Rules and write up to come this weekend. I'm gonna leave the sign-ups open for a while. Big game, ideally I want a full player list. But I can adjust if we don't get everybody.
1.knee
2. Pablo
3. Harry
4. HHH
5. JP
6. Badger
7.Mazer
8. CWE
9. Stan
10. Jarrod1983
11. Jordo (rajahs best bus driver)
12. Teeth
13. Kdestiny
14. “Always Town” Fro
15. "Ryan Leaf of Mafia" Virm
16. Caito
17. Rip
18. Kangus
19. Kev - AKA Ya boy babyface KT
20. TimeSplinter
21. Honey_Badger
22.(Grimario)
Rules
There are four possible "teams" in this game. The first being the Town. The town do not know who each other are and are not allowed to communicate with each other in anyway outside of the in-game thread - unless otherwise specified. The second being the Mafia. They will know each others' identity and can communicate outside of the game. Occasionally, there is a third team that effectively functions as a second Mafia. Those who are self-aligned will be marked in Purple.
For write-up purposes, player names will be marked in blue and have no alignment indication until their role is revealed.
There are two phases (Day & Night).
Day Phase
In the Day Phase you both discuss and VOTE.
Day 1 will be an Immunity Phase. You will vote to determine who will be immune from elimination (via lynch or night kill) until the end of Day 3. For immunity, there will be no hammer votes and the player with the most votes will get immunity.
Every Day Phase after that, your attempt is to try to lynch a member of the mafia, so you need to be very careful in how you vote, simply because you don't want to vote for the wrong person. The Day Phase will last 48 hours. When a vote reaches a perfect majority(a total majority of all active players), the player will be lynched. If a total majority is not reached, the phase will end without a lynch.
You vote like this:
VOTE: Insert Name Here
If you change your mind after you already voted, simply vote someone else or post:
UNVOTE
This lets me know not to count your previous vote.
If you wish to abstain from voting, you post the following:
VOTE: No Lynch
If No Lynch reaches a total majority, then we will move into the Night Phase without a lynch.
Hammer(majority) votes are binding. While I might not be here to end the phase immediately, any vote changes after a hammer will not be counted.
Night Phase
The Night Phase is where you send in your Night Roles (those that have one) via PM to me. Make sure you read your roles carefully to make sure you know what you are doing with your roles when you send them to me. The Night Phase will last no longer than 24 hours. If all roles are received before the deadline, the day phase will begin.
The Basics
1) Unless you are specifically told in your roles, you are not able to PM or communciate with anyone concerning the game. If you are caught doing so, you will be MODKILLED and banned from any further games.
2) You are not allowed to ROLECLAIM. This means you can't say something like "I'm the Cop, so don't vote for me!" Also NO BREADCRUMBING such as "Hey, don't vote for me, I can find out info on so and so." This also includes hinting at your flavor role via quotes and hints.
3) This does not include sharing information that you have received. Yes, this is a fine line. Be careful.
4) You are not allowed to edit any posts from here on out. If you screwed up something you said or want to clarify it, simply make a new post and post the following at the beginning of it: EBWOP (edit by way of post). If you edit a post, you may be MODKILLED.
6) Once you are lynched or killed, you are no longer allowed to comment in this thread until after the game has ended.
7) If you are not participating in this game, please do not comment in this thread. This thread is only for people who are participating in the game. If you're interested, join the next game, as I'm sure there will be more.
8) To win, you have to do the following. For those in Town, not only do you have to survive, but you also have to eliminate all members of the Mafia. For those in Mafia, not only do you have to survive, but you also have to become the majority of players. Some players may have unique win conditions, including Neutral roles.
9) There will be a two-post minimum requirement per day phase. Failure to meet the minimum will result in a warning the first time, running the risk of MODKILL a second time.
10) There will be a one vote minimum requirement per day phase. THIS CAN BE A NO LYNCH VOTE.
11) Night chat is allowed! This includes game discussion.
I think that covers just about everything. Have fun!
INTRO
PREVIOUSLY, on Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles…
CURRENTLY...
It’s another bright and shiny day in the Big Apple. Ever since The Shredder was vanquished in the battle across time, the city has experienced a period of peace. While crime still ran rampant, with The Foot Clan not organizing everything, it fell into disarray. And with no formidable foes to keep them distracted, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were able to keep the criminals at bay. It wasn’t long before the Turtles were hailed as regular heroes. Rather than being oddities that were reviled in the public, they were praised and idolized for their efforts in keeping the streets clean. It’s because of this that when a new water park was opening up in the New York area, the Ninja Turtles were specially invited to cut the tape for the grand opening. Lined up near the entrance, Leonardo, Michaelangelo, Donatello and Raphael wait patiently while the mayor of New York finishes up a grandiose speech to a sizable crowd of people.
“...and it’s because of these efforts that these fine heroes have given to cleaning up our streets that we have been able to afford to focus on city development that brings more fun into our cultural hub. With that being said, I now present to you, Leonardo, the ceremonial scissors with which to let all these anxious citizens into the Turtle Beach Water Park!”
Leonardo takes the scissors and opens them up, slowly bringing them closer to the tape.
“Oh, man, these scissors are soooo heavy. I don’t know if I can manage to cut this on my ow-”
“Just quit with the theatrics and cut the tape already!”
Raphael quickly rushes in to ruin Leo’s fun, pressing Leo’s hands together to force the scissors to cut. Within seconds, the crowd of people rush through the entrance, eager to buy their tickets and enjoy some celebratory fun. Leo grimaces at Raphael.
“Couldn’t you just let me play with them a little longer, Raph?”
Raphael scoffs. “It’s always some big thing with you. We don’t have time for your games.”
Michaelangelo steps forward, decked out in swimming trunks, goggles, and a snorkel. “Raphael’s right, dude. I’m ready to let loose for some fun in the sun.”
Donatello gets in between all of them to interject. “Now let’s not get ahead of ourselves, guys. We’re still waiting for April and the others.”
Almost on cue, the Turtle Van screeches into the scene, tires leaving a puff of smoke from the sudden brake after a high speed. Casey Jones hops out of the passenger seat, looking shaken and a bit pale as he shouts back into the van. “Jeez, woman! Could you not drive like a maniac next time?”
April O’Neil quickly shuffles out of the driver seat and runs towards the turtles, but upon seeing the chaotic scene of customers trying to get into the water park, she looks distressed. “Ohhh no, did I miss the tape cutting? Great, guys! That was supposed to be the front page picture for tomorrow!”
Leonardo, still looking less than pleased, points to Raphael. “You can blame that one for missing your shot.”
Master Splinter steps out of the back of the Van, followed by Miyamoto Usagi, both much more patient and reserved than the two before them. “Perhaps a picture of all of us together could suffice? It is the first time since we all worked to stop Shredder’s plot to trap us in time.”
Donatello looks around at the group with bewilderment. “Yeah, but what about Venus?”
The group all look at each other in silence, before busting out with laughter, ending with a collective, “Yeah, right!” They have a good laugh about the situation as they all gather together in front of the raucous crowd. April gets her tripod set-up, barks out orders to get everyone in perfect position, and sets up a timed snapshot before she rushes into the frame to take her place on the side of the line-up. And with a flash, this moment is immortalized forever...
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...However, this moment of peace and joy would prove to be a temporary one after all, as deep below the surface, a man is toiling away on his new invention.
“...and I just tighten...this..bolt...here...annnnnnnd, done! That’s the last one! Now, to see how well you work...”
A small, almost dog-like automaton has a bolt being screwed tightly into it’s back. It possesses one eye-like slot at the top of its head, but its jaw is sharp and fierce - almost the entire size of its body. The hand screwing the bolt reaches for a remote control. It picks it up and points it at the tiny robot before pressing a few buttons. The dog-like robot beeps and whirrs, before twitching his limbs and standing up straight, coming to life.
“Ooooohh, d-d-d-delightfulllllll! Now speak, my doggy!”
The robot gives a digitized bark. The voice of the one controlling the remote shrieks in further delight, a mangled, distorted, yet oh-so-familiar voice.
“And the rest of youuuuuu?”
He presses a few more buttons, and the beeps and whirrs multiply, as near the table where the previous bot stood, is an entire army of these bots. They all begin barking simultaneously. The voice cackles in triumph, and we soon see that the human-looking hands were attached to the fly-based abomination known only as Baxter Stockman. He runs over to a chest filled with spare parts and tools, before pulling out a torn apart doll of a turtle. He tosses it into the middle of the room and shouts another command into the remote control.
“Devourrrrrrrr!”
Within an instant, the robots gang up on the turtle doll and begin tearing it to shreds relentlessly. Baxter cannot contain his excitement as he runs out of what appears to be a rotting room in the sewer. He rushes into a more open cavern surrounded by the rushing “rivers” of the sewer and kneels behind a man sitting at a table.
“It is completed! My Mousers seem to be fully operational, and will certainly be able to carry out any command of ours and stop anyone in our way!”
The man laughs softly to himself as a horde of rats slowly surround him. “Excellent...then the preparations are near complete. All we need are the potential subjects you spoke of recruiting, and then we will be ready to take on this city.”
The man is dressed in a skin-tight suit seemingly stitched together from various cloth and rags, his muscles bulging through the various “sashes” wrapped around his body.
“With The Shredder and The Foot Clan eliminated, there has been a gap of power in this city. And with your help, Baxter, I aim to fill that gap. With my rats and your mousers, we shall bring about a new age of terror to this place.”
The man stands from his chair and turns to face Baxter with a wild-eyed smirk.
“New York City will be witness to the rise of The Rat King!”
INTRO TWO
The Rat King is found sitting at the same table as before, currently dining on a pizza that he is sharing with his rat subjects. He seems enraptured with the taste, savoring every bite, before a voice shouts towards him.
"I have retuurrrrrrrned, my Lord!"
Baxter Stockman walks into The Rat King's "main chamber" with quite the motley assortment behind him. "I was able to retrieve the data from Shredderrrrrr's use of the time machine to find his points of entry, and found some handy recruits to round out your kiiiiiiiiingdom!"
In behind him are very familiar faces who were all vanquished in the "Turtles in Time" special. Leatherhead, Slash, Bebop & Rocksteady, and the newly improved Metalhead. The Rat King's face brightens up as he sees so many potential subjects. "Wonderful, Baxter! You have done well to bring me so many capable looking subjects. And they are all prepared to bend the knee to the king of rats?"
Leatherhead shoots a scowl and takes a step toward Rat King. "Now hol' on just a minute. I'd rather bury your shell at Wounded Knee than bend mine ta you. You gonna make it worth my while?"
The Rat King strikes a confident grin. "How does free reign to do as you will and have your own territory of New York to control sound? After you help me eradicate the Ninja Turtles, that is."
Leatherhead looks to think it over when Slash interjects angrily. "You expect Slash to bow to some Rat man he has no respect for, in order to help him destroy those he does respect?"
"It's Rat KING, you insolent fool!"
Metalhead spins his head all the way around, speaking in an almost tranquil tone. "But the turtles aren't that bad. They only wish to protect the town that they love!"
Leatherhead thinks a moment longer before throwing his hands to the side. "Yeah, count me out. Those Turtles are some tough bastards, and I'd rather fight alongside 'em then follow some sewer rat with empty promises."
Leatherhead promptly walks out, with Slash following close behind after leaving slice marks through a pillar near the entrance they came in. Baxter chases after them in a vain attempt to stop them.
Rat King looks furious, but notices that Bebop & Rocksteady haven't left. "Don't tell me: you two respect the turtles as well?"
Rocksteady chuckles like an idiot while Bebop snorts. "Well, we don't really know where da boss is, and we always love a chance to smash those toitles."
The Rat King smirks again, satisfied that the fly has not completely disappointed him. Meanwhile, Metalhead awkwardly waits in the corner for his turn to speak. "So….we can all still be friends, right?"
INTRO THREE
While evil lurks below the surface, everything seems to be fun and games at the Turtle Beach Water Park. Children run around screaming with delight, parents get small joys from enjoying the plethora of food and snacks the park offers, and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are taking advantage of the fun in the sun in the fullest order. Michelangelo is quickly hopping from slide to slide, trying to find the most daring thrills. Donatello and April are relaxing on innertubes inside the lazy river, both wearing shades and soaking in the sunshine. Leonardo is giving an impromptu martial arts lesson to a group of starstruck kids next to the wave pool - while Splinter looks on with pride at his star pupil paying it forward so well. Raphael and Casey were standing off to the side pretending not to care. But when Michelangelo comes out of nowhere and pushes Raphael into the pool, Casey is quick to tackle Mikey in afterward, as a big water wrestling fight breaks out between the three.
Donatello and April pull their selves out of the river current and shake off the excess water. “Let’s go find the others and see what they’re up t-”
“HEYYYYYYYY! DONNYYYYYYYY!”
Donatello looks like his heart sunk as his eyes widen in terror. “Oh, nooo, not her!”
He turns to the source of the voice to see Venus running at him at top speed. “Welp, time to find those others, right April?!” He tries to grab her arm and hurry away, but it’s too late. Venus is already on the other side, directly in front of them and blocking their path.
“Oh my god, Donny, how are you? It’s been a while! Time sure does soar, doesn’t it?”
“It’s ‘fly’ ‘Time sure does fly,’ Venus. Look, I’m reall-”
Donatello tries to make his way past her, but she steps in sync with him to continue blocking his path and cuts him off.
“Pleasssssse, please, please, PLEASE, Donny, don’t blow me off! I promise I can be useful this time!”
Donatello finds his patience wears incredibly thin around Venus, like everyone else, so his attitude turns a bit sharp. “Useful for what, keeping our towels dry? There’s nothing going on here but a celebration!”
Venus leans in close with a serious look. “You don’t smell that in the air, Donny? Everything’s been nice and peaceful in the city, and now there’s a big gathering of people, and you think everything is hunky dokey? I’m telling you, something wicked this way marches. And when it does, you’ll all be thankful ol’ Venus was here to help save the day!”
She marches away in an odd air of triumph and determination, seemingly unphased by Donatello’s blatant annoyance. He watches in blank disbelief as she trudges away, seemingly dumbfounded until he finally finds the encouragement to speak. “It’s ‘COMES!’ ‘Something wicked this way COMES!’”
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MEANWHILE…
A screen flickers on. Followed by another. And quickly followed by quite a few more. Each one seems to be honed in on the Ninja Turtles and their comrades and their water park hijinx. A mangled, warbly, gargling voice rings through the air.
“These Turtles think that they have finally achieved a lasting peace just because they defeated The Shredder.”
A pink, fleshy tentacle caresses the screens, treating each one with individual care and attention.
“What these fools don’t know is that was merely the first hurdle. They were just pawns assisting me in my experiments. And ohhhh, how the fruits of our labor have paid off…isn’t that right, Tokka and Rahzar?”
We see two creatures emerge from the shadowy corners of this room. Two hulking humanoid beasts - one resembling a snapping turtle, the other a wolf. They both snarl and growl in response, drool dripping from their jaws.
“But that’s not all that’s kept us busy. This reunion wouldn’t be complete without an old friend, would it?”
An even more imposing form steps up to the panel of screens. Through a damaged, but familiar metal mask, his eyes peer at the images of the Turtles before him. A soft growl escapes at first, before the growl slowly grows into a rage-filled scream. He rears his arm back to strike at the screens, but a familiar, lifeless robot grabs it, restraining the being as he screams in unsatisfied bloodlust.
“Patience, my Super Shredder. You will get your opportunity to unleash all of that pain. You must wait, but not much longer, for the time is before us…”
The tentacle-like limb reaches for the open gap in the robot’s stomach, pulling itself in as the brain-matter mastermind reconnects with its mobile armor and gives a chilling, wicked smile.
“The time has come for I, Krang, to vanquish the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles for good!”
DAY ONE
Venus darts around the water park from patron to patron, harassing them all about what they’re up to, desperate to find the trouble that she’s certain will befall the Ninja Turtles - who watch from afar at a root beer float stand, sipping with disdain and exasperation. Leonardo tries to remain civil, but he can’t help but comment at the sheer ridiculousness. “She acts like she’s some cop or investigator the way she’s interrogating everybody.”
Raphael would have nearly spit his float out if he hadn’t just swallowed in time. “Pffffft, please! Venus? An investigator? Gimme a break!”
Usagi stands to the side with stoic poise, gazing pensively through the crowd in full ronin attire. Splinter’s trained eyes don’t miss this as he moves closer. “What is the matter, Miyamoto? You seem concerned.”
Usagi continues peering through the crowd, looking for something but not quite sure what. “I think the annoying one might be right. I feel something in the air. Every time I’ve shown up here, there’s always been some calamity to hit. The way everyone has gathered here again, and how peaceful everything is...No. No, the air is too stagnant. Something is about to stir it up.”
Michelangelo caught an earful of Usagi’s words in the background, and twirls his finger at the side of his head mockingly, before turning to get closer to the other turtles. Splinter, however, seems concerned, as he knows Usagi’s instincts are usually on the mark.
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The deafening din of laughing, screaming children and their imitative parents continues to permeate the air, mixed with the loud splashes and flows of the water everywhere. The wave pool is at a particular peak of activity with nearly every inch of the water surface littered with humanity. One older child pushes his way through the people and innnertubes to get to the deepest end of the pool. Once there, he frantically looks around to find his mom, standing on the edge with a patient smile. “Look, mom! I told you I could swim at the deep end!” He screams in elation and waves wildly, prompting her to laugh and wave back.
“Watch this, mom!”
The child dunks under the water for 10 seconds, causing the mother to worry a bit, before he pops back up with a shitty grin and giggle. “I’m just kidding, mommy!” He continues laughing like a goofball when his eyes widen and he shouts in pain. “Ow! My toe! Something just bit me.” A loud, painful “OWWWW” from a grown man echoes at another part of the pool, and it’s soon followed by a chorus similar cries, screams and shrieks of sudden pain. One woman lying on an innertube starts looking around in terror, when a familiar metal jaw clamps down on her ankle.
“AAHGHGGHGHHHAHAHHAAAHAHAAGHGHGHIIIEEEEE!”
She flops off her innertube as a horde of Mousers start popping up on the surface, more seeming to emerge from the water as they begin biting at everything in their path. It is quickly a scene of chaos as everyone starts swimming desperately and violently to get out of the water, many getting caught by Mousers along the way. This isn’t the only spot, though. Mousers begin tearing through the queues of people waiting to get on slides, terrorizing the kids’ play area, and before long, are stampeding through all the food lounges.
The Turtles start putting their guard up as the screams start filtering into their area, seeing people starting to run around like crazy. Michelangelo brandishes his nunchaku and starts looking around for the source of the chaos, which seems to be descending on them from all directions. “What the heck is going on around here? Everyone went all bonkers out of nowhere.”
April finds herself fixated on one man running with a particularly motivated fervor and tries to see if she can catch what he’s running from. “Ahh! There!” She catches it before the man is taken down by one of the Mousers, ankle-first, before dragging the man off somewhere.
Casey tilts his head in confusion and slight fear. “What the hell are those things?!”
Donatello twirls his bo staff and whips it to his side in a perfect position for running. “It doesn’t matter. I hate to say it, but Venus was right, and now we have some people to save.”
More of the Mousers come in view, showing the sheer volume that they have to deal with. And unsurprisingly, they all seem to be closing in on the Turtles from all directions. Leonardo looks around with concern, but feels determined not to let it shake him. “But who could be behind this? Only Baxter had the ability to make something like this, but there’s no way he could mass produce without Shredder’s power and connections...right?”
Raphael gets ready for action as he backs up next to Casey, ready to take on the Mousers when they come. “Yeah, well we can focus on that later after we kick some scrap metal ass!”
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Krang watches from the Technodrome in the year 3000 and strokes his would-be chin while gargling his musings. “This could prove problematic...but perhaps we can take advantage of the distraction…”
His body spins around to look at his minions lying in wait impatiently. "Super Shredder! Take Tokka and Rahzar with you as I teleport you to this water park. Eliminate the Turtles while they're most vulnerable. And do make sure that you take care of anyone else who might be trying to get in my way."
The beasts howl in approval, eager to be let loose on the public. Krang knows that they'll need a bit of help to keep on track, which is why he'll be monitoring and guiding them very closely the whole time.
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Day One has officially begun. You have 48 hours to vote for immunity. There will be no hammer. The player with the most votes at the end of the 48 hours will be immune from lynches or kills until the end of Day Three.
1.Kneeneighbor
2. Pablo Diablo
3. wardy
4. HHHnFoley_Rulez
5. JP
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
9. Stan
10. Jarrod1983
11. Jordo
12. TEETH
13. kdestiny
14. Fro
15. virmicious
16. Caito
17. Rip
18. kangus
19. Kev
20. TimeSplitter
21. Honey_Badger
22. Grimario
DAY ONE RESULTS
The immunity has been decided!
Vote Count
10 - CWE (kdestiny, Jordo, Badger, Rip, wardy, Jarrod, Stan, Honey_Badger, Kev, Fro)
6 - JP (Pablo, Knee, TimeSplitter, Caito, Mazer, Grim)
1 - TEETH (kangus)
1 - Psycho (TEETH)
1 - HHHnFoley_Rulez (HFR)
1 - Rip (CWE)
1 - Stan Accy (JP)
DAY ONE RESULTS
The battle has started. All the Turtles seem to be holding their own and taking out some of the Mousers. Even April manages to take a few out with the microphone she keeps in her purse. But the waves don’t seem to stop.
Donatello spins low to the ground while sweeping his bo staff through a crowd of the bots, before bracing himself and backing up to avoid another wave. “There are too many of them! No matter how many we take out, they just keep coming.”
Usagi hops up to the top of a candy shop to get a higher view of the outer gates, where he can see the Mousers spreading to the parking lot. “It looks like our efforts may be fruitless. They’re already getting out of the park. If we don’t stop this soon, they’ll take over the whole city.”
Leonardo takes all of this info in and tries to parse out the best course of action while fending off the Mousers. “Alright, we have no choice but to spread out and try to find out who’s behind this. Something tells me if we don’t take out the source, then we’re never going to see the end of these metal mutts.”
They all decide on a general plan of attack, who goes where and does what. The goal is to take out any Mousers along the way, but find out the true culprit behind this scheme. They also decide that someone should head back to the base to see if any of Donatello’s records might give any hints as to who could be involved.
After a discussion that was probably longer than it needed to be, they all decided CWE should be the one. As he went to do as everyone asked, they all wonder whether they made the right choice.
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CWE has received immunity. He will be immune from all kills and lynch attempts until the end of Day Three.
Night One has now begun. You have 24 hours to confirm your roles with me via PM.
Game discussion is allowed.
LIVING PLAYERS
1.Kneeneighbor
2. Pablo Diablo
3. wardy
4. HHHnFoley_Rulez
5. JP
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
9. Stan
10. Jarrod1983
11. Jordo
12. TEETH
13. kdestiny
14. Fro
15. virmicious
16. Caito
17. Rip
18. kangus
19. Kev
20. TimeSplitter
21. Honey_Badger
22. Grimario
NIGHT ONE
On the outskirts of the Turtle Beach Water Park, a loud crack tears through the air and a bright, ethereal light flashes in non-descript, yet captivating colors. It’s here within a flash with a loud ‘BOOM’, and gone the next. In its place, however, sit three cowboys atop their accompanying horses. Literal cowboys, as the three men look around in a shock.
The black and white spotted one speaks up first. “Now, what the heck just happened? We was just in the middle of patrollin’ Cowtown a second ago, but...this don’t look like Cowtown, Moo.”
The one called Moo, with tan fur and blonde hair, scratches the side of his head under his hat as he surveys the surroundings and the situation. “I don’t know, Kid, this looks kinda familiar, but...”
As they try to gain their bearings, they are already surrounded by Mousers chasing after citizens trying to escape the water park. Marshal Moo pulls out his golden, slot-shaped gun and gives a confident grin.
“...that shouldn’t stop us from delivering justice.”
The blue bull known as The Dakota Dude just grunts with a cool demeanor. “Yup.”
The C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa have joined the fray as they start mowing through some Mousers in a quest to stop this chaos and get some answers.
MEANWHILE…
A portal tears through fabric of matter outside the water park, just long enough for Super Shredder, Tokka, and Rahzar to step through before it closes up right behind them like it was never there. Krang rubs his tentacles together with a menacing grin as he monitors everything from his home base.
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Leonardo begins making his way through the chaos, getting closer to the main city. He’s not sure who’s behind all this, but he’s determined to find out. “There just has to be a clue somewhere…” he thinks, when he lays his eyes on JP. “Bingo!” He makes a quick turn to head towards JP and ask him some questions.
Tokka barrels through the crowds, not caring for anyone in his path, but not stopping for anyone. He heard his master’s orders loud and clear. He sets his sights on Kneeneighbor and charges straight at him. Knee braces for the impact, before entering in a heated battle with Tokka. Looks like he’s going to be occupied for a while.
Elsewhere, Cowlerado Kid of the C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa has his own plans to tie someone up for the time being. He takes a good look at Stan Accy and gets a tingling in his mind. He quickly runs up behind him and wraps Stan up with his lasso before he can even know what hit him. “Don’t worry, pardner. I just want to keep you close for the night and have a few words with you.” Stan looks to be stuck with Kid, but at least he knows no harm will come to him. In the distance, Casey Jones scowls and spits on the ground. “I’ll get him next time…”
The Turtle Van mysteriously powers up. Unknown to Donatello and the rest, the recent remote-powered engine to call the van to them at any moment seems to have been a bit too smart of an upgrade. The van senses the scattered locations of every body scan it recognizes and attempts to assist. It tries to find its target, but for some reason the target can not be located.
Despite all the chaos, Metalhead walks through the streets concerned with one thing: finding someone to mindbond with. He eventually lays his eyes on CWE and becomes elated, though you could never tell from his appearance or tone of voice. He quickly hurries over and gets in CWE’s path. “Would you like to be friends with me?”
Baxter flies overhead and quickly jukes out of sight, trying not to let his presence be given away just yet. He’d rather wait at the base, but he will dilligently follow the King’s orders until they at least see this plan through. He eventually spots his target, Jarrod1983, and laughs with delight. He pulls out his modified ray gun and drops down to him. “I’ll be taki-i-i-i-i-nnnnggg that spirit of yours for now!” His gun zaps out a laser-powered hand straight at Jarrod, who is too slow to stop the contact. It doesn’t seem to hurt, but he suddenly feels sapped of energy. “Bye byyyyyyyeee, fool! Mwahahahahahaha!” Baxter retreats and makes his way back to the lair.
Usagi continues lurking across the high ground of rooftops and street poles. For some reason, Honey_Badger grabs his attention, and he decides to keep a close eye on what he was doing. As a consequence, he ended up witnessing something much more horrific.
Right behind Honey_Badger, the terrifying form that is the Super Shredder stomps forward. As it gets closer and sees the target of his disdain and anguish, he lets out a colossal roar before setting into a sprint. Honey_Badger turns around just in time for the spike. Straight through his throat. In one swift motion, Shredder slices his spiked wristplate through Honey_Badger’s neck, unleashing a spray of blood. He drops to his knees, eyes wide as he gasps for air. Donatello looks up to spend his last living moments staring into the eyes of terror. He tries to utter his name, before dropping to the ground with a lifeless thud.
Honey_Badger has been murdered. He was Donatello, Town-aligned Doctor.
Day Two has now begun. Regular lynch rules are back on. First person to be voted to a majority will be eliminated from the game. CWE is an invalid vote.
It takes 11 votes to reach majority. You have 48 hours.
LIVING PLAYERS
1.Kneeneighbor
2. Pablo Diablo
3. wardy
4. HHHnFoley_Rulez
5. JP
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
9. Stan
10. Jarrod1983
11. Jordo
12. TEETH
13. kdestiny
14. Fro
15. virmicious
16. Caito
17. Rip
18. kangus
19. Kev
20. TimeSplitter
22. Grimario
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
DAY TWO
Vote Count
7 - Kneeneighbor (Jordo, Mazer, Stan, Rip, Fro, TEETH, wardy)
2 - Stan Accy (Caito, kdestiny)
2 - kangus (JP, Knee)
2 - No Lynch (Badger, T/S)
1 - Badger (HFR)
1 - virmicious (Grim)
1 - wardy (Kev)
That's a No Lynch.
DAY TWO RESULTS
Throughout the battles and sleuthing through all the streets, the heroes gathered together a couple times in an attempt to take down who they saw as an enemy, primarily focused on Kneeneighbor. However, the battle was still too chaotic, and with the loss of Donatello, no one was able to come to agreement or get on the same page. As a result, the battle wages on just as thick as before.
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Night Two has now begun. You have 24 hours to send in your roles or inform that you won't be using them.
LIVING PLAYERS
1.Kneeneighbor
2. Pablo Diablo
3. wardy
4. HHHnFoley_Rulez
5. JP
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
9. Stan
10. Jarrod1983
11. Jordo
12. TEETH
13. kdestiny
14. Fro
15. virmicious
16. Caito
17. Rip
18. kangus
19. Kev
20. TimeSplitter
22. Grimario
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
NIGHT TWO
Krang monitors closely, specifically focusing on Kneeneighbor and TEETH. He watches for anyone looking for them, prepared to enter the minds of the onlookers to make them think they’re looking at the opposite target.
Tokka is on a roll, tearing through citizens yet again as he follows Krang's new orders. It's not long before he locks eyes with JP. Tokka picks up speed as he charges yet again. JP braces the same way the last victim did, but he wasn't prepared the strike of precision. Rather than a tackle, Tokka lunges his beaked mouth straight at the throat. The blow is jarring, knocking JP to the ground. He grabs his throat and reels from the impact, while Tokka runs on past him. JP tries to shout at him, but his voice doesn't come out.
With Donny's death laying heavy on his mind, Leonardo gets back to work with more determination than before. He knows that Mazer's intentions are always unclear, so he's a logical follow-up. Once he finds him, he leaps in front of him to stop him in his tracks. "Mazer, we need to have a long, detailed discussion about your allegiance."
While he had not intended to get directly involved with the conflict, when Leatherhead made it to the surface and saw the hordes of bots ravaging the streets, he knew the Turtles would need all the help they could get. So when he saw Caito acting shifty - as he judged it - he begins winding up his arm. By the time Caito turned around to see him, Leatherhead clobbers him with a massive lariat. The cajun gator pumps his arm and admires his muscles. "DAMN! Still strong as an ox!". Meanwhile, Caito is laid out on the ground unconscious.
April had just finished setting up her video camera when she sees Pablo running past. She scatters to hit record and starts following him, curious to see what kind of news story might gravitate towards him.
Master Splinter slinks through the alleyways and avoids the heart of the chaos. But he’s not aimlessly running from danger. He is strategically moving around to keep an eye on HHHnFoley_Rulez without being caught, trying to find out what he might be up to.
Metalhead chugs along, extra animated in his strut as he is overloaded with joy at having successfully made a friend. He goes around asking the people running from the danger, not getting many bites. Finally, he reaches out to grab JP as he passes by. “WILL YOU PLEASE BE MY FRIEND?” JP looks on with confusion and a tiny bit of fear, before looking around in thought, and shrugging his shoulders.
The C.O.W.-Boy known as Cowlerado Kid rides again, feeling his last venture was successful. Why not try to replicate it? kdestiny sits to the side of a road, breathing heavily from a battle he had just finished. This left him vulnerable to being caught up in the Kid’s lasso. “Sorry, pardner, but I gotta keep you close to me for a while. Due dilligence and allat.” kdestiny sighs as he knows he’ll be supervised for the known future. Little did he know that Bebop & Rocksteady had been watching from the shadows the whole time, getting a good evaluation on kdestiny’s skills. “*snort* Duhh, I’d rather be smashing those toitles than this stupid work.” “But if we listen to Baxter, he can help give us a nice spot in the Rat Man’s kingdom!”
Raphael had a hunch. Those bots originated from the water park, which was a major source of water. That meant they likely came from the sewage system. So he went under the streets to look for who was behind all of this. He didn’t dare tell his brothers. He knew they wouldn’t like what he’d do if he found someone. The only thing on his mind was revenge for Donatello. And as he turned a corner, there he was. A man in a ragged suit, sitting upon a makeshift throne, watching over the waters like they were his own. The rats surrounding him all turned their heads to gaze upon the new intruder. This grabbed the attention of both The Rat King and the man who had just walked in - Baxter Stockman. When Raph laid his eyes on the fly, the rage seething inside him boiled to the top.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Did you come to bend the knee already and accept my kingdom as absolute?!”
Raphael didn’t need any further explanation. He could see it already. These two were behind the Mouser attacks. Baxter worked with The Shredder before. Even if they weren’t involved, it didn’t matter anymore. And since Baxter was already fleeing to avoid punishment, the so-called King was the target of Raphael’s bloodlust. He begins walking slowly toward him, with quite obvious intent. Rat King stands to his feet with a confident cackle. “You wish to engage in battle? Just know that it will be your last.” He tries to get the jump on the turtle. He leaps over the table in front of his throne for a surprise attack, but Raphael is too quick. The Rat King practically ran right into the pair of sai that were now pierced through his eyeballs. He lets out a horrifying scream, blood immediately spilling from his eye sockets. Raphael uses the forward momentum to slam him back-first on the ground, forcing his sai deeper into the cranium. He lets out a pained cry of anguish, before he begins piercing the sai repeatedly into kangus’ eyes, far past the point of death.
kangus has been murdered. He was The Rat King, Mafia-aligned Ascetic.
It wasn’t all a loss for the kingdom, though. After finishing his deed, Super Shredder was hasty to get to the other three Turtles. However, the Mousers seemed to find him as a priority target. A large amount of them swarmed on him. At first, Shredder was making mince-metal out of the Mousers. But more came. And more came. And they just didn’t stop coming. Eventually, they began piling on top of each other to cover his body and restrict his movement. Shredder thrashed at them, but no matter how many he knocks off, he couldn’t actually reduce their hold. All it took was the one Mouser to run up the pile of its robot brethren to get a direct chomp at Shredder’s throat. The poetic justice comes to full fruition as the Mouser’s jaws are strong enough to tear a large chunk out of the throat. And while he screamed with rage and continued trying to fight, it left Grimario weakened enough to be chewed into bloody bits, reducing him to a puddle of flush and chemical ooze.
Grimario has been decimated. He was Super Shredder, Mafia-aligned Strongman.
Day Three has now begun. First person to be voted to a majority will be eliminated from the game. CWE is an invalid vote.
With 19 players alive, it takes 10 votes to reach majority. You have 48 hours.
LIVING PLAYERS
1.Kneeneighbor
2. Pablo Diablo
3. wardy
4. HHHnFoley_Rulez
5. JP
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
9. Stan
10. Jarrod1983
11. Jordo
12. TEETH
13. kdestiny
14. Fro
15. virmicious
16. Caito
17. Rip
19. Kev
20. TimeSplitter
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
2. kangus - The Rat King, Ascetic
3. Grimario - Super Shredder, Strongman
DAY THREE
Vote Count
10 - Stan Accy (Caito, Rip, Mazer, Jordo, T/S, Fro, TEETH, Badger, Knee, Kev)
3 - No Lynch (Pablo, Stan, HFR)
2 - virmicious (CWE, Jarrod)
1 - Fro (Knee)
1 - TEETH (wardy)
1 - Pablo Diablo (virm)
1 - Rip (JP)
DAY TWO
Despite his attempts at hiding in the shadows, it wasn't very long before the group made use of the teleporting technology found on Super Shredder's to go back to the home location. When they found Krang there, they immediately ganged up on him, pulling him from his robot body and crushing him into mush.
Stan Accy has been lynched. He was Krang, Mafia-aligned Godfather Brainwasher
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You have 24 hours to submit your roles.
NIGHT THREE
Michelangelo decided he needed to make up for lost time. He needed to get to work, but where to start? And how could he make it happen faster? Then he turns his head to the side to see the Turtle Van perfectly in sight. “Wait, when did that get here…” He ponders it for a moment longer before his brain starts hurting. “Screw it, Cowabunga!” He hops into the Turtle Van and looks up the coordinates of the two people he had in mind. With excess speed, Mikey zooms by both wardy and Caito, tossing out bolas in a drive-by fashion. Both get wrapped up in the contraption, and spend the remainder of time trying to get theirselves untied.
Meanwhile, Usagi keeps a safe distance behind Jordo, keeping an eye on his every move.
Leonardo glares at virm as he sees him darting around a corner. “Oh, yeah, that guy DEFINITELY needs to be questioned.” He steps into virm’s path, who runs right into the leader of the turtles while looking behind him. He puts his hands up defensively as Leo speaks calm, yet sternly. “Calm down. I just want to ask some questions. If you have nothing to feel guilty about, you should be alright.”
The C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa have a little discussion before they decide Marshall Moo should get out there on the field and find TEETH. “I think it’s about time we find out what this hombre’s up to.” He watches closely as he finds TEETH in the middle of battle, taking mental notes of his talents.
Having lost their leader, Baxter and his cohorts were in a scramble to correct the ship. They decided the best way to do that...was to just eliminate more enemies covertly. Baxter stalks through the skies until he lays eyes on Pablo. “I think itssssssss time you took a long permanent nap!” He not normally be a marksman, but his aim was true. The dart from his gun shoots forth and pierces right into Pablo’s neck. He pulls out the dart quickly, but it doesn’t take long for him to realize the truth of what probably happened.
Pablo Diablo has been poisoned.
Elsewhere, Rahzar is found dragging off JP’s unconscious body, leaving no clue as to his whereabouts. But you can be sure he won’t be coming back.
JP has been eliminated. He was ???, ???-aligned ???.
Day Four has now begun. You have 48 hours to decide on a lynch. With 17 players alive, it takes 9 votes to reach majority.
PABLO DIABLO HAS BEEN POISONED. HE WILL BE DEAD BY THE END OF DAY FOUR.
LIVING PLAYERS
1.Kneeneighbor
2. Pablo Diablo
3. wardy
4. HHHnFoley_Rulez
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
10. Jarrod1983
11. Jordo
12. TEETH
13. kdestiny
14. Fro
15. virmicious
16. Caito
17. Rip
19. Kev
20. TimeSplitter
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
2. kangus - The Rat King, Ascetic
3. Grimario - Super Shredder, Strongman
4. Stan Accy - Krang, Godfather Brainwasher
5. JP - ???
DAY FOUR
Vote Count
9 - virmicious (Badger, Mazer, Rip, Kev, Jarrod, TEETH, T/S, Jordo, Pablo)
2 - wardy (kdestiny, CWE)
1 - TEETH (wardy)
And that's a Lynch!
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DAY FOUR
Having just dealt with Krang and knowing the whereabouts of his hideout, the gang were able to use his monitoring screens to find the ones that were working with him. They laid their eyes on Rahzar before turning to Leonardo.
“He’s the one. Let’s take him out.”
They all took note of his location, and with a little tinkering around, were able to find out how to teleport into his general location with Krang’s technology. Rahzar sees the group of people surrounding him. His animal instincts tell him he’s cornered and outnumbered. But his brutal rage tells him to fight on anyway. And as Rahzar puts up a valiant fight, it’s not long before he is overtaken by the overwhelming forces of the Turtles and their allies.
Leatherhead limps forward, breathing heavily. He pulls up a ray gun that looks similar to something Baxter designed. “Welp...I don’t think I have much longer in this world. But I did manage to nab a little something from the fly that I think will help keep this lil beastie at bay.” With the last of his strength, he points the gun at virmicious, blasting him with a wave of energy rings that shrinks him back down into the form of a tiny wolf pup. Leatherhead cracks a grin and lets out a quick laugh with the last of his breath. “I knew I took you for a mutt…” These were Pablo Diablo’s last words as he fell to the ground, leaving the others in shock and grief.
virmicious has been neutralized. He was Rahzar, Mafia-aligned Twin Jack-of-all-Trades.
Pablo Diablo has died of poison. He was Leatherhead, Town-aligned EN Roleblocker.
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Night Four has now begun. You have 24 hours to send me your roles.
LIVING PLAYERS
1.Kneeneighbor
3. wardy
4. HHHnFoley_Rulez
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
10. Jarrod1983
11. Jordo
12. TEETH
13. kdestiny
14. Fro
16. Caito
17. Rip
19. Kev
20. TimeSplitter
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
2. kangus - The Rat King, Ascetic
3. Grimario - Super Shredder, Strongman
4. Stan Accy - Krang, Godfather Brainwasher
5. JP - ???
6. virmicious - Rahzar, Twin JOAT
7. Pablo Diablo - Leatherhead, EN Roleblocker
NIGHT FOUR
And they thought everything was fine…
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Despite all the chaos, Badger took a stroll as he was deep in thought about what he should do. It seemed like the world was insulated from his being until a loud, robotic “HELLO FRIEND,” shocks him out of his daze. He turns to see the form of Metalhead, who simply offers him a hand, rather stiffly. Badger thinks on it some more, and though he’s not sure if he should trust it, he accepts the handshake. And just as they begin to walk off together, BAM! Badger feels like a bowling ball hit him in the back of the head as he drops to the ground, unconscious. Tokka stands proudly after busting Badger down with a sharp elbow. He ponders finishing the job, but then looks at Metalhead and immediately engages in battle. While they’re distracted, a certain fly descends from the sky, aiming a very unique-looking white raygun. “I don’t thiiiiiiiink you’ll need your abilities anymo-o-o-o-o-o-orrre!” Baxter zaps him with a small laser bullet, but it expands into an energy field that encases his whole body, rippling inward toward the point of contact before it all sucks into a sphere-like shape, separates from Badger’s body, and fades away. Baxter laughs maniacally as he flies off into the distance.
Meanwhile, April O’Neil had her video camera in the perfect spot, catching everything that had happened to Badger.
Splinter had been focusing his efforts on following Timesplitter’s movements, feeling it might be worth seeing what he’s up to for once.
Elsewhere, a fierce battle has broken out. Michelangelo, Raphael, the C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa were trying to hold off a herd of Mousers flanked by Bebop & Rocksteady. And things seemed to be going well for the heroes. Except for Casey. He was struggling with the little beasties, probably as a result of him having softer flesh. He keeps getting pushed back, getting more nervous as the creeps crept in, when he felt a hand touch his shoulder firmly. “GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!” Casey swung his hockey stick right into the face of Michelangelo. Hard. So hard, in fact, that he hit the cartilage of the septum and dislocated in, driving straight into the brain. Kneeneighbor drops to the ground, dead on impact, while Casey wonders what he’s done.
In an act of madness, Venus leaps onto the back of Marshall Moo’s horse, who just so happens to be in between the other two cowboys. “No more invaders allowed! I’ll show Donatello what I meant when I said I’ll prove useful!” The C.O.W.-Boys look at each other in confusion, and the Marshall barely utters, “Uhhh...what,” by the time kdestiny suddenly explodes, taking out all the cowboys that HHHnFoley_Rulez represented with him.
Raphael sees everything that went down, and doesn’t know how to process all of it, but the one thing that kept playing in his mind was the sick thud as his other brother dropped to the ground at the hands of his own friend. He turns to that man he called friend, trying to hold back the tears. “Casey, what the fu-AGHGGGHGHGHHHHH!” before he could let all of his pain out, a Mouser had latched onto his throat while he wasn’t looking. He bites down hard, bringing the Turtle to the ground before he begins ferociously whipping his head back and forth to cinch deeper into the throat. Once the signs of life are gone, the Mouser scampers off. Casey didn’t see a thing - unable to look at Jordo after what he had done to his brother...nor could he bare to look at what happened because he wasn’t looking.
Kneeneighbor has been killed. He was Michelangelo, Town-aligned ON Roleblocker.
kdestiny has self-destruced. He was Venus, Town-aligned Suicidal Bomber.
HHHnFoley_Rulez has been blown to bits. He was C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa, Town-aligned Jack-of-all-Trades.
Jordo has been killed. He was Raphael, Town-aligned Mason Vigilante.
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Day Five has now begun. With 11 players left, it take 6 votes to reach a majority. You have 48 hours.
LIVING PLAYERS
3. wardy
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
10. Jarrod1983
12. TEETH
14. Fro
16. Caito
17. Rip
19. Kev
20. TimeSplitter
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
2. kangus - The Rat King, Ascetic
3. Grimario - Super Shredder, Strongman
4. Stan Accy - Krang, Godfather Brainwasher
5. JP - ???
6. virmicious - Rahzar, Twin JOAT
7. Pablo Diablo - Leatherhead, EN Roleblocker
8. Kneeneighbor - Michelangelo, ON Roleblocker
9. kdestiny - Venus, Suicidal Bomber
10. HHHnFoley_Rulez - C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa, JOAT
11. Jordo - Raphael, Mason Vigilante
GAME EVENT
Casey Jones battled with himself over the events that had just occurred. He felt like he had betrayed someone he looked at like a brother, and then couldn’t even budge to prevent his death. He was on the verge of giving up...but he knew that’s not what Raph would want. He thought of his wishes before he died, and was ready to move into action...until something knew popped up. Suddenly, everything became so clear, including his target.
TimeSplitter had no clue what hit him, but the hockey stick that had taken out an ally before crashed right into TimeSplitter’s spine. This forced him to the ground, leaving him in a massive amount of pain. He slowly turns around to see the vengeful eyes of Casey peering at him through his hockey mask. “Pleeeee-e-e-e-e-eeeaassse! Give me one moooooooore chance!”
Casey lifts the mask up so he can see the painful look in his eyes. “I think you’ve had enough.” He brings the hockey stick right down across Baxter Stockman’s face, nearly splitting it in half from the impact.
TimeSplitter has been killed. He was Baxter Stockman, Mafia-aligned Jack-of-all-Trades.
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The phase continues. With 10 players left, it takes 6 to reach majority. Roughly 45 hours remain.
LIVING PLAYERS
3. wardy
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
10. Jarrod1983
12. TEETH
14. Fro
16. Caito
17. Rip
19. Kev
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
2. kangus - The Rat King, Ascetic
3. Grimario - Super Shredder, Strongman
4. Stan Accy - Krang, Godfather Brainwasher
5. JP - ???
6. virmicious - Rahzar, Twin JOAT
7. Pablo Diablo - Leatherhead, EN Roleblocker
8. Kneeneighbor - Michelangelo, ON Roleblocker
9. kdestiny - Venus, Suicidal Bomber
10. HHHnFoley_Rulez - C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa, JOAT
11. Jordo - Raphael, Mason Vigilante
12. TimeSplitter - Baxter Stockman, Jack-of-all-Trades
DAY FIVE
Vote Count
6 - wardy (CWE, Mazer, Rip, Badger, TEETH, Caito)
1 - TEETH (wardy)
And that is a lynch! Write-up incoming.
DAY FIVE
The heroes had seen enough. Three turtles down, two at the hands of the savage beast known as Tokka. With the Mousers control now gone, their attacks were less focused, making it easier to focus on other things. While Tokka proved a somewhat greater threat than his partner, it wasn’t long before the entire group was able to wrestle him down into a pinned position.
“Someone, quick, zap him with that gun!”
Caito was on it, taking the gun and aiming it right at the mutated snapping turtle. With a blast of rings, wardy is shrunk back down to a regular snapping turtle, which may still hurt, but is a much more containable threat.
wardy has been neutralized. He was Tokka, Mafia-aligned Twin Jack-of-all-Trades.
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It is now Night Five. You have 24 hours to submit your roles.
LIVING PLAYERS
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
10. Jarrod1983
12. TEETH
14. Fro
16. Caito
17. Rip
19. Kev
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
2. kangus - The Rat King, Ascetic
3. Grimario - Super Shredder, Strongman
4. Stan Accy - Krang, Godfather Brainwasher
5. JP - Turtle Van, ON Motivator
6. virmicious - Rahzar, Twin JOAT
7. Pablo Diablo - Leatherhead, EN Roleblocker
8. Kneeneighbor - Michelangelo, ON Roleblocker
9. kdestiny - Venus, Suicidal Bomber
10. HHHnFoley_Rulez - C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa, JOAT
11. Jordo - Raphael, Mason Vigilante
12. TimeSplitter - Baxter Stockman, JOAT
13. wardy - Tokka, Twin JOAT
NIGHT FIVE
Metalhead walks with more animation than ever before, having managed to survive this long and make some friends along the way. But naturally, he wants more. He manages to stop Mazer dead in his tracks, and does what can only be considered some kind of friendship initiation dance. Mazer watches, perplexed, but before long, he finds himself trying to imitate the dance of the robot, much to Metalhead’s delight.
Usagi, however, stays on the task at hand. His eyes affix to Jarrod, and like many nights before, sneakily follows behind him to keep an eye on his activity through the night, sticking to the rooftops to have a solid vantage point.
Little did he know that Casey was stalking behind him the whole time. His sanity was deteriorating, and while he managed to nail the right guy last time, the spilled blood was too much. As far as he was concerned, if you weren’t a turtle or a rat, you were an enemy. The paranoia had finally gotten to him. “What’s this rabbit doing being all sneaky, anyway,” he thought to himself as he snuck up behind him. Usagi heard something and turned around to see what it was, only to be met with a slapshot to the face. The force of the blow was so powerful that it sent Usagi flying over the edge of the building, and with a violent splat, the body of Fro loses all its essence.
Fro has been murdered. He was Miyamoto Usagi, Town-aligned ON Tracker.
Casey is found a bit later, shakily walking through an alley, mind warped and lost, unsure of what’s real and what’s not. It was unfortunate timing when he drops to his knees in despair. “What the hell am I doing??” Just as the question is asked, a stampede of Mousers whips around the corner, all coming straight for the insane vigilante. Casey’s first instinct is to pick up his hockey stick, but considers the situation, and all that he’s done, and simply drops it. The Mousers swarm over him, and within minutes, manage to tear Caito’s body into shreds.
Caito has been devoured. He was Casey Jones, Town-aligned Mason Vigilante
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Day Six has now begun. With 7 players left, it takes 4 votes to reach a majority. You have 48 hours.
LIVING PLAYERS
6. Badger
7. Mazer
8. CWE
10. Jarrod1983
12. TEETH
17. Rip
19. Kev
DEAD PLAYERS
1. Honey_Badger - Donatello, Doctor
2. kangus - The Rat King, Ascetic
3. Grimario - Super Shredder, Strongman
4. Stan Accy - Krang, Godfather Brainwasher
5. JP - Turtle Van, ON Motivator
6. virmicious - Rahzar, Twin JOAT
7. Pablo Diablo - Leatherhead, EN Roleblocker
8. Kneeneighbor - Michelangelo, ON Roleblocker
9. kdestiny - Venus, Suicidal Bomber
10. HHHnFoley_Rulez - C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa, JOAT
11. Jordo - Raphael, Mason Vigilante
12. TimeSplitter - Baxter Stockman, JOAT
13. wardy - Tokka, Twin JOAT
14. Fro - Miyamoto Usagi, ON Tracker
15. Caito - Casey Jones, Mason Vigilante