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Hazel turned on the suspicious human, trying to look as intimidating as possible. In this moment, she was being Null. "I think you have some explaining to do. Human, tell us, what exactly did you learn last night?" [Just wanna maybe shift back out of ooc if we can.]

[We can ask Namo and see if we're allowed to know in this case bc all roles are listed in the setup, but I wouldn't count on it] Read your role dm again. Do you not have a line... I don't think we're allowed to quote verbatum but something along the lines of "all vanilla players have this"...

[So you're a lover, then. A moment ago, I was leery of lynching Mike because of the possibility he was Cop, who would detect SK, but walked back to Rolecop to avoid getting killed by the Juggernaut and was having Fall 2020 mafia flashbacks where town lynched the cop day 1. Now, I think that's...

[Oh no doubt about that. Almost gave me a heart attack with a day 1 "cop" claim in a game with Juggernaut. Okay, to clarify, that was a complete joke on my behalf. I meant that there's a strategy where the SK role claims as SK and plays as a Vigilante, which is not true but it would've been...

[There's literally no reason for a rolecop of any alignment to lie about a SK's identity, it's uber-suicidal as scum, who cannot afford to trade an eye for an eye, and pointless as town because they're going to assume you're scum when you frame innocents. There's no good reason to do that and...

Hazel shut her eyes and leaned into the ice shard, letting it crash futilely against her helmet. As if an attack like that could scratch it. She unceremoniously dropped the Vulpix. "We have a real problem to deal with, lucky for you." She prepared herself to fight the unknown monster that had...

This Vulpix reminded Hazel of a certain type of person. The kind that felt invincible, like challenge-goers. The ones who hurt Gladion's friends' friends. It was always her job to teach them some humility. Perhaps she should keep doing that job here... She approached the Vulpix and crouched...

[Okay I'm going to make some real quick oops not so short ooc notes on the roles in this setup for the uninitiated: Goon (Considered vanilla; no particular role; at night, choose a person to kill if nobody else in the mafia chooses to do the same) Villager (Considered vanilla; No particular...

Hazel found she was no longer in that void. She sighed in relief. The void was a bad place. Until now, she hadn't thought about how rarely she was truly alone, especially for long periods of time. Gladion didn't normally have to leave her alone, without even Sorrel or Silverbell. Normally...

“Yes! You know who he is? He must not have met you, though, because there’s no way he would have a nice friend like you without ever telling me!”

"I had it off a long time ago," Hazel explained, "When it was off, my body fights against itself, and it makes me feel very sick. If someone here was strong, and they had some tools, they could take it off. But then I would be sick again, and we'd have to put it back on." "But I do have a name...

Hazel was in luck! The odd human was not afraid of her! She seemed nice, too. "I... do not need help. It is heavy, but I am resilient enough to carry it." But she was not the only one here who had taken interest in the odd human. "Experiment..." she murmured. "We are... experiments." This...

Hazel looked around. She was in a grassy field. It had way, way more grass than she'd ever seen in one place before in her life! I was hard to imagine that one place could hold this much grass. There were other people here, too, of course. Which was impotant, because the paper said they were...

Les do this again. Crossing my fingers to plz be town this time. Name: Hazel Species: Type: Null Appearance: ^ Personality: Gladion's Type: Null. She is shy at first, but wants to be friends with people and is fiercly loyal to her buddies. Will attack if threatened. Likes dancing and birds due...

Betaed chapter 4 of DE and 2 hrs writing

It... was over. It seemed like everyone was safe. Her mother was fine, and... Huh, apparently she didn't just get the nuzzling from her time acting like a Ninetales. Nip had been closer to the blast then Celeste, and he was alive, which meant Celeste should be fine, too. He just needed a ride...

"Fuck." Back where Soul had departed from, Celeste was lying unconscious on the ground. If this blast reached that size, then there would be nothing she could do about it. She was grateful this wasn't his only life, but... If he died... There was nothing more to do. Celeste's last wish...

Celeste found himself in the shrine back home. Was this it? Had he died? No, if so, he wouldn't remember that he'd ever left. This place wasn't really what it appeared to be. Soul was here, too. She had her back turned, staring into the brazier holding the sacred flame. Or, this place's...

Sign me up for Reverse, please

Soul smiled and leaned into his hug, brushing her face against his coat. In the end, it was true, neither of them were really Ninetales. Curious, how that worked out. "You're welcome, brother. I'm so glad you've found yourself." She wanted to hold on to this moment forever...