slowly creeps over to watch ginganinja
attempt to seduce danmantincan
. His icy exterior looms high above them.
"You do know I'm a guy, right?" dan
asks as he tries to dissuade ginga
from sticking his hand down his pants and singing a bad love song poorly.
stutters out. Apparently he can't talk normally either.
nearly vomits. Is the spirit of the long-dead jigglypuffers42
taking over him??
"I'm sick of this guy!!! He keeps trying to sleep with me and I can't idle successfully like this!!!!!" dan
yells angrily, however Nachos
is rather indifferent to the two factions' quarrels and ginga
just keeps spouting random song verses out.
"This is the last straw. I am the lone Rageguy Variant
left and I have this mother<snip>in TANK. You think you can sleep with this guy?? Well I got news for you, Really Bad Artist
, you don't know <snip> about my <snip>," danmantincan
screams, rising to his full height and waving his hands wildly at the looming tank in the background.
"You have a tank with a pink blanket?" ginganinja
queries, suddenly very confused about dan
's sexuality. Nachos
blankly stares, wondering why he didn't win 4 nights ago.
looks behind him and realizes the MUDS REBELS have played a sick joke on him. Raging around angrily, he yanks the blanket off, climbs up his tank, and stares down ginganinja
, who seems unconcerned.
"Yeah buddy, that's cool. It probably doesn't fire right.. like your <snip>. I can hook you tomorrow when we both can kill, so good game. How about we bang before I smash a guitar through your windpipe?" ginga
hyucks, reclining in his seat easily.
"This tank is called P.H.Y.L.L.I.S. My dead comrade vonFiedler
began with it, and I have fought brutally in the SANDS ARENA to bring it back. Why? Because, <snip>head, it lets the last member of a faction kill if they're the only one left," dan
smarmily explains, targeting ginga
A giant red 'x' appears, covering almost all of ginga
fires, and ginganinja
is gone. Nachos
opens his eyes and looks, but where ginga
sat, there is only a 10 foot deep crater and no trace of the man.
Dear ginganinja, you are Fall Out Boy
DANCE DANCE, THIS SONG SOUNDS A LOT LIKE EVERY OTHER ONE YOU SUNG THIS THIS IS THE ONLY BEAT YOU CAN MAKE. You are a pretty bad band because all your songs have indistinguishable lyrics, yet you are an 'edgy pop' sound. They also all sound exactly the same. Not to mention your members are really unfortunate in the looks department. Dance, Dance was probably the best of your sound-alikes, but even then, it's bad. Additionally, you have vowel problems. However, because you have a degree of popularity, you get many chicks wanting to say they screwed a famous guy, so you like SANDS because girls like long walks on the beach and there's SANDS on the beach.
Every night, you may PM both hosts with "NX - Take USER down swinging while you dance, dance". You will attempt to seduce that user, not realizing they are most likely a guy because your main host is one of the few females who plays Mafia, stopping them from performing a night action as you engage in sexual relations. Additionally, every day you may PM both hosts with "DX - Thk USR1 fr USR2s mmrs". You will delete all of the vowels in the first user's target and replace them with the second user's, directing the first user's attentions away from their original target and onto the second user's. This does not work on kills, obviously, as it is a day action.
You currently have no item.
You are allied with the Really Bad Artists. You win if the Really Bad Artists eliminate all threats. Additionally, you must gain access to the SANDS, and each member still living must hold them.
Quote: lyrics could not be made out to quote.
"Holy <snip>," Nachos
cries, watching as dan
turns to glare at Nachos
the ever-passive neutral.
Suddenly the tank falls apart, breaking into hundreds of pieces.
"<snip> these one use items!" dan
curses, before shrugging and walking to the cemetary, where his fallen comrade Crux
lies. A white light shoots down, dragging a fully healed Crux
out of his grave. The two shake hands and reunite, then walk to the Lynching Tree.
's body slowly descends, neck back in place and dripping feces gone. The trio reunite, as StevenSnype
walks up to make an announcement.
"With the complete violation of ginganinja
's atoms, the Really Bad Artists
have now been eliminated."
smiles oddly, quirking his head to the side. It seems for him............
appears to make another announcement: "With the elimination of all threats, the Rageguy Variants
, who successfully gained access to the true MUDS as well, have won the game."
The trio cheer wildly, as the rest of the factions rolled in their grave.
"At least the Really Bad Idling Problems didn't win," Snype
Dear danmantincan, you are Everything Went Better Than Expected
You are a Rageguy Variant, differing from the original in your contentment with the happier ending than anticipated. Whereas Rageguy always encounters an unfortunate circumstance to rage to, you always encounter more fortune with the events of your life. Because you are so optimistic and lucky, you believe the MUDS REBELLION will provide a better ending than the SANDS ACQUISITIONS, INC. monopoly, but regardless, everything will probably go better than expected.
Every night, you may PM both hosts with "NX - Star in a comic with USER". You will include that user in your next comic appearance, and because you always have good endings, no killer will be able to accomplish their goal. Additionally, every day you may PM both hosts with "DX - Give USER a better outcome". You will provide that user with a better-than-expected result for the next day, so nobody will be able to successfully lynch them the day after you target them. However, because Challenge Accepted thinks you get off too easy, after two successful protections, he will defy the odds to ensure individuals are lynched, so you cannot use this after it has worked two times.
You currently have no item.
You are allied with the Rageguy Variants. You win if the Rageguy Variants eliminate all threats. Additionally, you must gain access to the MUDS, and each member still living must hold them. Your team's details are in the next PM.
Quote: Everything went better than expected
It seems for this man, everything DID go better than expected, and he has won the game for his faction.
CONGRATULATIONS TO THE RAGEGUY VARIANTS FOR WINNING SANDS MAFIA
But wait. A man is left alone. Nachos
silently watches danmantincan
, and vonFiedler
ascend in a beam of white light.
Then he realizes everyone else has died.
"Hey you pricks, you said there'd be enough nights for me to get my restrictions in. These fags hooked me, the most harmless neutral ever, four nights. What gives?" he grumbles, glaring at the hosts.
"You're still in the game.." Yeti
votes to no lynch, as always, and eagerly awaits Night Twelve. As the night sets in, he forces himself to say only one thing:
And with that, Nachos
feels his rather large and cold girth being pulled up from this cruel world, onward to the land of winners (the moon).
CONGRATULATIONS TO NACHOS FOR WINNING SANDS MAFIA!
Dear Nachos, you are the Iceberg
You raped the Titanic. They said it couldn't be sunk. They said nobody could destroy the TITANIC. That didn't sit well with you, so you positioned yourself in its general vicinity and expected the natural stupidity of people would do the rest. Made of frozen water, you did not take nearly as much damage as that heap of scrap metal did when it rammed right into you in a genius display of piloting. Because you are a formidable troll, you shall be attempting to jock other players' swag while they vainly hunt for SANDS and MUDS.
Every night, you may PM both hosts with "NX - Loom ominously over USER". You will present your full girth to that user, prompting them to obey the posting restriction you place on them. Put the restriction you choose in the body of your PM. Additionally, every day you may PM both hosts with "DX - Give USER a chunk of ice". You will break a small portion of your girth off and give it to that user, spreading your icy magic. This is an infection, and while it has no effect on its targets, it spreads whenever they perform a night or day action on another user.
You currently have no item.
Quote: another one bites the ICE
And with that, everyone is gone. Yeti
stand alone, as Freeman's Land is now empty. The war between the MUDS REBELS and the SANDS ACQUISITIONS, INC. has taken its toll, and most of the world is now 6 feet under. If they were lucky enough to be buried.
The MUDS REBELS forces have overtaken Freeman's Land. The MUDS-seeking faction triumphed this time around, but be warned.
The SANDS will be back.