RE: The Return of Jester Mafia - Day 4: Let Slip The Jesters Of War
06-24-2013, 10:03 PM
With Prime Minister Fogel’s death, the other mods find themselves unable to step into his shoes. And he is too busy being a vengeful spirit to start the day. As such, the day simply starts on its own, in narrative form.
Everyone wakes up after a lengthy night to find the streets are filled with tanks and the skies are filled with planes. Thousands are dead, and Jesterland is now a nation at war.
But despite the death and destruction, the trail of blood leading from Granolaman’s house to MalkyTop’s stands out. So does the trail of blood leading from Granolaman’s house to Sruixan’s. And so does the trail of blood leading to Jacquerel’s corpse in the middle of the street.
Everyone promptly rushes over to Jacquerel, ignoring the rest of the devastation, in hopes of answering one burning question: Who the hell was this guy?
Jacquerel was the False Blood Trail. He wanted to be lynched, and figured that the best way to do this was to leave incriminating evidence, so he was going to leave a public trail of blood between his house and someone else’s.
Of course, he wasn’t a violent sort, so he used his own blood for the task. Unfortunately, this left him very light-headed, and so while he could pick the house he started at, the house he ended up at would be chosen at random, though it would always belong to a player who was alive at the start of the night.
He would win if he was lynched.
Everyone mourns Jacquerel’s death, right up until they notice that Granolaman has a totally sweet tattoo on his chest. It says “bigro”.
With that sorted out, the assembled jesters get back to their important work of figuring out who to lynch. They also consider the possibility of trying to defend their homeland from Paranoia’s invading army.
Whatever they choose, only thirteen jesters remain:
-Mirdini
-Not The Author
-yd12k
-bigro
-TehPilot
-cyber95
-Palamedes
-frigidScholar
-Sruixan
-Granolaman
-SupahKiven
-MalkyTop
-Solaris, forced into the playerlist by Fogel’s vengeful spirit
The other mod, btp, is nowhere to be seen. But the assembled jesters think they can hear a whisper from the hilltops...
“With thirteen alive, it takes seven to lynch. Deadline is Monday, July 1st at 8 PM Mountain Time.”
And so the fourth day begins.
Everyone wakes up after a lengthy night to find the streets are filled with tanks and the skies are filled with planes. Thousands are dead, and Jesterland is now a nation at war.
But despite the death and destruction, the trail of blood leading from Granolaman’s house to MalkyTop’s stands out. So does the trail of blood leading from Granolaman’s house to Sruixan’s. And so does the trail of blood leading to Jacquerel’s corpse in the middle of the street.
Everyone promptly rushes over to Jacquerel, ignoring the rest of the devastation, in hopes of answering one burning question: Who the hell was this guy?
Jacquerel was the False Blood Trail. He wanted to be lynched, and figured that the best way to do this was to leave incriminating evidence, so he was going to leave a public trail of blood between his house and someone else’s.
Of course, he wasn’t a violent sort, so he used his own blood for the task. Unfortunately, this left him very light-headed, and so while he could pick the house he started at, the house he ended up at would be chosen at random, though it would always belong to a player who was alive at the start of the night.
He would win if he was lynched.
Everyone mourns Jacquerel’s death, right up until they notice that Granolaman has a totally sweet tattoo on his chest. It says “bigro”.
With that sorted out, the assembled jesters get back to their important work of figuring out who to lynch. They also consider the possibility of trying to defend their homeland from Paranoia’s invading army.
Whatever they choose, only thirteen jesters remain:
-Mirdini
-Not The Author
-yd12k
-bigro
-TehPilot
-cyber95
-Palamedes
-frigidScholar
-Sruixan
-Granolaman
-SupahKiven
-MalkyTop
-Solaris, forced into the playerlist by Fogel’s vengeful spirit
The other mod, btp, is nowhere to be seen. But the assembled jesters think they can hear a whisper from the hilltops...
“With thirteen alive, it takes seven to lynch. Deadline is Monday, July 1st at 8 PM Mountain Time.”
And so the fourth day begins.
There's no reason for this | Or this | Death is inevitable | You can't challenge fate | The smallest change | I'm overwhelmed
I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse
I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse