the dying Catharsis and choxorn, but tragically, by the time he got there they'd already died, been buried, rotted away and nourished some young saplings into beautiful full-grown trees, but unfortunately my muse wasn't with me. So all I shall say is that you are certainly a brave person to make such comments so close to April 1st.
It's worked pretty well for you because no-one's been lynched in Catchy Title. But you don't need to make an argument for the benefits of lynch vs. no-lynch - I always prefer lynch just because it's more interesting.
I feel like quoting this because I finally realise the source of my confusion. IDK why, but for some reason if was mixing up the current mini mafia game with sprig's mini NOTW game. Hence my seemingly inaccurate response.
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