Hey team, I am pretty sure I know who you are and I hope you also know who I am. So, lets plan this shit:

I wouldn't mind being healed, but it would be a waste if 2 or 3 of you guys used a heal on me. So lets do this:

The first person of our team that posted in this thread is number 1, the second person of our team that posted in this thread is number 2 etc.

Number 1 will only use their heal on number 2, and number 2 will only use their heal on number 1
Number 3 will only use their heal on number 4, and number 4 will only use their heal on number 3

This way, we will prevent heals being wasted. Also, you don't have to heal, that is your decision to make, but if we all heal each other, we can get our complete team in day 2.

I'm totally for that plan: Everyone make sure to heal me. I don't want to die like this. I want to meet a lovely partner, build a career, have a family, build a fortune, and live with my held up high, yelling at the clouds that I lived a good life. Getting shot sounds lame.

I can't tell who my teammates are, so I'll just treat everyone as my buddies.

Also, I'm not gonna be here for the deadline.

Some of us yell at the clouds for different reasons.

Thank you for all the votes. My team set phasers for kill. Hit intelligently, and don't hit those who voted for me, if you would be so
kind. The night is darkest before the dawn.

No Save (4)
Cabot
Sorian
FluxWaveZ
Ty4on

LordofCastamere (7)
Seath
Matt
roytheone
Kawl
Flame_AC
NeverForever
Splinter

Sorian (2)
Retro
Ourobolus

Not voting:
CrimsonFist
nin1000
Lordofcastamere


1. Evening

“Well, this was a clear waste of time!”
So shouted one person in the town hall, while shrugging, almost as if this person couldn’t care less, what was going to happen.
“After all, our group shall rule in the end!”

Before others were able to smack some sense to the poor fellow, someone else… called Lord Of Castamere, began to talk.
“Oh, look at the voting results! It seems that I have been given an immunity for the next night?”
“Oh yeah? What is going to protect you, then?”

Without even responding to the query, Castamere walked out of the town hall… which had something waiting for him right next to it. Something… big…
“What the fuck is that..?”
It was a gigantic… dinosaurus? Nobody was sure. But that dinosaurus was there to make sure Lord Of Castamere wouldn’t be hurt that night.
“This isn’t any dinosaurus!”, Lord of Castamere shouted, as he sat down. “This is our pet Godzilla!”

“…Since when did we have got a pet Godzilla?”



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First night lasts for 22 hours! Please notice the two hours shorter night phase than usual! Send me the night commands before deadline!

Lord Of Castamere is being protected by Godzilla tonight, like votes dictated!

The day will start earlier, if all commands are received earlier!

2. Morning

And so the morning came, even though the sun never rose in Reykjavik, not with all those radioactive clouds up in the skies blocking the view. Only thing that woke everyone up was… the sound Godzilla acting like a rooster.
“Ah, what a pleasant night”, Lord of Castamere shouted, as he walked back to town hall. “I wonder what shall await for me!”

What was awaited for him was a pile of bodies. Five, to be exact.

There was Sorian, who was shot into the head…
Ty4on, who was somehow impaled with a pink pole…
Ourobolus, who must have poisoned with a poison called “Ourobobobulus”…
RetroMG, who was decapitated…
and Matt Attack, who was seemingly cut into two pieces.

“Nasty”, Lord of Castamere said, while examining the bodies. “I think these people are dead!”
“Well no shit!”, shouted someone from the living crowd, that had escaped to another corner of the room, as far away from the bodies as possible.
“Hey, I brought you guys some gummi bears! No radiation included!”



During the night, these people met their end:
Sorian – B
RetroMG – B
Ourobolus – B
Matt Attack – C
Ty4on – D

Amount of people alive:
A – 4
B – 1
C – 3
D – 3

Amount of people with 1-shot-doctor: 8

The day will last for 24 hours. You can vote still today for someone to obtain Godzilla's protection.

Who the fuck tried to shoot me; I can TELL someone did. Raise your hand, so I can shoot you tonight.

And lmao at Team B, people must have *really* had it out for you guys. The survivor should also raise their hand.

One step closer to world domination.

So Splinter, are you the remaining one man band?

Just admit it and I'll kill you real fast.

On the bright side, we won't have any more Ourobingolus

Thank God.

warm ups done, let's continue on.

Crimson, hows it going.

That wouldn't have been very smart. What if I turned out to be on your team?

Cabot please I very clearly breadcrumbed my role in an early post

You breadcrumbed about three different teams in the one post, and I'll never trust you because ONUW pain.