Lost.

Forgotten.

Afraid.

Shadows pursue you. Nightmares close in around you. You have forgotten what is real and what isn't, but even the unreal can hurt. Yet even as the horrors surge around you, death is denied as a release. The end is not the end, you wake up, still dreaming, a friend poorer.

Keep them close. Hold them dear. Those others seek to possess you, and you mustn't allow them. That would be a fate far worse than death...

You are The Dreaming Girl, Innocent-aligned Immortal. You are the true, living person, the blank slate that would hold the Innocent and that the Malefic would overtake. As such, you can't die. Ever. For any reason. Not in this game, at least. If you would die by any means, even lynch, a different Innocent, selected at random, dies in your stead.

If you are ever the only living Innocent, scum wins automatically.


MOD: All manner of protections on Dreaming Girl work. No protection is possible on the substitute. Special kill effects are lost in substitution. Essentially, if a hit on the Girl is blocked by doc on the girl, doc works. If a hit on the Girl goes though, it can bounce to a "protected" player and their protection won't save them

Riddles.

Secrets.

Mysteries.

What's over the hill? What's behind the hedge? What's under the carpet? What are they thinking? What are their names? What is your name? Where do these questions come from? How do you know them?

You are filled with questions and nothing but. Questions cry out for answers. Answers beget more questions.

You are Curiosity, Maiden of Prying Eyes, Innocent-Aligned Investigator. Each night you may choose one target to investigate. You learn the target's Role name. Alternatively, you may PM me a role name to investigate and learn that role name's alignment and role, but if you do not supply a complete and correct role name of a living player you will learn nothing.

Thunder.

Wind.

Drumbeats.

The thunder of your heart pounding. The wind of your hard breaths. The drumbeat of your feet against the earth. To live. That is your purpose. You howl wordlessly to the heavens and revel in action and action alone.

Rest is death to you, and you will know not the bonds of sleep that chain all others.

You are Vivacity, the Unending Heartbeat, Innocent-Aligned Insomniac. You can post at night. You learn who targets you at night.

Screams.

Pain.

Shadows.

They are all around you. You stand unmoved, the eye of the storm, walking into the tempest with head held high. You stand, lamb before the lions, and you do not fear. You cannot fear.

But it is not for your own sake that you do this. Let the storm break upon your shield, that the one standing behind you is saved. Yours is a selfless existence, ego as alien as fright.

You are Diligence, Queen of Unbreakable Shields, Innocent-Aligned Savior. Each night, you must choose a target to protect. They cannot be harmed by any killing effects. If your target is Malefic-Aligned, that player may opt to backstab and kill you or not.

Eyes.

Laughter.

Fear.

They see you. They mock you. They bind you in chains. They torment you. Yours is an existence that has known only suffering, from which any reprieve would be a blessing.

The power is now in your hand

You are Torment, Waif of Lost Hope, Innocent-Aligned Suicidal. At any point during the day you may choose to DIE. Bold and color your decision. You will die. The day will not end; in fact if it is close to deadline (inside 48 hours) the deadline will be extended.

Stars.

Blood.

Falling.

Long, long, long, since before you were born, the world has been upside-down, hasn't it? But you were standing the right way up, you saw the signs in the spirals, and committed to memory the secrets they whispered to you from between the lines. It all made sense.

But it made sense only to you. There's not a lot of difference between being the only sane one in a mad world and being mad, is there? They hated you because you told the truth. You were beaten, defiled, abandoned... used as a scapegoat for everything they didn't understand. But for love's sake, you persist.

You are Ophelia, Maid of Mad Whispers, Innocent-Aligned Scapegoat. Any investigation that would reveal your alignment or role title regards you as Malefic-Aligned Lunatic instead.

Music.

Laughter.

Sun.

You do not see the shadows in the world. Blind to darkness, what you perceive is an existence without sorrow or fear. Though your world is as fragile as a soap bubble, to you it seems to be all the firmament. Do not fear death; there is no death in the world you know.

You can share your rapture with others.

You are Henrietta, the Laughing Fool, Innocent-Aligned Friendly Neighbor. Each night, you may befriend another player, permanently adding them to a private discussion with you and all your other friends. This ability is blind to alignment.

Mirrors.

Cards.

Wonder.

To you the world is ever-new and always strange. You seek out the unknown and know it as a friend. Your companions are the curious, and when they become dull you move on. You are a drifter in the world, flowing like the tide.

You do not care where the journey takes you.

You are Alice, Wanderer of the Looking Glass, Innocent-Aligned Enigma. You have an assortment of abilities. You MUST use one each night on a living player. All abilities are one shot. You can never target the same player again unless you have targeted all living players (yourself included) at least once. You don't know what any of these abilities do, though there will be some correlation between the name and effect. Abilities are numbered for reference purposes only, you may use any one you like.

1) Rise Triumphant
2) See the Truth
3) Reflection, Refraction
4) All Just A Dream
5) Dance of the Hours
6) Bleeding Heart
7) Clean Slate
8) Mad Tea Party
9) Loki's Wager

Mod:
1) Rise Triumphant – Kingmaker. Target controls the lynch the following day
2) See the Truth – Sends the target a horrifying image (does nothing mechanical).
3) Reflection, Refraction – The target's night action is repeated. (They get another shot of their ability to use immediately if they have one. Only effects the mafia NK if the hitperson was targeted)
4) All Just A Dream – Redirect all abilities from the target to Dreaming Girl. No effect if targeting the Girl.
5) Dance of the Hours – Watch+Track the target, learning what they target and what targets them.
6) Bleeding Heart. Protects the target from death that night.
7) Clean Slate – Erases the target.
8) Mad Tea Party – Adds the target to the neighbor group (user if target is a neighbor, no one else if both are) and sends the group a tea party message.
9) Loki's Wager – Renders the target Mute the following day.

Confusion.

Loss.

Oblivion.

To forget is to die by pieces. To be forgotten is to die beyond death. Forgetting is the solution to your problems, the way to reconcile what should not be with what is. Forgetting was your shield, the foundation and pillars of the you that is now. Forgetting is your blade, and it is your nature. You are the scalpel that excises what is no longer of use to you and casts it into darkness. You are the truncheon that crushes the will and breaks the heart. Only the most spectacular allies are worthy of memory

The ones that burn brightest are often unkind

You are Amnesia, Empty Record of Loss, Malefic-Aligned Eraser. If you personally make the mafia night kill, you ERASE your target rather than just killing them. They're removed from play entirely (This still counts as a kill) and no details about their role or alignment will ever be revealed (their flip will simply be “{Playername} died” after any flavor) nor will be discoverable ever after. What you forget doesn't simply cease to exist, it never really existed in the first place.

Hatred.

Bitterness.

Disgust.

It is only natural to despise the 'other'. To exalt the self, and crush what is not the self is the meaning and purpose of life. You hate all outside yourself, and will guide the destruction of what you hate. The only world that is worthy is one that is scarred and torn. Your allies are those who can help you ruin all else.

You are content to kill slowly.

You are Spite, Flowing Venom of the Mind, Malefic-Aligned Poisoner. If you personally make the mafia night kill, you poison your target. They die at the end of the following night, rather than the one you poison them on. Protection effects on the night you poison work, ones on the night the target dies do not.

Will.

Intellect.

Cold.

Freed from childish things like mercy, kindness, love, and joy, you have been able to articulate thoughts beyond those you once dreamed of. You are the mind unfettered, and you must destroy your fetters before they can return and strangle you once again.

The dark ones, though, are acceptable pawns.

You are Weiss, Dispassionate Incarnation of Intellect, Malefic-Aligned Commander. If you make the Mafia Night Kill, this action is undetectable.

You have final discretion on the target and hitperson for the Mafia NK.

Silence.

Darkness.

Hope.

Smothered by the deepest shadows, the smallest ray is strong. That is the hope you see: one faint light you must reach towards. One immutable truth.

Grasp it.

You are Lenore, Pandora's Inmate, Innocent-Aligned Spark of Hope. The first time in the game an Innocent-Aligned player with a positive role dies, you take up their role. You retain your role name, their title is appended to yours, and you gain their abilities both passive and active.

MOD: The roles Lenore can copy are Curiosity, Vivacity, Diligence, Henrietta, and Alice. Copying Alice gains remaining abilities only but does not inherit her list of targets. Erased players (who don't flip) can't be copied.