The ground shook as a great force assaulted the village. Mundane as they were, the villagers still understood that something great and terrible was happening. As is the wont of humans, they could not resist the force of curiosity. Silently, they left the dubious safety of their houses to see for themselves what was going on.
J, a weak, anemic man, or so the villagers had
thought, stood in the middle of the square. An aura of unholy power was draped around the man as he stood with uncharacteristic arrogance. The night air around him seemed to burn blood red. Opposing him was Game and Watch Forever, a strange tome in his hands, an odd circle around him, his cloak fluttering in the night, his eyes cold. Beyond them, the Church itself stood, devastated.
"
Yod, Heh, Vav, Heh," GWF chanted. A blue circle adorned with arcane symbols appeared on the ground. Black mist and green light floated in the middle of the circle before both circle, mist, and light vanished to reveal a knight on a gaunt, winged horse. A demon! A true demon was in the village, summoned by one of their own! The villagers shook with terror, too afraid to scream or run.
GWF bowed to the demon; then he pointed at J. GWF opened the tome in his hands and chanted. "
El Elohim Elogo Elohim Sebaoth Elion..."
The demonic knight charged at J, his lance aimed squarely at the man's chest. J merely raised his hand. The lance clashed against a barrier colored the same as the aura that surrounded J. Laughter emerged from J's mouth as red lightning flowed from the barrier and overwhelmed the demon. The knight vanished; where he had stood, there remained nothing but fire.
GWF did not even blink. Once more, he chanted, "
Yod, Heh, Vav, Heh." Once more, the circle formed and a new demon rose. This one looked like a leopard that walked on two feet, with massive claws and awful fangs. The beast snarled as GWF did an obeisance and silently indicated J. He resumed his chant from before, paler than before."...
Eiech Adier Eiech Adonai Jah Sadai Tetragrammaton Sadai Agios..."
The demon crossed the distance between himself and J at supernatural speed, but J was quicker. The unholy thing that wore the shape of a man grappled with the demon. The demon was forced down to its knees by J's strength. Soon, the demon howled and vanished, having betrayed its summoner and taken its leave.
Even this did not faze GWF. "
Oriri animii!" White flames arose around GWF, taking on the faces of those who had died in the village. henri bemis, cesium133, de_la_Nae, Nikolai, dr. nervioso, idontunderstand, Gareth, Barmymoo, all of them looked on at their conjurer, their faces twisted with agony, as if they had been forcibly denied the path to heaven and sentenced to a purgatory on this earth. GWF contemptuously gestured at his slaves and resumed his earlier chant, his face paler yet. "...
O Theos Ischiros Athanatos Agla..."
J laughed once again, a sound fit to give nightmares to stronger souls than the villagers. The spirits of the departed were dispelled with an ease that made the villagers weep. It seemed J had bored of his game. The distance between the unholy monster and the magus vanished in the blink of an eye. J's hand sank deep into GWF's chest, impaling the magus' heart.
However, GWF had the last word. "
Amen!"
The holy word fell upon J's face with the blood that flowed from GWF's mouth. It seemed that even demons obeyed it. The ground shook as an even larger circle appeared and vanished. The demon that stood before J possessed the winged body of an angel and the head of a wood owl. He rode a black wolf and carried in his hand a pointed saber.
GWF had done what any summoner might: summon a great demon to fight a great monster.
The great demon and the monster vanished from sight as they fought faster than human eyes could dream to follow. The villagers could just barely perceive the afterimage of the great battle. Houses were destroyed in the wake of the great battle as J used all of his unholy powers against something with even greater might. At last, with a sickening crunch, the black wolf broke J's back. The great demon thrust his saber and shattered J's head. The wolf ate the corpse.
Before the great demon could turn on the hapless villagers, the sun finally rose. Cut off from both its summoner and the power of the night, it silently returned to hell, laughing at the villagers.
Thou art the Dead Apostle.
Thou art a monster of the night, a predator feasting upon humanity.
You may take one of three actions every night.
Once a night you may PM Black Sword with the title being 'Feeding upon [USER]' with [USER] being a living player in the game. This action will either kill the player or convert them to your side as a Dead familiar. Converted players maintain the abilities they had whilst alive.
Conversely, you may choose to abstain from any night actions and be immune to night kills.
Elsewise, you may PM Black Sword with the title being "Hypnotize [USER]" with [USER] being a living player in the game. This action will allow you to control their vote for one day. However, if you attempt to hypnotize someone twice in a row, you have a 50% chance of failure and being revealed.
The Night of the Full Moon is Night 6. Under that moon, you cannot be killed and can choose to "feed" on three users instead of the usual one.
You win if you and your familiars are the last ones standing.
Conversion rate:
Magus: 25%
Villager: 10%
Battle: It is inevitable that you shall be targeted for death. As a Dead Ancestor, you have a chance, however slight, of taking your assassin with you.
Against Magus: 65%
Against ???: 65%
Game and Watch Forever. Thou art the Evoker.
A magus with great knowledge of spirits and demons, thou can summon these forces to aid thee.
Once a night, you may PM Black Sword with the title being 'Send spirits to interrupt [USER]' with [USER] being a living player in the game. This action will prevent the player from performing an action they would take in the night.
You win if the Coven is the last faction standing.
Battle: It is inevitable that you shall be targeted for death. As a magus, you have a chance, however slight, of taking your assassin with you.
Against Dead Ancestor: 35%
Against Magus: 50%
Against : 45%
Day 5
The villagers cling to each other, weeping hysterically.
