Castle of Beasts: An NME Murdergame

[wahoothis]

Klonoa would take a sigh of relief as the battle came to an end. That wasn't so bad. "Wahoo! We won!" Since BBM was the one who did the killing blow, Klonoa gives the security guard looking man a thumbs up. "Good job Boss Man!"

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Bossman twirls his nightstick back into his holster as he raises his arms triumphantly as his theme music plays: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o81nbG2Xihk

[MadeOfMilk]

EXCELLENT JOB COMRADE! Boris shouts before giving BBM and friendly slap on the back.

[Guma]

Here's a small prize for the rest of you, just for participating!

Skid & Pump, Boris, Klonoa, George, Medic, and Vriska each received 500 P.

I offer my congratulations to you, wrestler. You will receive a total of 4 rewards for claiming your victory.

First, a cash prize.

BBM received 800 P.

Second, stat increases.

BBM's Attack, Defense, and Speed all increased him by 1. He now had 5 ATK, 4 DEF, and 4 SPD.

Third, the power of foresight. Tonight, you may ask for any player's alignment, and I will provide it. Unless, of course, you are already aware of it . . . .

And fourth, partial immunity. If you happen to be innocent, any attacks on you by the killers at night will have a 70% chance of failing.

Well, look at that. The sun has set. Get your final thoughts in now, and head to the Barracks. You need your beauty sleep, after all.

[Huney]

"Pure, shimmering gorgeousness!"

[KungFuCutbug]

“Great job, Big Boss Man!” [the Spookeez call out in unison.]

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

It's nothin', guys. Just doin' what I can for the team.

[wahoothis]

Klonoa held his earning of in his hand, pocketing it away in his hammerspace. Hearing the dragon speak, Klonoa got a little worried. "He's really serious about there being murderers, huh? You guys don't think someone will be killed tonight, do you?"

[KungFuCutbug]

[Oop, apparently night's about to fall. Pump turns to Skid and nods.] “Let's go to the barracks!” [And with that, they happily storm their way to their sleeping quarters.]

[MadeOfMilk]

WELL COMRADES, TODAY WAS A GOOD DAY. Boris says as he heads for the barracks, bottle of vodka in hand.

He then peeks out from behind the door, says STAY CHEEKI BREEKI!, and closes the door.

[Kennifer]

Vriska pockets the pieces, as well as her dice.

Good luck to every8ody tonight! This has 8een pretty gr8 so far. I 8etter get some rest myself 8efore the next 8attle.

And with that, she heads for the barracks.

[madface7]

Medic also returns to his sleeping quarters, whilst grumbling something about a "kill assist".

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Score one for us! Woo!, Bossman hoots and hollers as he heads to the barracks for the night.

[wahoothis]

Seeing everyone walk off to their sleeping quarters, Klonoa took a deep breath. Everything's going to be okay. Everything's going to be good. No one's really going to die. No one is really going to kill. Everyone's going to be fine. "Yeah. . . Good night guys. See you in the morning." The cabbit said with a soft yawn, walking off to go get some shut eye.

[Guma]

And just like that, the lights were out, and everyone in the castle was fast asleep.

Almost everyone, that was.

OOC: Night phase will end at 3:30 PM EST tomorrow. Or when all actions are received. Whichever comes last.

[Guma]

The lights turned on.

Morning, all. I should tell you that two of our players had some personal beef with me yesterday—Roundabout and Peko. I had to deal with them myself last night. It was . . . shall we say, quite painless.

Roundabout and Peko are motionless on their beds with pillows covering their faces.

Fortunately, I have brought upon these two—Robin and Magolor—as suitable replacements. They and you know now just what happens when you try to dispute my methods—so it would be very unwise of you to try and do it.

You might remember hearing something about a murder yesterday.

Sylvester's bed, meanwhile, was completely empty.

[wahoothis]

"Hey guys. . . Where's Sylvester. . . ?" Klonoa asked, wide eyed at the bodies of the two inactive people.

[madface7]

Medic stands up and walks outside his room. He puts on his gloves, ready to start the day.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Bossman looks shaken at the two dead bodies the dragon killed but then he hears about Sylvester.

Let's look for 'im.

> search for Sylvester

[KungFuCutbug]

[Skid and Pump tumble out of their beds, the former climbing on top of the latter like a ladder (pfft) and sitting squarely on his head. Upon noticing that Sylvester is missing, they gasp.] “Let's look for Sylvester!”

>search for Sylvie as loudly and obnoxiously as humanly possible

[Guma]

>search for Sylvester
Sylvester was nowhere to be seen in the barracks.

[Guma]

>search for Sylvie as loudly and obnoxiously as humanly possible
Again, nowhere to be seen in the barracks.

[EeveeGirlChey]

Robin Gibb was sitting in the throne room. He was decked out in a red shirt, a black vest, a pair of tight jeans, and a pendant with his astrological sign on it.

"Bloody hell, I'm nervous. Then again..."

Robin proceeds to take a sword out from his bag and polish it with a handkerchief tucked into his jean pocket. He then puts it away.

[Kennifer]

Vriska yawns, taking in everything. Players dropping out? Weak, she thought. Weaky weaky weak. She'd have to see for herself if the replacements were any cooler.

But that could wait. For now, she'd...

>Join the search for Sylvester.

[madface7]

"Vhere on earth could she have gone...?"

>check the dining room