Day 4
"That shady-looking guy in the back? I'm not supposed to talk about it."
The bouncer tipped his sunglasses down, surveying the situation he'd found himself in. He assured everyone, over and over, that he had everyone's best interest at heart. He was guarding the casino - and everyone knew about how prized casinos were around here.
Well, at least the ones that hadn't been burned down by owners fleecing people out of hard-earned money and enchilada hats.
The bouncer could understand the accusations, to some extent. He was a shady guy. A hulking figure standing at the back of the Oasis, wearing all black, and wearing sunglasses inside - of course people would find that somewhat disquieting. But he was there to do a job.
And he sure had tried to do it. Every night, he'd tried to keep someone safe, willing to put his own life on the line if he had to, and none of his targets had suffered as a result! He didn't know if any of them had been the target. No one did. The activities of the night were shrouded in mystery, much like the inside of a casino had a haze of cigarette smoke and bad decisions.
Some of them have really tasty milkshakes, but I digress.
His own decisions were called into question as the number of people dwindled. He had made choices, but were they the
right choices? His frustration simmered. He was only one man, after all; there was only so much he could do! And he was further hampered by the fact that someone had stabbed him last night, incapacitating him for the night, and didn't even have the guts to fess up. He gingerly pressed his hand to the bandage over the wound in his side. If only he knew...
"How convenient that you only guarded people who didn't die. How convenient that you didn't think a child like Vincent needed to be protected, even though we've seen time and time again that Kirby-loving kids are among the first to die. How
convenient."
It sure was convenient to throw him on a train and send him away. Hopefully they'd celebrate over the soup at the luau tomorrow.
The wind carried in a sound, imaginary or real, they couldn't be sure. To the deeply worried among them, it sounded like
"...everything..."
Dead is...
9 players remain.
1.
@potentialsheltervet
7.
@WildZoo
7.7
@Stagg737
8.
@SARdoghandler
12.
@JaggedJimmyJay
13.
@Barkley13
14.
@miranda920
17.
@Lawpy
18.
@genny
Returned to Stardew Valley:
10.
@mightyrunner7, George,
WOLF vanillizer
9.
@bluestoat, Pierre,
neutral 3p
4.
@Viscernable, Lightning,
Electric WOLF
2.
@Animal Midwife, Abigail, village one-shot vigilante
21.
@Santygrass, Krobus, village odd night hider
16.
@samac, Emily, village every other night commuter
6.
@Zenge142, Vincent, village even night redirector
11.
@lucy., Penny, vanilla villager
>.
@NateTheLesser, Pam, village sleepwalker
5.
@Clem J, Shane, vanilla villager
3.
@alleycat03, The Bouncer,
village bodyguard
Sidecars:
1.
@PlumPoppy
2.
@futuredogtor614
3.
@motheatenlysis
4.
@matthirten13
Subs:
1.
@mkg323
2.
@dyachei
3.
@SportPonies
Tots:
1.
@justafluff
2.
@Ms Procrastinator
3.
@chicandtoughness
4.
@marmot`
It is now Night 4. Please submit night actions by 7 AM CDT. Night closes officially at 10 AM CDT.