The night was long and dark and poor Night Elf was all alone. "Where is everyone else?" he thought to himself. He didn't really feel confident with all these other strong and fast races running around. Suddenly, he heard a sound - and perceived it to be a threat. He knew he got someone stuck and was about to go question even with and he heard some sort of "whoosh" "whoosh" sounds right by him... So he panicked. And started running... And ran... Until he saw lasers... The last thought he had was - "NOT THIS FUCKING OP SHIT AGAIN."


Should've used the bow?
Locust (Night Elf), town roleblocker, has been vaped.

Meanwhile, Eye Ra was about to summon someone when he heard that horrible sound "click" sound. He had to hide. And so he did.

Athena, after locking in onto Eye Ra, was very happy with himself. The plan was working. Their group was small, but solid. It was well planned out. No one would ever suspect them - they've done everything so it'd be true. He was no finally going back to his spawn to oversee the beginning of the new round. The night went smoothly - it couldn't have went any better. Once he came back to spawn, he saw a note. "Hmm... I should probably read it - it may be from one of my friends." Once he got to it, he read and gasped. This was wrong. So very wrong. It couldn't be true. He read it out loud again:
"Cyber is just doing what he said he wouldnt do, he also thinks he is more subtle than he really is."
Could someone be onto him? Impossible. He never saw anyone and spammed his ultimate. There was nowhere by him. Until he felt the backstab. It hurt.

Cyber,(Athena), mafia jailkeeper, has been stabbed.

40 mins REWIND:
"Make sure you stab him well. And leave no trace."
"Yes, daddy, okay."
"Scare everyone around that you can but don't reveal yourself. You have plenty of weapons on your arsenal - use them."
"Yes, daddy, okay."
"And make sure you're not followed or tracked back to us."
"Yes, daddy, okay."
"Go then. Worthless piece of scum you."
*Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh*
"Oooooohhhh, pretty colours going all round!"
*Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh*
"MUST KILL HIM - BEAUTIFUL PRETTY COLOURS!"
*Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh*
"GOT HIM!"
*Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh* *Whoosh*

Stan (Succubus Hunter), Town Double-Voting Beloved Princess has been stabbed to death.


Leftovers of Stan.

The next morning town gathered, they all grieved and were all paralyzed because of the Succubus Hunter loss. They couldn't really decide on anything but that Stan deserved a nice funeral. So they spent the whole day decorating and preparing the funeral with finally Stan's pool of blood lying in a coffin deep down below from where he once came.

Day 2 has been skipped. Night 2 begins. You have 96 hours to send in your actions.