Spoiler: Flavour
Whiffleburg, population 270,592, founded 1739. "The Current City" is situated squarely on the Samson River, using it to drive the massive hydroelectric plants that feed its high-tech industry.
In the southwestern part of Whiffleburg lies the gated community of Flitter Hills. Originally an upscale district, over the past fifty years it has seen a drop in land value and now houses approximately 300 people of all wealth classes. Yet it still retains its xenophobic attitude with Whiffleburg at large, making it difficult for even prospective howeowners and emergency vehicles to gain access.
Flitter Hills is now about to face one of its toughest challenges in years. The morning of August 5th 2013, Bruce Costello, landscape architect and the Chairman of the Flitter Hills Community Club, was found dead in Twill Park. Aside from the three bullet holes in his chest and two in his belly, a printed note was stapled to his forehead:
The Deputy Chairman, Buck Poston, immediately put out a call to all residents' homes. Beginning the next day, thirteen volunteers would convene at the Community Hall to form an investigation comittee. This comittee would comb the community and its members daily and attempt to ferret out the evildoers as fast as possible. If necessary, they would also have the right to execute one person per day, should they be convinced that they have found one of the baddies. To avoid interference from the outside world, the news of the deaths would be kept secret until the hunt was successful.
Of course, Buck was known more for his cowboy diplomacy than his critical thinking. The next morning, as the thirteen volunteers came up to the Community Hall, his corpse was found duct-taped to the front yard's statue with another note stapled to his face:
The shaken citizens set up in the main conference room and took a headcount:
Knowing that the enemy was themselves, the comittee agreed that no one could be trusted. They would commit to executing one person per day via hanging and refrain from attempting to use outside sources (such as searching one's house) until each day's suspect was dead. They expected there to be two or three infiltrators, so after having killed three of them, they would stop any more executions unless there continued to be murders. And while everyone recognized everyone else, nobody really knew anyone else, so there was no favouritism involved - as far as anyone knew.
In the southwestern part of Whiffleburg lies the gated community of Flitter Hills. Originally an upscale district, over the past fifty years it has seen a drop in land value and now houses approximately 300 people of all wealth classes. Yet it still retains its xenophobic attitude with Whiffleburg at large, making it difficult for even prospective howeowners and emergency vehicles to gain access.
Flitter Hills is now about to face one of its toughest challenges in years. The morning of August 5th 2013, Bruce Costello, landscape architect and the Chairman of the Flitter Hills Community Club, was found dead in Twill Park. Aside from the three bullet holes in his chest and two in his belly, a printed note was stapled to his forehead:
So, one of you finally discovered our plot. That's fine with us. We'll just start killing people until you leave the doors of the Security Center open at night so we can take over your little world. Go ahead and try to stop us.
The Deputy Chairman, Buck Poston, immediately put out a call to all residents' homes. Beginning the next day, thirteen volunteers would convene at the Community Hall to form an investigation comittee. This comittee would comb the community and its members daily and attempt to ferret out the evildoers as fast as possible. If necessary, they would also have the right to execute one person per day, should they be convinced that they have found one of the baddies. To avoid interference from the outside world, the news of the deaths would be kept secret until the hunt was successful.
Of course, Buck was known more for his cowboy diplomacy than his critical thinking. The next morning, as the thirteen volunteers came up to the Community Hall, his corpse was found duct-taped to the front yard's statue with another note stapled to his face:
Since this idiot didn't make his little witch-hunt a private affair, we've decided to infiltrate it and take it down. Good luck finding us before you're all dead.
The shaken citizens set up in the main conference room and took a headcount:
Smudger | Sheldon Cantu | 34 | Feed production operator | A lazy bum who lets his impeccable luck do all the work for him. |
Grimgroove | Myles Chase | 36 | Architect | A practical problem-solver that brings logic to everything. |
beastcharizard | Warren Battle | 24 | Dance teacher | Popular and generous even outside of his dance classes. |
Bowser | Noel Whitt | 36 | Telephone operator | Performs her duties with ruthless efficiency and impeccable organization. |
don_johnson | Alesia Whitlock | 25 | Singer | Always on the lookout for new establishments to perform at. |
Titus | Lance Shah | 23 | Pharmaceutical worker | Says what he needs to to get what he wants. |
Elyse | Arlen Hartmann | 25 | Radio operator | Luckily for the listeners, this foul temper remains behind the radio curtain. |
Huntress | Stevie Morey | 33 | Blacksmith | Strangely cowardly outside his forge, though often with a matching bad attitude. |
Paperscraps | Marcelino Sparkman | 31 | Marine hotel manager | Runs the Port Resort with an angry fist. |
sthar8 | Carlyn Joiner | 23 | Biologist | Outgoing and eternally positive, specializing in trees. |
Feel It | Eduardo McGhee | 34 | Road transport technician | Smart and clever but with an equal surplus of fat. |
notreallygood | Malinda Crayton | 27 | Art critic | An overly negative reputation precedes this critic of critics. |
T S O | Ismael Earl | 36 | Dental nurse | When not poking teeth, he helps clean up roadside trash. |
Knowing that the enemy was themselves, the comittee agreed that no one could be trusted. They would commit to executing one person per day via hanging and refrain from attempting to use outside sources (such as searching one's house) until each day's suspect was dead. They expected there to be two or three infiltrators, so after having killed three of them, they would stop any more executions unless there continued to be murders. And while everyone recognized everyone else, nobody really knew anyone else, so there was no favouritism involved - as far as anyone knew.
Spoiler: Those who still live
3. beastcharizard,
6. Titus,
7. Elyse,
9. Paperscraps,
10. sthar8,
11. Feel It,
Town Tracker
6. Titus,
Town 1-Shot Vigilante
7. Elyse,
Vanilla Townie
9. Paperscraps,
Vanilla Townie
10. sthar8,
Vanilla Townie
11. Feel It,
Vanilla Townie
Spoiler: Dead dudes
13. T S O,
2. Grimgroove,
5. don_johnson,
4. Bowser,
1. Smudger,
12. notreallygood,
8. Huntress,
Vanilla Townie
(lynched Day 1)2. Grimgroove,
Vanilla Townie
(killed Night 1)5. don_johnson,
Vanilla Townie
(killed Night 1)4. Bowser,
Mafia Goon
(lynched Day 2)1. Smudger,
Mafia 1-Shot Ninja
(lynched Day 3)12. notreallygood,
Town Gunsmith
(killed Night 3)8. Huntress,
Mafia Traitor
(lynched Day 4)Spoiler: Events
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- Day 1 begins
- Votecount D1-1
- Votecount D1-2
- Replacement 6A (Titus ← ryhx)
- Votecount D1-3
- Votecount D1-4
- Votecount D1-5
- Replacement 7A (Elyse ← brjl)
- Votecount D1-6
- Votecount D1-7
- Votecount D1-8
- Votecount D1-9
- Votecount D1-10
- Votecount D1-11
- Votecount D1-12
- Replacement 2A (Grimgroove ← yessiree)
- Votecount D1-13
- Votecount D1-14
- Votecount D1-15
- Votecount D1-16
- Votecount D1-17
- Votecount D1-18
- Votecount D1-19
- Votecount D1-20
- Votecount D1-21
- Votecount D1-22
- Votecount D1-23
- Replacement 4A (RationalMadman ← Kdcaspot)
- Votecount D1-24
- Votecount D1-25
- Votecount D1-26
- Votecount D1-27
- Votecount D1-28
- Votecount D1-29
- Replacement 4B (Bowser ← RationalMadman)
- Replacement 8A (Huntress ← runnerman)
- Votecount D1-30
- Votecount D1-31
- Votecount D1-32
- Votecount D1-33
- Day 1 begins
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- 4