First Lockdown
@Vrykolakas, @Revalis, @Fil, @Kinaiii, @Blizzardwing, @Ambrose, @Gwendolyn, @Quamosthy,@VivaFariy, @Leremis, @Rosetta248, @xspideray, @luxmold, @Ninjacatblue, @Winterreise, @blanketgender, @MagykalWagykal, @Pippypip20, @TrickingFate, @CaptianCookie, @demoliceros, @HSoup, @nsts, @lpshoper, @StormDreamer, @Chillyfoot, @8uny, @Stanari, @KathiraNarae, @KanayaChopin,
@Combtaystic
@Cognitive, @84inch, @Craneoflores, @Skyeset, @Rangiku
@Nerasis
@Combtaystic
@Cognitive, @84inch, @Craneoflores, @Skyeset, @Rangiku
@Nerasis
Gloria was met with a plethora of complaints, stuffed into the little door slot that lead into her office. She sighed and read through them, chewing on her bottom lip in thought. Some say nothing, just signed with a name. A handful mention random names. Most say CaptianCookie.
Gloria noted a few have failed to send her anything. This won't do. She pushed a button on her desk, and called security.
@Quamosthy. @KanayaChopin, @Winterreise were locked down in their bunks for the night, and have received a warning.
Satisfied, she then returned to the complaints. If so many people were angry at this person, so be it. With another press of the button, CaptianCookie was escorted from the base and thrown out into the cold. Advocates of their removal watched, pleased.
A player was lynched. (@CaptianCookie - The Creepy One)
Fate was bloodthirsty today. The dice rolled skull and crossbones. The Determined One clutched at their chest in agony, confusion bubbling from their mouth. They collapsed in the hallway. Their item bounced out of their pockets and rolled into a dark corner.
A player has died. (@MagykalWagykal -The Determined One)
The Indecisive One visited the Impatient One. The Impatient One was weirded out by the Indecisive One's blank stare and left before something strange could happen.
The Armed One decided to settle in their room. They loaded their gun, kept the safety off and turned off the lights. They were just about to fall asleep when a large group of people barreled through the door. Startled, the Armed One started firing into the crowd. When their clip was empty, they paused, horrified and stunned at the same time. Only two of their visitors were still standing; one cowering behind another.. The Armed One approached. Another shot rang out. The Large One killed the Armed One in defense of the Nosey One.
Three players have died. (@Blizzardwing - The Impatient One, @VivaFariy - The Paranoid One, @Ambrose - The Armed One)
The Nosey One fled the scene, scrambling to get help. Their cries attracted the attention of The Irritable One. The Irritable One insisted the Nosey One join them in the infirmary and promised to report the incident as soon as they were sure the Nosey One was unharmed. Curious, the Kind One and the Cunning One entered the infirmary. Angry at being disturbed, the Irritable One stabbed the visitors with a scalpel. The Kind One managed to get away. Shocked, the Nosey One retreated into their room to avoid any more trouble.
A player was healed. A player has died. (@Rosetta248 - The Cunning One)
The Mindful One had a party with liquor and ladies. The Pretty One and the Drunk One supplied them with both. It was a very interesting night for the three of them.
A player was roleblocked.
The Polite One was patrolling the halls when they caught sight of the [REDACTED]. The [REDACTED] was beating up the door to their own room because they locked themselves out. The Polite One did not like the disturbance, and decided the [REDACTED] needed to cool off for a bit.
A player was jailed.
The Sly One saw this go down and a dark look crossed their features. They followed the [REDACTED] and the Polite One until the two of them were alone in the jail. The Sly one struck out, claws digging into the Polite One's back. The Polite One staggered and fell. The [REDACTED] retreated into the corner of the cell terrified. The Sly One gave a fanged grin before slinking off.
A player was attacked and is now bleeding.
Ah, the Clean One. Such a beautiful face! The Inspired One smiled to themselves, rocking a knife between their fingers. How lovely would it be if their visage was immortalized on canvas? If only they had some paint to use-
-The Kind One ran into the Inspired One. The Inspired One couldn't believe their luck. Even fate agreed with them. They took a couple swings at the Kind One. The Kind One screamed and dodged out of the way. They were too fast for the Inspired One, and the attacker was left alone in the hallway cursing themselves.
An attack failed.
