Sylph
Take me to Wonderland
"Welcome Boys and Girls, Ladies and Gentlemen, to this fine display we have for you here. We have tight rope walkers, lion tamers, clowns and magicians that will tickle your fancy and bring to a world far beyond your own minds. I am of course your Ring leader and the voice of this Carnival, so listen well during this night for you don't want to be left behind on this adventure. Watch as the trapeze artists take their falls and are whisked away by their trusted partners. Be careful however, one never knows when a slip may happen.
Now now, be calm my friends, we are very professional here. We do now what we are doing. See? You've already started to calm and enjoying the show. You are already under the Carnivals' spell...and you'll stay here until the show is over, won't you.
Yes, yes you will. You have no choice now. You see, you have sign away your lives to us when you bought your ticket. Like all the others in this troop, you'll become a part of our show. We'll take good care of you, trust me, we'll show you all the ropes of the trade and set you on your way to become a star.
Just don't start failing on us or we'll have to...replace you."
The Ring Leader grins from under his hat, a small mechanical bird resting on his shoulder. He lifts a finger and strokes its head, the metal bird cooing and moving like a living creature. Other birds then flutter through the air and rest on the laps of the audience, their pale eyes glowing a warm blue glow as they hop on their legs.
"But don't fret...you won't be completely gone. We can always use more birds. They are our most famous attractions, and you'll have to agree...they are so life like, are they not?"
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Welcome to the Grand Carnival, or what it is known by those trapped within its tent "The Carnival of Madness and Nightmare". You are either a member of this Carnival or just a witness to the show. However role you are in, you are now trapped within these walls and unable to escape unless you can kill the root of all this evil.
ROLES
Ring Leader: You run the show and none can question you. You have run this show since your father had passed it to you, and his father passed it to him and...you get the idea. You have also acquired a heir to your legacy, grooming him for his future post if you are to die, but until then the cane of the Ring Master and the hat still rests with you, with all the power it holds to trap and use these hopeless people as you wish...even if you must put down some of your workers to ensure your Carnival lasts. You could always use more birds anyways.
The Son: You are the Son of the Ring Leader. You may or may not be his blood son but you have been groomed for greatness since you were very young. You find the Carnival to be rather dark and scary, but you know that one day you'll be in control and the darkness won't scare you anymore. Once you Father dies, you will take up the hat and cane to makes sure the show continues.
The Clowns: You are a tortured soul that has been cursed to wear a smile for all of eternity. As much as you want to warn the people that come to see the show, the only sound you can make is a sharp 'Honk'. There is one thing however that you can do to help end this madness. With the curse placed on you, you can chose a person each night to join you in a game of clowning for one night. With them playing with you, they are taken away from under the gaze of the Ring Leader and spares from whatever plans be may have for them.
The Illusionist: You are plagued by the voices of past performers, their cries ringing in your mind with each flap of their mechanical wing. They cry for you to save them and release them from this place, and now you finally have the courage to do so. Each night you may chose one player and cloak them with her cape as if performing a disappearing trick. If your volunteer is indeed dead, they will disappear and be free. If they are alive however, they will remain and the trick will have failed.
The Tightrope Walker: Suspended high above the ground, you have been placed to walk at dizzy heights since the moment you were trapped here. No matter how much you may fear the height, you are forced to walk the rope and peer down at the people below. One good thing has come from this however, and you plan to use it to end this madness once and for all. You are able to watch the people below and decipher if they are Innocent or Mafia.
The Freak: When you were trapped within these walls, you were changed into a grotesque monster for the amusement of those that come to watch the show. You have no love for either side, seeing them all cringe at your appearance and mocking from the Ring Leader. You wish for it all to end, to have your life either be changed back to that of a average person or to feel the sweet release of death during the night. But your pride and hope prevents you from dying the night time you are attacks during the night, your gnarled hide too thick to be pierced by the strongest of curses and blades. You will be spared the first time you are attacked, but you will be vulnerable to death the nights after.
The Knife Thrower: You have been trained to throw knives, and you are good at it. You can nail a apple off of someone's head, missing a vital organ when they are spinning on a wheel and flip them in the air to catch in her teeth. But now is the time to use your skills for the better and cut yourself loose from this place. Three in the game you may use your knife to kill a single player in hopes of hitting the Ring Leader. Hit or miss, you lose a knife.
Ticket Holders: You only came here to watch a show, not be trapped by some crazy guy in a hat. You are part of many that have been trapped and you have no special power other than that of having a large number of the people able to vote to hang one of the other players.
*Note: This will be what you call a backwards Mafia game. Role will be posted if someone is dead but the actual people names will not.
Now now, be calm my friends, we are very professional here. We do now what we are doing. See? You've already started to calm and enjoying the show. You are already under the Carnivals' spell...and you'll stay here until the show is over, won't you.
Yes, yes you will. You have no choice now. You see, you have sign away your lives to us when you bought your ticket. Like all the others in this troop, you'll become a part of our show. We'll take good care of you, trust me, we'll show you all the ropes of the trade and set you on your way to become a star.
Just don't start failing on us or we'll have to...replace you."
The Ring Leader grins from under his hat, a small mechanical bird resting on his shoulder. He lifts a finger and strokes its head, the metal bird cooing and moving like a living creature. Other birds then flutter through the air and rest on the laps of the audience, their pale eyes glowing a warm blue glow as they hop on their legs.
"But don't fret...you won't be completely gone. We can always use more birds. They are our most famous attractions, and you'll have to agree...they are so life like, are they not?"
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Welcome to the Grand Carnival, or what it is known by those trapped within its tent "The Carnival of Madness and Nightmare". You are either a member of this Carnival or just a witness to the show. However role you are in, you are now trapped within these walls and unable to escape unless you can kill the root of all this evil.
ROLES
Ring Leader: You run the show and none can question you. You have run this show since your father had passed it to you, and his father passed it to him and...you get the idea. You have also acquired a heir to your legacy, grooming him for his future post if you are to die, but until then the cane of the Ring Master and the hat still rests with you, with all the power it holds to trap and use these hopeless people as you wish...even if you must put down some of your workers to ensure your Carnival lasts. You could always use more birds anyways.
The Son: You are the Son of the Ring Leader. You may or may not be his blood son but you have been groomed for greatness since you were very young. You find the Carnival to be rather dark and scary, but you know that one day you'll be in control and the darkness won't scare you anymore. Once you Father dies, you will take up the hat and cane to makes sure the show continues.
The Clowns: You are a tortured soul that has been cursed to wear a smile for all of eternity. As much as you want to warn the people that come to see the show, the only sound you can make is a sharp 'Honk'. There is one thing however that you can do to help end this madness. With the curse placed on you, you can chose a person each night to join you in a game of clowning for one night. With them playing with you, they are taken away from under the gaze of the Ring Leader and spares from whatever plans be may have for them.
The Illusionist: You are plagued by the voices of past performers, their cries ringing in your mind with each flap of their mechanical wing. They cry for you to save them and release them from this place, and now you finally have the courage to do so. Each night you may chose one player and cloak them with her cape as if performing a disappearing trick. If your volunteer is indeed dead, they will disappear and be free. If they are alive however, they will remain and the trick will have failed.
The Tightrope Walker: Suspended high above the ground, you have been placed to walk at dizzy heights since the moment you were trapped here. No matter how much you may fear the height, you are forced to walk the rope and peer down at the people below. One good thing has come from this however, and you plan to use it to end this madness once and for all. You are able to watch the people below and decipher if they are Innocent or Mafia.
The Freak: When you were trapped within these walls, you were changed into a grotesque monster for the amusement of those that come to watch the show. You have no love for either side, seeing them all cringe at your appearance and mocking from the Ring Leader. You wish for it all to end, to have your life either be changed back to that of a average person or to feel the sweet release of death during the night. But your pride and hope prevents you from dying the night time you are attacks during the night, your gnarled hide too thick to be pierced by the strongest of curses and blades. You will be spared the first time you are attacked, but you will be vulnerable to death the nights after.
The Knife Thrower: You have been trained to throw knives, and you are good at it. You can nail a apple off of someone's head, missing a vital organ when they are spinning on a wheel and flip them in the air to catch in her teeth. But now is the time to use your skills for the better and cut yourself loose from this place. Three in the game you may use your knife to kill a single player in hopes of hitting the Ring Leader. Hit or miss, you lose a knife.
Ticket Holders: You only came here to watch a show, not be trapped by some crazy guy in a hat. You are part of many that have been trapped and you have no special power other than that of having a large number of the people able to vote to hang one of the other players.
*Note: This will be what you call a backwards Mafia game. Role will be posted if someone is dead but the actual people names will not.
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