It is a quiet, seemingly peaceful night in Frustroville. The hoot of an owl, the chirping of peepers in nearby fields can be heard, echoing throughout the moonlight-soaked locale. Little do the residents know there is a sinister presence lurking about.
Jo Nathan, having been reincarnated after his serial killing adventures, was quite optimistic. A new town, a fresh start, a new job as the town's Chef - things were looking good. The neighborhood was especially known for its safety, so he thought nothing of his late-night stroll around the park.
As he walked beside a row of trees, he looked toward the center of the park and found a startling sight: a gallows!? What on earth is that doing there? It certainly was not there the previous day. Something doesn't seem right....
*snap*
Someone is nearby.
Jo stops dead in his tracks and makes no sound, aside from the heart pounding in his chest.
"W-who's there?" he stutters nervously, as he slowly reaches for the cleaver he keeps hidden in his chef's hat (because, why not?).
Jo hears a sudden swishing sound in the air, only for a split second, before blood spatters against his face. He screams in agony as he pulls his hand down and, in the dim moonlight, sees that he's been shot in the wrist.
"Well well well...." says a familiar voice. A dark figure - the Godfather - steps into the moonlight, toting a handgun with a silencer. "Took you long enough to start the game, Mr. Jo Nathan."
"You!" exclaims Jo. "I knew something was off about you..."
"Did you, now." He takes a step closer.
"But... why?" Jo pretends to scratch his head with his good hand, carefully sneaking the cleaver out, behind his head. "Do you think you'll get away with this? The town's got a Cop, a Doctor, a Vigilante, the Governor, a Double Voter, and like seven Townies."
"What the hell are you rambling on about?"
"Oh, you know... just some exposition. I thought it made sense to HYAAA!" Jo swings his arm to throw the cleaver, aiming at the dark figure's chest, but a second bullet pierces his elbow, making him drop the blade.
Jo screams again, but only for a moment as a third bullet to the head finally puts him out of his misery. Jo drops to the ground alongside his trusty cleaver. The moon twinkles in his lifeless eyes.
Another figure emerges from the shadows. "Well, boss," the Mafia Investigator says. "Looks like this chef's goose....."
"I swear to God, if you finish that joke I will shoot you."
They return to their hideout for the night, rejoining the Hooker and the two Mafiosos to commence their scheming.
Pretty much all the roles are common and straightforward, but I will explain the Prosecutor: this role will get rewarded with 2 points (in addition to good play and survival points, if applicable) if one person (chosen at random) is lynched by the Town. This randomly chosen target is made known to the Prosecutor in the Prosecutor's thread. If the target is Nightkilled, the Prosecutor simply becomes a Survivor.
The next round starts in 24 hours or when all night actions are in.
