[THIRD PARTY WIN] Odile's 7 Deadly Scumtells Mafia

[Sinderella]

Oh how Odile relished in listening to mortals tell her how great she was.

"It as an honor to meet a legendary! Though I've never heard of one embodying wrath. My train calls me Anubis."

Her grin, however, faltered into something of a grimace. "Y-yeeeeaaaah well, I like to keep things on the down low. Being a vengeful, vampiric entity is much more fun that way."

She rolled her shoulders, tendons and bones cracking unnaturally. Nonetheless, she sighed with relief. "But I'm happy to pop your knowledge cherry."

“Neo! I am Neo! I like you!”

She turned and threw some finger guns Neo's way.

"And I like you too, random espeon citizen!"

“Wait, you’re Satan as in, like, the Satan? The something something fallen anger one?”

That thought made her giggle. “Didn’t know you were a chick, Satan. Good for you.”

She was even more tickled to hear that that dry-ass ghost had come around. She released a deep chuckle, shining her blackened claws on her jacket. "Something like that indeed. The Christians like to take credit for that shit, but little do they know. Not that they could ever dream of coming up with anything as horrifically carnage-causing as I. Has any god of theirs started six different apocalypses? I think fucking not."

Baraz laughed heartily. “So it seems a Saint has graced our presence! A demonic one at that.”

It was getting to be too much. So many kind complements. This was already going far better than the last game she'd run.

"You're so welcome."

The Floatzel grinned toothily. “Tell me about this game of yours. I expect to be entertained.”

The Floatzel's request was enough to force more glee into Odile's person--so much so that she looked ready to burst.

"Oh, you will be!" she cackled. "Don't be fooled by the small group, the last game I ran had about a hundred-fifty or so, and by the time we were done, only 13 had fully survived. It was fun, buuuutttt I took that as a sign that 13 was my max. And that handing everyone ancient eldritch weaponry and acidic gas bombs was probably not my brightest idea."

Another thought occurred to her and she quickly tapped a finger to her lips. "By the way, if you find any teeth, kneecaps, or clavicles floating around here, those are mine."

The stage, confetti, lights, and whatever was left of the party favors blinked out of existence, leaving just the intrepid hemoglobular adventurers alone to bask in Odile's diminutive humanoid glory. She began to rub her hands together excitedly.

"Veeeerrrryyyy shortly, you shall all receive notes containing your roles, after which I'll leave you to your own devices to discuss how you want to proceed. Whoever has the most votes by the end of the day will be--"she dragged the nail of her thumb across her neck"--buh-bye. Well, not actually. You'll just wake up." A pause. "Wellll..." Her face screwed up, eyes aiming up toward the sky.

"Yeah," she said with a nod and an air of finality. "You should wake up at least."

---

DAY 1 HAS BEGUN!
Countdown to Night 1 Start​

Spoiler: List of Players

List of Players:

Flyg0n/Anubis	He/Him
Seren/Kimiko	She/Her
Persephone/Nocitlālin	They/Them
unrepentantAuthor/Matthias	He/Him
Chibi Pika/Baraz	He/Him
HelloYellow17/Neo	He/Him
lyrical/Pleione	It/Itself
yiran/Grovyle	He/Him
Dragonfree/Gabriel	He/Him
Shiny Phantump/Morgan	She/Her
Panoramic_Vacuum/Wallace	He/Him
OmegaDust/N	He/Him
EonDuoLatios/Peridot	He/Him

 

[Sinderella]

"I was a good dog." He gave a sad awooo

---

Fools.

Your core contains a fission reactor. Even if you lose, they will not win.

Turning off cooling system…

Opening exterior vents…

Uploading Data…

Goodbye, Sexually Promiscuous Lifeforms.

Commence Explosion.

---

When light reaches you again, that's exactly what you see: light. No longer are you greeted by an exploding metagross, neverending darkness, or a sanguine sea, but a clear blue sky and deciduous grass; a picturesque foundation for the blooming trees, weeping willows, and bushes of vibrant flowers. The sound of running water alerts you to the sight of a lake, traced in precisely trimmed hedges, winding pathways that lead you between the flora, and marble statues of various humanoid and Pokemon figures. The lake, rippling under a deep turquoise hue and the presence of numerous strangely colored aquatic 'mon, served as a vertical buffer between a large white entrance gate and the steps of a vast mansion, seemingly carved from the same marble as the statues. The gate stretches into a high fence, leading around the extensive property you now stand in. You could try to leave, but you'd just be met with more trees. They look like they stretch on for miles.

A tinkle of a giggle announces Odile's, lounging up on a thick branch of a larger willow. She'd lost her black tracksuit and was now clad in a chiffon gown, pink as an igglybuff. Her dangling skirt swayed in the light breeze, and she reached up to tug joyously on her cap sleeves.

"Top of the morning to you!" she said. "And welcome to my humble abode. Or, well, I guess a projected version of. You fuck anything up, you'll wish sperm never connected with egg."

Aside from the drastic change of scenery, something else rings odd to you. Your group is smaller than it had been to start, and there is a new presence among you.

---

Flyg0n/Anubis was killed. He was Town.
Persephone/Nocitlālin was killed. They were a Third Party.

And...

OmegaDust/N has been replaced by Canisaries/Red!

---

Odile floated off the branch and hovered up to the new player, gesturing wildly to him, like he was a new toy. "Say a big fat hello to Red, your new playmate! He'll be taking over for the last guy I a--I mean...did away with. So play nice. Or not."

---

Day 2 Has Begun!
Countdown to Night 2​

Spoiler: List of Players

List of Players:

Flyg0n/Anubis	He/Him
Seren/Kimiko	She/Her
Persephone/Nocitlālin	They/Them
unrepentantAuthor/Matthias	He/Him
Chibi Pika/Baraz	He/Him
HelloYellow17/Neo	He/Him
lyrical/Pleione	It/Itself
yiran/Grovyle	He/Him
Dragonfree/Gabriel	He/Him
Shiny Phantump/Morgan	She/Her
Panoramic_Vacuum/Wallace	He/Him
Canisaries/Red	He/Him
EonDuoLatios/Peridot	He/Him

 

[Sinderella]

When Morgan stirred before it was time to wake, a sinking feeling in her core told her that she knew why. She'd known the price she was going to pay for her decision, but until that moment she'd still been holding out hope that it wouldn't happen. Not yet, at least. She would've enjoyed another day or two, but it had been unreasonable to expect anything like that, and she refused to foster any regrets.

"Oh, hey. Been expecting you~"

She forced a smirk. Though she couldn't perceive her assailant with any natural or spectral senses, but there was a good chance they could see her. She wished she could see their face, if for nothing but her own personal curiosity. She gestured towards the largest of the pearlesque orbs around her neck.

"Let's keep this quick and clean, alright? Here's what you should be aiming for."

A moment later, there was nothing left of her presence but the ozonic smell of spectral decoherence and a few scattered memories.

---

When you come to again, the lush mansion is gone. There is no blood, either. You've now been transferred to the base of a large tower--some human-born individuals might recognize it as Prism Tower, smack dab in the middle of the City of Light itself, Lumiose. Except, where you might expect to find tourists snapping photos, or the local residents hustling and bustling about, the vast Lumiosian architecture that stretches out before you sings with the silence of a ghost town. Not a human, not a 'mon, not even a car in sight. Just an empty maze of roads, sidewalks, and buildings greet you, as well as the sound of Odile's hair-raising cackling.

She's taken up shop on one of the lower beams of Prism Tower, laughing with such force she looks close to toppling backwards. She laughs, and laughs, and laughs, and laughs, and laughs, and laughs, and laughs...then laughs some more. Just when it starts to annoy you, she stops abruptly.

"I'm both absolutely tickled and dip-you-all-in-brimstone livid," she announced in a deadpan. "But you know? I think I'm leaning the former. Because this result is so tasty, I can't even stand it."

---

Shiny Phantump/Morgan was killed. She was Town.
EonDuoLatios/Peridor was killed. He was Town.
unrepentantAuthor/Matthias was killed. He was a Third Party.

Mafia has overtaken parity with Town.
MAFIA WINS THE GAME!​

---

Before anybody has a chance to celebrate, Odile holds up a finger. "But wait!" she booms. "Actually, they don't! SIKE."

---

A Survivor has made it to the end.
THIRD PARTY WINS THE GAME!​