Night 1 A new recruit strode briskly through the halls of the underground bunker serving as W.O.L.F.'s headquarters. He turned corner after corner, wondering how anyone was meant to find their way around in this maze. Eventually, however, he reached his destination, a smallish room labelled "Recruit Processing". Inside, a large, dark man with a mane of shaggy black hair sat at a desk. He looked up and smiled. "Ah, you must be here for the enrollment paperwork, right? Welcome to the Organization. You may call me Metatron." He extended a hand. The newcomer shook it tentatively and replied, "It was you on the TV, wasn't it? How did you hijack all the channels like that?" "Heh, electronics are simple for me," said Metatron. He waved a hand idly and the lights flickered off for just a second. "Now, you'll just need to fill in this form to become an official member." He pushed a slip of paper and a pen across the desk. The recruit diligently filled it out, pausing only once. "Er, where it says 'desired code name', do I just make one up?" "Yes, we just need a short and simple name we can call you. Calling each other by our real names all the time could compromise us, since a renegade could be listening in at any time. Oh, please nothing with 'dark' or 'shadow' or 'death' in it. We have far too many of those already." "Um, ok.... How about.... Silence?" Metatron nodded slightly. "An apt enough choice. It'll do." After recieving the form back from the newcomer, he said, "You live in Morrison Square, correct? The we have a mission for you." "So soon?" "Think of it as an initiation. Our intelligence indicates that there are several renegade mutants living there. One of them is believed to have the power of time travel, which could be very detrimental to us. Deal with him tonight by any means necessary. This is the address." He handed another slip of paper over. "I'm on it," said Silence.
The next morning, the square awoke to find a large black X painted on Acekirby's door. Ace himself was nowhere to be found among the throng. "Someone go in and look for him," Ido said. Abugrape saw that no one was stepping forward and decided to volunteer. After about twenty minutes in the house, he re-emerged and shook his head. "He's gone. The door looks like it was broken open. I think it's safe to assume they got to him." There were several gasps and disappointed looks from the people. Ido sighed. "Well, I guess I'll have to make good on my promise. I'll get some paper and a hat, and we'll vote for someone we think is an enemy. Is that okay with everyone?" There were murmurs of general agreement, and the voting began.
-The villains have killed Acekirby. He was the Time Traveler, a townie. - The Midnight Killer didn't kill anyone. - It is now Day 1. All players vote for the lynch. - This round ends at 6 PM EST, July 2. Yeah, that's almost three days. This is because I'm going to be partying all night Tuesday and then sleeping the next day.
Time Traveler You have the power to reverse the flow of time. You are very reluctant to use this power, for fear of causing paradoxes, but you use it if you really need it. Rules: You are aligned with the town. Once, and only once, during the game, you may PM me the name of a dead player. I will contact that player and ask if they want to return to the game. If they say no, too bad, that was your one chance. Do keep in mind that everyone will know the role of the person you rescue. Your PM does not have to come in a night round, but if sent in the day, it will activate the following night. As a bonus, you can't be killed on the night you use your power.
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