The night had creeped up on the mansion and the hour was late, the pendilum of the clock standing in the hall swung back and forth, counting each second as time went on. The remaining guests had returned their library cards to a ghost who lived in the library, he had previously helped Timmah aquire the deceased and headless body of Ben.

Most people were asleep, but not all. A man walked around the hallways, holding a flashlight in his hands to light the way.

"It should be here somewhere." The man whispered to himself, running his fingers across the walls, inspecting it very carefully. He soon found what he was looking for, a mirror, with black snakes curved around the edges.

"At last." The man sighed, a smile forming on his lips. "The mirror that connect the Netherworld and the real world, it's the pathway."

"What are you doing?" Someone suddenly asked, interrupting the man's train of thoughts.

The man's eyes widen for a moment, and as he turned around, coming face to face with a woman. "It's too late, you wench." The man laughed. "You're all going to die, it's just a matter of time."

The woman look confused, as the man turned around and started to speak to the mirror.

"Betelgeuse." He called. "Betelgeuse." He called once more.

"Wait, stop!" The woman cried, attempting to stop the man, but he efficiently swatted her away and finished what he had started. "Betelgeuse!" He cried out like thunder, laughing evily. The woman stood back up and looked on in fear as a snake began to slither out from the mirror, it spoke to the man with its forked silver tongue.

"Ah, I have returned to the world of the living once more, thank you for that." The snake said, looking at the two individuals with delight.

"You're welcome master." The man said. "Now, will you help me excorcise all these annoying pests in this mansion, starting with this woman of course. She would make a fine ghost."

"Of course." The snake smiled, licking his lips. "But first, I'm going to find something tasty to eat. How about you? You look pretty delicious."

"What?" The man said with a confused look on his face only for the snake to bite down on him and chew him up, bite after bite.










im317 has been killed.

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You are a Fly Role: Mafia Strongman/Ninja Bzzzzt bzzzzt! You like to fly around and look for extremely tasty chocolate bars. You love to suck them dry with your insect gadgets and tentacles, you're like totally addicted. Like a hooker on meth. Your new boss is a kind soul and has agreed to give you chocolate bars for free, as long as you do what you're told. As someone who would do anything for a chocolate bar, this is a done deal. Since you're fast and very tiny, you'll be unwatchable by any and all onlookers. You also have a One-Shot strongman kill that you can use on someone and completely destroy them, usable only once. Win Condition: You win when your faction secures half the numbers in play.

"Ah, that was delicious." The snake burped, chewing on the legs.

The woman finally shook herself free from the fear that had captured her, and ran away as fast as her legs could carry.

"Wait, where are you going?" The snake called from where he was eating. "It's just a misunderstanding, I was just hungry."

The woman didn't listen, but she kept running, only to run into the thing she was running from. Only, instead of a snake it was a man clad in a bus driver's outfit, he had moldy white skin and green hair.

"Hey lady, wanna come with me for a ride?" The man laughed. "Sorry about that little thing from earlier, I was kinda hungry, you see. Can't stop a man from eating when he's hungry, right?"

The woman didn't look convinced.

"Look look, I can kill all those other guys if that's the problem here. How about it, huh?" He gave her an inviting look.

The woman suddenly had an idea. "Betelgeuse!" She suddenly called.

"Oh no, you don't." He said and picked up a shotgun out of nowhere and shot her with it.

He looked at her corpse and sighed, smoke rising from her stomach.

"Well well, what could have been.... oh well. I guess I'm gonna have to go and find someone else now. I hear they're throwing a party somewhere around here, or maybe that was yesterday?" He headed off into the darkness of the hall and disappeared, looking for somewhere else to be. As soon as he had disappeared, the woman's eyes opened up and she gasped as she looked at her bulletproof vest, sighing with relief.


Maddie has survived an attack.

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

well first of all, RIP to im317

i miss you already

k TIB if you can extend the day by an hour, today's the day to do it

i have a feeling that i know what timmah did last night

My gifting was successful. Mittens should have gotten something unless Timmah messed with me again.

Dadd's reluctance to claim, as the janitor, makes sense. Guess he wanted to keep that claim for the rest of his group, or it wasn't very good.

about time im317 was killed, thank u.

also ty to the mafia for not using your strongman on me now xoxo

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You also have a One-Shot strongman kill that you can use on someone and completely destroy them

destroy me daddy
jk u r dead

What do we think is left? 2 or 3 mafia?

with a possible cult being in the game (if curtis didn't die so early thnx ahoda), i think we are down to 1-2 mafia