That Creeping Darkness [Concluded]

[Wishazu]

Vote: Beefy, cults are wierd!

[Scienter]

Vote:beefy Cut off the head of the cult and the body will die?

[Sevis]

The head'll probably still bite, though.

The day phase has lasted almost 48 hours... And I was worried my morning posts might be late xD

[ULC]

The head'll probably still bite, though.

The day phase has lasted almost 48 hours... And I was worried my morning posts might be late xD

Sorry bout that, fell asleep. Day has ended, doing a tally, and will get started on the write up.

[atheotes]

Confirmed ghosts in the Ghost council are (in Green and order of appearance):

ACIN
Lord Winter
scottishranger
(Death is yonder) replaced by Chaotix
Sigurd
pevergreen
CDF
Askthepizzaguy
Winston Hughes

thanks .

Among the ones in black, apart from CDF and ACIN...the others have simply not showed up or is there any other reason they are not in the ghost council?

i guess i am too late hopefully we will get a ghost to answer our questions next phase.

[ULC]

If anyone feels safe in doing so, please send in night actions while the Lynch write up gets done.

Also, quick question - do people still want my long descriptive write ups or would they prefer shorter ones?

[Sevis]

The write-ups are half the reason I am here! Well, maybe a third, but not less than that. Please go on with all the length you can, I say.

[Beefy187]

Beefy's cult smells funny now.

unvote, vote: beefy187

Plague on both your houses
Capulet scum

[ULC]

End Day 5...

A little music to suit the mood
- Kisses and cuddles, Nyxius

"You have been accused of conspiracy to overthrow and kill Doctor Lovell, and the leaders of this town, with psychics, monsters, the dead, and whatever dark master you pray to. How do you plead?"

Nick Koeman grimmaced as Doctor Lovell rolled up the parchment he had been reading from. "I plead not guilty! I demand a trial by my peers! This is what should have been done when you started these investigations!"

Lovell raised an eyebrow at Mr. Koeman. "All this time - I had given you everything you asked for Mr. Koeman, even the luxury and benefits that those closest to me enjoy, and now here you are, spitting it back in my face? After all I have done for you, you go and conspire with those dark forces?! How dare you even demand a trial!"

Lovell snapped his fingers, and Gasmask stepped forward, and unsheathing an ornate shortsword, handed it to Doctor Lovell. "I, myself shall execute you, Mr. Koeman, as an example to others who would be betray me and the good people of this town."

Mr. Koemans eyes went wide with surprise as several townies he trusted stepped up and held him down. Turning to each with a look of despair, he pleaded, "You - I sold you food from my store for pennies when I knew your family was in dire need of money. You! I helped you keep your livestock alive when the storm from 87 rolled in! And you...I helped get better nutrition for our schools, I helped prevent a disease from spreading through the town after tainted meat was found! Why are you doing this!? You know me, and know I am innocent!"

Lovell smacked Nick across the face. "Silence! Your betrayal of these people has gone long enough, and shall be avenged!" As Lovell pulled back for a swing, Nick snapped, and with a roar threw off those holding him down and charged Lovell, quickly wrestling the shortsword away from him. Falling to the ground, the wind knocked out of him, Lovell tried to summon Gasmask, but Nick was too fast.

He quickly turned the blade on those trying to restrain him again, and in a fusion of both Samurai and Beef Butcher, artfully cleaved his opponents apart, killing several innocents before managing to escape their clutches as he mad a mad dash towards Lovell's mansion. Even when Gasmask tried to intercede, Nick simply cleaved his arm off and pushed him out of the way, a look of determination and fanaticism in his eyes.

Breaking past them all, he dashed into the doors, while Gasmask busied himself with reattaching his severed limb and following at a brisk pace. The crowd however was to stunned and trying to help the dying to give chase, and Mr. Black simply watched with interest. Finally after a few minutes, Nick Koeman appeared on the rooftop balcony, clearly in a panic. As the crowd watched with baited breath, expecting Gasmask to appear at any moment.

However, from the shadows appeared a man in a white suit and fedora, wielding his cane and malevolent smile. Kicking Koeman to the ground effortlessly, snatching the shortsword away and placing his foot on the hapless mans back, Nyxius addressed the crowd with his usual charismatic flair. "Denizens of this fair town, I come to you, as..." Koeman struggled to get up and away, but with a grunt Nyxius forced him back to the ground.

"...a simple man. I can bring you great happiness, or great sorrow. Do not think that I came to bring..." Nyxius again forced Koeman to the ground, clearly irriated. Looking down at the poor butcher, Nyxius scolded him. "Do you mind? I am busy and it would help me greatly if you kept still!"

"...peace on the earth; I did not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I came to...". Nick Koeman screamed out for help, and this time was shoved hard to the ground by Nyxius, who smacked him with the sword. "Please, good sir! I am in the middle of speaking, do not interrupt me, it is rude!" Sighing to himself, Nyxuis turned back to the crowd."...set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother."

Finally done with what he had to say, Nyxius removed his foot from Koeman and stood him up, facing the crowd, and asked the doomed man one last question. "Vertical or Horizontal...yes, no? Oh, it doesn't matter."

Witha flick of his wrist, Nyxuis sliced open Koeman, and pushing on his back, spilled forth most of the late Nick Koeman out upon the streets. Letting the body plummet to the ground, Nyxius took his cane, and tipping his hat, bowed deeply to the crowd, and turned and left. A minute later, he appeared at the front doors and wound his way past Lovell, Mr. Black, and the crowd, a cheerfully evil smile on his face, down through the city streets and vanished some few blocks later.

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Lovell sat in stunned silence, having just finished assigning duties to his guards for the night, and began to make ready to take a nice long hot bath when his bathroom door burst open, and in Lovell's bathrobe, Nyxius strode out, brushing his teeth with Lovell's toothbrush and toothpaste. Brushing past the doctor and muttering to himself, or some things unseen about him, he took a seat upon Lovell's bed, and using Lovell's nail filer, finally took notice of the stunned man.

"Oh, you there, yes, I have been meaning to talk to you since from earlier today. What do you know about this lady, Adastreia, along with the man Diamonto? I have heard very disconcerting news through the grapevine, and I would be very sad if I was to learn that you had no information for me."

Lovell still stood in awe as Nyxius went over to the walk-in closet and pulled out one of Lovell's fine suits, placing it against his body to see if it would fit. Disappointed, Nxyius walked further into the closet, and Lovell dumbly followed. However, when lovell Looked inside, Nxyius had vanished. Suddenly, from within the closet, Nyxius's silky commanding voice sounded.

"You know how to contact me."

And with a soul crushing, manic laugh, Lovell was pushed by an invisible force out of his closet, and the doors slammed shut.


Beefy187, aka Nick Koeman, has been lynched and Roadkill, slashandburn, and Yaropolk, aka unnamed citizens, have been wogged ()

Alive(28)
Sasaki Kojiro
AVSM
Atheotos
Beskar
Sprig
Double A
Renata
Yaseikhaan
Centurion1
Captain Blackadder
Khazaar
Scienter
SplitPersonality
Seon
CCRunner
Thermal Mercury
Greyblades
rhawn
A1_Unit
TheFlax
Andres
White Eyes:D
Wishazu
Diamondeye
Sevis
Jooray
Jolt
Nictel

Quite Dead(13)
ACIN
Lord Winter
scottishranger
Death is yonder
Sigurd
pevergreen
CDF
Askthepizzaguy
Winston Hughes
Beefy187
Roadkill
slashandburn
Yaropolk

Begin Night 5...

Roadkill, slashandburn, and Yaropolk have been wogged due to inactivity in life - I hope you are active in death

The following people are now in danger of being wogged
AVSM
Centurion1
TheFlax

Please vote more often

It is now night and I would like night orders within 24 hours.

[Beefy187]

Curse of Beefy will reign upon thee!
May the town get lots of WoGs... lots and lots of WoGs...

[Thermal]

Curse of Beefy will reign upon thee!
May the town get lots of WoGs... lots and lots of WoGs...

Save it! You'll need that energy to scratch your undead body out of your coffin, and this coffin is gonna be 50 feet underground and encased in steel, good luck on getting out!

[Beskar]

Definitely looks like Andres is more little baddie than big baddie. (still, bad, but looks like there are the badder things out there.)

[Beefy187]

Save it! You'll need that energy to scratch your undead body out of your coffin, and this coffin is gonna be 50 feet underground and encased in steel, good luck on getting out!

Thats why we have bells. So the grave digger can dig us out when we feel like living again

[White_eyes:D]

Thats why we have bells. So the grave digger can dig us out when we feel like living again

Your a ghost and can't talk.....just a reminder(As much as it kills me to remind poor Beefy about this....)

[Double A]

Thats why we have bells. So the grave digger can dig us out when we feel like living again

Well let you out if you promise not to do anything mean, like throwing rocks at baby carriages.

[ULC]

End Night 5...

To tired - really need to get to work on these. Threaten me more GH.

[In the words of a certain Dread Pirate, as you wish - GH]

"That'll be 26.27."

The young man nodded and passed the money over quickly, looking about him with disinterest. When the cashier moved to give him his change back, the young man waved him off. "Keep it, you'll need it for your groceries later - you'll be short 2 bucks and the only line open will be Maisey's, and you know how you get along with her."

Before the cashier could protest in confusion, the young man had already grabbed his paper-bag full of groceries and was out and in the streets, and in a moment disappeared into the frosty night.

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Beskar was a smart man, you could give him that. In the days after his illness, he had grown to become somewhat of a lead figure in the town's "hunt" for the psychics. It was a mask however - he was far more interested in the survival of the town, and had gone to great lengths to further his own goals. His loyalty to Lovell's cause however, had earned him some trust and leverage.

That trust and leverage transformed into protection when Lovell sent his men to get Beskar from his place of work - the bus station - and send him to sleep off the night at an old apartment building. Beskar himself wasn't greatly enthused by this notion, but under Lovell's insistence, and Beskar's concern for living another day and maintaining his cover, he agreed.

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The young man sat out in the cold frigid air not truly wanting to go inside with all the people about. Snow fell in droves, making it difficult to see and quickly covering the world in white. "Damned bus better hurry up...I'm not walking in this back to the apartment." Rubbing his hands together to keep warm, the young man leaned back and began to meditate to take his mind off the cold when the doors to the bus station swung open, and several men came out, with Doctor Lovell and Tiberius Beskar in tow.

Seeing the poor young man out in the cold, and thinking of an ingenious idea, Lovell asked for Beskar's coat, who quickly handed it over. Watching the men as they passed, the youth was surprised when Lovell approached him, and suddenly tense. Lovell smiled warmly. "Here young man, you'll catch a chill in such a thin coat - take this, keep yourself warm for the night."

Caught off guard by the generosity, the youth took the coat and wrapped it around himself, and mumbled a "thank you" to Lovell, who had long since moved away and into the white night. The youth pondered why he hadn't seen that coming - normally he'd be prepared for such things...

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He giggled madly as he watched Beskar from afar, his makeshift blade twirling in his hands. "Yet another sinner to kill!" The cultist scratched himself, his skin having started to develop a rash, and continued to make his way towards his target with methodical determination, crossing the street even as cars passed around him. His vision narrowed, his mind became dull, and all he could hear was the roar of his masters commands...or the fluid in his ears.

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From the darkness, a figure charged, kicking up a flurry of snow as it came. The youth did not immediately recognize his attacker as anything more then a flurry of wind, but when his senses activated, the assailant was already upon him. Tossing the groceries into the air and dropping to the floor, the attacker went flying over the youth, who caught the cultist and using his momentum, sent him colliding with the wall behind him.

Reaching out to quickly catch the groceries, the youth immediately brought up his leg as the cultist stood up and pinned him to the wall by his neck. The Cultist struggled violently as the youth put the groceries in a safe spot, but found himself unable to break away. But just as the youth finished placing the groceries down, a nearby snow bank reared up and hit him across the length of his chest, sending the youth sprawling and releasing the cultist.

Flipping up onto his two feet gracefully, the youth prepared to defend himself, suddenly realizing why he hadn't seen Lovell offering him the coat. "Two attackers in the same night...what luck, " the youth grunted as the cultist came at him again, only to have his arm twisted, his feet kicked out from underneath him, and then knocked to the ground. Screaming in frustration, the cultist continued to thrash at the youth, who easily sidestepped his attacks.

The snow bank, sensing an opportunity with the youth distraction at the cultists frenzied assault, attacked from behind, but the youth fluidly ducked, causing the snow bank to collide with the cultist. Stepping back as his two attackers tried separate themselves form each other, an old lady exited from the bus station, and the youth was startled by her intrusion. Running over to insure she wouldn't be hurt, the youth stopped short as the old lady lashed out, a sharp hissing coming from her mouth which opened up to show many more mouths and faces forming from deep with her throat.

She suddenly threw herself at the youth, who was able to escape from her attack by sacrificing the coat that Lovell had given him. Quickly backpedaling, the youth dodged yet another desperate attack by both the snow bank and cultist, grabbed his groceries, and ran off into the night, while his attackers fought over the coat...

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"I said entertain me - my books can only hold my interest for so long. Well go on! Say something you rubber faced freak."

Gasmask stared at Adastriea, his body caught and held fast by several ghosts from the afterlife. He had expected this to be a simple matter - the dead becoming involved had caught him by surprise, and now, much to his chagrin, he was now captive to this woman.

Adastriea lounged back in her chair, getting comfortable. She smiled at Gasmask, her lips curling in a devilish, tempting manner. "You know you'll never be my equal. Your a messenger of death - you hold no real mastery of it. You cause it...but you never control it."

Again, Gasmask refused to take the bait, and Adastriea seemed to be growing impatient by the minute. Gasmask chuckled at the thought, and he suddenly regretted doing so. Adastriea's eyes narrowed. "So you can speak - maybe I'll just have to find another way to force conversation out of you...hmmm." Adastriea reached over and grabbed a bottle of brandy and began to drink from it.

Gasmask started to grow concerned from the looks he was receiving from Adastriea, who seemed to be sizing him up, and also mildly drunk. As she approached him, Gasmask struggled to get away as Adastriea reach through the impassive ghosts and placed her hand on his mask. "And what do we look like underneath..."

Finally realizing he was risking to much being patient, Gasmask dispersed into black mist, leaving Adastriea holding Gasmask's mask, which she studied for a bit as she continued to drink most of the bottle of brandy. Making her way back to her chair and plopping herself down, she smiled smugly to herself. "I'll have you yet, oh yes I will...and I'll be keeping you for a long time Mr.shyguy, all to myself, and your cute little friend too..."

The Ghosts remained present for the night, doing their best to ignore Adastriea's triumphant giggles and her drunk antics.


This night has remained bloodless - time will tell if this is a good thing for the town...

Alive(28)
Sasaki Kojiro
AVSM
Atheotos
Beskar
Sprig
Double A
Renata
Yaseikhaan
Centurion1
Captain Blackadder
Khazaar
Scienter
SplitPersonality
Seon
CCRunner
Thermal Mercury
Greyblades
rhawn
A1_Unit
TheFlax
Andres
White Eyes:D
Wishazu
Diamondeye
Sevis
Jooray
Jolt
Nictel

Quite Dead(13)
ACIN
Lord Winter
scottishranger
Death is yonder
Sigurd
pevergreen
CDF
Askthepizzaguy
Winston Hughes
Beefy187
Roadkill
slashandburn
Yaropolk

Begin Day 6...

Okay, due to my own foul up, this phase will last for 36 hours - if you have any day orders, please send them in within 24 hours however.

If your on the WoG list, you will be Wogged this phase if you do not vote, SO PLEASE VOTE.

[Sevis]

Cultist, old lady and snow bank? Wonderful...

Nictel was originally going to be lynched last round, if the ghosts had not told of their suspicion of Beefy, and they've mentioned Joooray.

The first deserves to die, the second may need to die. They both don't seem like too wise a choice, though. Beskar, on the other hand, has been convincing us that Lovell is not the main threat, and we should focus on the others. I'd have to agree with him, but making peace with an enemy for the sake of finding an even less known enemy seems silly. Besides, it is quite against the speeches of the ghosts - Sigurd has claimed some of the forces were allied with the town. Despite Beefy showing up as a townie (is he really one? YLC said he wouldn't tell us when we kill henchmen...), I suggest we keep listening to the ghost town.

They turned to the warrior and said "We shall name this day in your honour, speak unto us your wisdom!"

Would you object to the lynching of Beskar, and what what adjectives/smileys would describe your reaction to this suggestion?

Has Beefy's lynching confirmed your suspicions of him?

Has the lynching of Beefy changed your suspicions of Joooray, and in what way?

Are the ghosts surrounding Gasmask from the ghost council?

What are the names of those who had been affected by night actions, as far as you are willing to give them?

If you had the chance to vote, whom would you vote for?

That is all for now, thank you, semi-transparent ones.

[Renata]

So Beskar is the bus driver from the previous night, and has been assisting Lovell. However, he's described as actually being more loyal to the town (not to mention his own ends). He was attacked by a cultist last night, or would have been, had he not passed the buck on to a young man who was quite able to take care of himself and seems to be a psychic (of the Miss Cleo variety) besides. And he was also attacked by a snow bank. And a woman with too many mouths.

And Lovell sent Gasmask after Adastreia, but he was held captive by ghosts instead. Interesting, quite a lot of food for thought.

(@ YLC, I was *this* close this morning to saying "skip the fancy writing, I just want to know what happens next!" but dang. Ignore me if I ever do; this is really pretty special.)

[Centurion1]

look this vote means nothing but i dont wanna get wogged. i have no info but just in case i dont get back on.

doesnt matter i probably will

vote: renata

[Splitpersonality]

Any ghosts around today that we can speak to?

Sigurd? ATPG? Any others?

[Diamondeye]

vote: Thermal Mercury

Maybe it's just me but Thermal's not been his usual self from what I've seen of this game. Just a stray thought though...

[Renata]

How're you feeling today, Diamondeye? Any more weird visions?

[Beskar]

So Beskar is the bus driver from the previous night, and has been assisting Lovell.

That is incorrect, I am not the Bus Driver. However, from what YLC claims, my person does work in the Bus Station. News to me, actually. I don't know of any background details to my character, though I did know he used Tiberius Beskar as the name, which was the name I used when I first signed up to the ORG.

Though he probably said too much about the other things. But they did result in me getting saved from an evil cultist and he actually clarified to everyone I am working for the towns survival. Aka, I am not against the town or scum of any sorts, as I am a townie myself.

[Diamondeye]

How're you feeling today, Diamondeye? Any more weird visions?

Strangely, not. Although that would also be my answer had my loyalties changed, so this is a completely senseless post sold only on face value.

I think it will be mentioned in the update if something happens to me. And since I am already identified as possible convert, I think it would be an extremely annoying thing if it was... "Oh look it's day, DE hasn't had time to use his newfound power, let's lynch him" = no fun.

But no, no news under the sun, luckily. I am still just a dull and average townie.

[Sprig]

Vote: Thermal Mercury my Friend, it is time to move on to another plane of existence.

[Sevis]

I'm not quite convinced about Beskar's innocence. The exact bit:

Beskar was a smart man, you could give him that. In the days after his illness, he had grown to become somewhat of a lead figure in the town's "hunt" for the psychics. It was a mask however - he was far more interested in the survival of the town, and had gone to great lengths to further his own goals. His loyalty to Lovell's cause however, had earned him some trust and leverage.

For one, I don't like the fact "goals" is plural. Thinking it over again, however, I think it a bad idea to lynch him - if this makes Andres stop supporting him, we'll know it's (quite) certain. If it doesn't - either Andres is bored or the write-up is not telling us something.

[Thermal]

Truth be told, I don't enjoy large games even slightly as much as small games, regardless of how good the host is, and YLC is a good host.

vote: centurion1

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Vote:Diamondeye

[Beskar]

Well, the host flatly states I am innocent and on the towns side, I think it is a very good indication that I am. This makes me one of the very few (if any others at all) confirmed innocents in the game, which will make the attacks on me quite more numerous now.

[Renata]

I think I agree. Probably.