Night Writeup
The night led to a series of interesting events. We will start with the first.
The wolves had received interesting intel. Who knows if it was true, or if it was a load of bs? Nonetheless, they decided to follow the advice. They deployed their sniper, ready to dispatch their target.
Now their new target, is well…. A tricky person to go for. The reason for this is they are trying to take out WTF, who like a Greek Goddess, tailors the game and the players within it to her liking, ensuring that everyone’s actions go exactly where they should. And when she thinks they aren’t doing what they are supposed to, well, she blocks the heck out of them.
They didn’t want her running the show anymore. The sniper knew that really they were the ones running the show. But the illusion of her running the show needed to end. Abruptly.
He caught sight of her just after she had “taken care” of someone. The sniper took a deep breath. In and out. The sniper holds their breath. He fires. It looks like it hits her square in the chest. She doesn’t fall. The Sniper mouths “Oh ****.” And goes to reload.
WTF looks around clearly not sure what just happened. She takes 2 seconds, looks at her chest, and looks directly at the line of the shooter. She starts up on a sprint in the direction of the shooter.
“Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Concentrate. Concentrate.” The sniper ready and takes aim again. Fires. A clear miss. WTF was getting closer.
“You need to relax yourself dang it.” Another deep breath. She was getting dangerously close. The shooter takes a deep breath. In and out. Holds his breath. Focuses on the head this time. Fires. Direct head shot. She falls.
The sniper walks over to her body. “I could have sworn that I hit her the first time.” He looks for the chest wound on her body and realizes she had a literal suit of armor on underneath her everyday clothes. The sniper shakes his head. “Well played, well played. Just…. Not well enough.”
The sniper walks off to live another day.
Dead is Genny, WTF, Villager and Blocker
On the same night, a negotiation occurred. “All I want is this one thing. One person specifically. I am willing to help you and “your friend” out if you are able to find them for me. I will pay now, and the rest later. Once we have had a little “chat”.
“Deal.”
The older gentleman walked off after shaking hands and went into his house. A short time later, SoV (the player, not the character) walked out of the same house, somehow as alive as he once was.
Everyone please welcome back SoV.
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Day Wrtiteup
The two contestants up for lynch stared each other down.
One was miming everything they wanted to say, and even had a nice art easel beside him to try and communicate. The other had a lifeless look to his eye, and stared straight at SoV completely non-responsive.
“So…. Are they going to fight? Or are we just going to stare at them staring at each other for the rest of today?”
“With what weapons would they fight? Yesterday there was spears. I am sure today will be something new and exciting…”
A voice out of nowhere emerged. “Welcome everyone, in today’s duel, we have Cyndia, and the lifeless being that is not checking the thread. I wonder which of the two of them will win. We have supplied Cyndia with an automatic machine gun, which in retrospect was probably a poor idea given his proclivity towards killing the innocent, such as those in the crowd. Our other contestant has been provided with a rock. I wonder who will win this battle! First to die wins! Or loses. It truly is a matter of perspective.”
Cyndia picks up the machine gun. Cyndia points it at Fireman. Surely it can’t be this easy. I mean, he is literally just standing their lifeless. “Not much of a duel” she thought to herself.
In a very quick maneuver, Fireman picked up the rock in front of him, chucked it hard at the machine gun, and said a prayer to himself. The rock lodged itself within the barrel of the machine gun. Cyndia fired the machine gun. Nothing. Tried firing again. Nothing. “Darned piece of ****.” Cyndia tossed the machine gun away, unfortunately not taking care to ensure the barrel was facing away. The gun hit the ground. The rock shot out at bullet speed, right at Cyndia’s face, lodging in her brain, killing her.
“The winner, FIREMAN! Using the, “I am not going to do anything until the last possible second” technique. Brilliant stuff, just brilliant. So brilliant that I may not even give you the rock next time, and will have a laser aimed at you from space if you pull that again. Carry on.”
Dead (again) is SOV, Still CYNDIA, Still wolf, Still 100% Vanilla.
19 players remain
Roster:
hSDN: “Hi all, I am in 9th grade, and am worried that my B+ in English is going to hold me back, and I only have 300 hours of shadowing. Should I give up at this point?”
1. @TheGirlWithTheFernTattoo/ @Lupin21 = Lucifern
3. @DVMDream
4. @Jilary
Pre-Vet: “Secretly a subforum of Mafia Universe”
8. @Kam325
Pre-Allo: “The place where you go if you want to experience the inner circle of….”
9. @kcoughli
11. @Mad Jack
Veterinary: “The place where vets ignore in favor of posting in pre-vet.”
13. @Coopah
14. @SARdoghandler
15. @SnowshoeDog143
16. @LadyOtheFarm
Spouses and Partners: “A place for those that have to put up with the likes of us”
18. @Fireman
19. @nohika
20. @Haxx
Sociopolitical issues: “Because SDN didn’t have enough drama already.”
21. @cdoconn
22. @Animal Midwife
23. @ddstothecor
The Lounge: “A place designed for all forms of debauchery, since professional students need an outlet.”
25. @dpmd
28. @that redhead
IRC Chat: “Whatever you do, don’t click on that picture DocE just sent…”
30. @LetItSnow AKA THE ARTIST FORMERLY KNOWN AS @smplyvanillasoy
NPC: @Bottle of Bear
SDN Chat: "Does anyone even use this feature?" (Aka land of the dead)
10. @PippyPony - MAD JACK
24. @Teepster87 - TRILT
2. @PrincessButterCup - NY ANKO
27. @Ceke2002 - PRINCESSBUTTERCUP
5. @nyanko - KAYDUBS
7. @Filly Bay - CDOCONN
26. @DocEspana - WILDZOO
29. @Therapist4Chnge - DPMD
6. @Trilt - DVMD
17. @genny - WTF
12. @StartingoverVet - CYNDIA
