Morning arrived. Another wonderful rhythm-filled day! To everyone's pleasant surprise, it seemed like everybody survived the night!
Except three of you.
It took a while to notice, but Quaraezha was nowhere to be seen. After a bit of following up you found out that he had a habit of quietly watching users at night, in a completely not creepy way at all. However after the tragic posting accident the day before, he chose to sit away from the computer that night to console himself. Had he been paying attention, maybe he would have noticed his desktop pixelating into a undecipherable blob of squares.
He wasn't, though.
Two (Quaraezha) - Watcher - Nightkilled N2---
Meanwhile, in General Discussion, a user whose name consisted of 23 seemingly random numbers was spamming threads every 60 seconds, with topics such as how Naruto is THE BETS AMINE EVRRRR, and how the administration should perform fellatio on him.
Then Loginer appeared.
"I think that's enough of that." With a smile and a tilt of his top hat, he swung his mighty Banhammer at unscrupulous spammer, rendering him incapacitated. "You sir, aren't doing anything tonight."
And neither are you.The voice came from behind him; Loginer turned around, but saw no one. However, his head felt unusually... bare. He put his hands to his head, and in horror he felt his uncovered hair. "WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY HAT??" He bolted out of his room and saw a figure wearing his beloved top hat running down the stairs. He pursued the culprit out the door, to see him getting on a motorcycle. Loginer lunged at him, but he accelerated just in time, leaving Loginer facedown on his driveway. He looked up as the hat thief disappeared into the night.
"Nobody. Takes. The. Hat." Loginer jumped into his car and drove off, in search of his lost companion.
He won't be online for a while.
Wojjan (Loginer) - Jailkeeper - Nightkilled N2---
Meanwhile, in the horrible, unspoken depths of osu! known as the Abandoned Wasteland, Ephemeral sat admiring his work. "Locked and Wastelanded"; he uttered the phrase countless times and it still gives him chills each time he uses it. Every day his collection of crap - and sometimes not so crappy - closed threads grows bigger and bigger. "Today the Wasteland... tomorrow the forums!!" He took a brief moment to think about how exactly he would go about that transition, then went to visit General Discussion.. except the link directed him back to the Wasteland. Puzzled, he clicked his Home button. Abandoned Wasteland. He typed google.com into the address bar. Abondoned Wasteland.
It appeared... that someone locked him in his own wasteland.
"No...
...No...
Rantai (Ephemeral) - Threadlocker (aka Executioner) - Nightkilled N2---
It is now Day 3. With 11 alive, it's 6 votes to lynch. You have exactly
4 days from this post.
I've gotta start doing shorter stories >_>