You wake up to the sound of someone shouting...
"KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
It's been ages since you watched DBZ, seeing as your TV broke last night, so you hurry outside to watch the fun...
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
You look up and indeed, you see a man with golden hair and shining blue eyes power up a blast...
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
But in the midst of charging, suddenly a mysterious woman hits him from behind with a handbag. The energy flows completely in the wrong direction, killing a few young bunnies on its path. Before the man can react, the stupid slut rams some make-up down his throat, and chokes him with her handbag. You're still as surprised as much as scared that a murder happened before your eyes. Stupid slut. You can see her being driven away in a limousine, with a spoiled looking small dog on the backseat.
You investigate the almost dead body. His last words were "I...paid...for...your...sins...do not...repent...for...me......I...can...inspect......role....names...who...do I...." and then there's nothing.
Lord Jesseus must be where Jesus is now.
Dear Lord Jesseus,
You are Goku.
You are the protagonist of DragonBallZ, every teenage boy's favourite show. It doesn't matter if it takes you one, ten or a hundred episodes to power up: you manage to kill the villains, pretty much always.
At night, you may send a PM entitled "Night X Instant Transmission to USER" You will use your teleportation technique to find out your target's rolename.
You are aligned with the Shortsighted. You win if the Shortsighted win.
You run to the house across the street to call the police, and to your surprise the door is open. With a bad feeling in your stomach, you run inside. You can't find a phone anywhere downstairs, so you go up, and in a deadroom you see it: the next body.
Lightwolf seems to have been hit with the bloody golfclub next to him several times. Across his chest is tatoo'd a message: "I'm a pig, a dickhead and a rapist." You whip up his ID.
Dear Lightwolf,
You are Dumbledore.
You are among the strongest wizards in the wizarding world, closely matched with the dark wizard Voldemort, and probably beaten by Harry Potter when plot devices are involved. But that's really about it. You are a highly respected wizard, and have even been asked multiple times to become Minister of Magic. You declined, however, and stuck to your position as Headmaster of Hogwarts.
Your sage wisdom and high respect amongst other wizards and witches makes your vote count for two rather than one during the day!
You are aligned with the Shortsighted. You win if the Shortsighted win.
Something doesn't seem right about it, the lack of a picture is very suspicious. And suddenly you notice the first page can be peeled off. This guy's PM was forged!
Dear Lightwolf,
You are the Angry Video Game Nerd.
You are going to take them back to the past, and play this shitty game that sucks ass. You'd rather eat the rotten asshole of a roadkilled skunk than see the Shortsighted win this game. You will use all of your gaming skills to kick their ass, and then down your victory with some Rolling Rock beer.
Your team's details are included in another PM.
You are aligned with the Farsighted. You win if the Farsighted win.
You sigh with relief. This was one of the bad guys! It seems they had an ability that allowed them to have false claims made by a professional.
You find a phone and call the police. However, they tell you to be patient. Apparently, there's been a high profile murder! You insist they come to check not one but two murders out, but the guy on the phone says he's way too busy. You decide to drive over to the crime scene to see what they're all so busy with, and then you understand. You are horrified. This man's jaw has been ripped out, and across his torso is written "How can you speak...if you have no voice?" And you realize the irony, as this is the man you wanted to speak up.
Bass has been murdered.
Dear Bass,
You are Gyro Gearloose.
You are a genius inventor as well as an anthropomorphic chicken. You have invented many bizarre things, that are sometimes helpful, and sometimes disastrous.
One of your inventions is Little Helper, your enlightning assistant, but you cannot remember where you put him. Locating him will be in your best interest. The same goes for your lost Spectacles.
You have also invented the Pills that cure the blindness that affects you and almost everyone else. At night, you may send a PM entitled "Night X Making a Pill for USER" You will produce a Pill and put it in your target's inventory. Little Helper has the same ability: if both of you target the same person, this ability will ignore the blindness effect. If you target different users, your targeting will take priority, and it will not ignore the blindness effect.
You only have material for a total of three new Pills right now, but thankfully you've already distributed some amongst other people.
You are aligned with the Shortsighted. You win if the Shortsighted win.
The presses are running full speed. Besides all these murders, it also seems that
assassinfred has returned, and
GTS has vanished. It seems this guy can never escape being targeted early in his career, even if he subs in.
Furthermore, a second earthquake has caused
ReyScarface to head to the top of the player list. A bolt of lightning has struck
mind's village, and he ran off to right above jumpluff on the list, thinking he's safe there. We'll see about that.
It's now Day 3. Deadline is Friday, 20:00 PM for me, or when majority is reached.