This post contains up to 14 clues.Moments before Dawn: Day 0Clutching his left arm, Aristocrat fled for his life. He did not know what he was fleeing from, but his severely mangled limb told him that it was someone - or some
thing - extremely dangerous. The bleeding had mostly stopped, but the excruciating pain made Aristocrat wince as he kept running forwards in the dark, aware that he would most likely fail to escape with his life.
Aristocrat knew that he was running into a dead end; the hall only extended so long forwards. He would need to either ascend the steps onto the deck where safe hiding locations are all but absent, or tumble downwards into the labyrinth-like cargo hull and risk being impaled by the abundance of meat hooks and broken shards of wood scattered across the entrance of the chamber. With his mind clouded by powerful, overwhelming panic, Aristocrat made the extremely poor decision to descend into the cargo hull. Much to his dismay, Aristocrat was only able to run a total of two steps before inevitably tripping over a crate, causing an adjacent shelf to collapse onto the right side of his body and impaling his right arm in the process.
Aristocrat cried out for help before realizing that he had just given away his location to the predator. The sound of footsteps steadily approached him, and Aristocrat shook with fear as the sounds drew near. Aristocrat panicked and attempted to reach for an object to throw at the intruder, only to realize that none of his limbs could move.
The anonymous figure stopped short of Aristocrat's collapsed figure. Unhesitatingly, he drew his dual swords and held their blades only an inch from Aristocrat's neck. He exclaimed, "I'm Lotus!", and in a swift motion decapitated Aristocrat with two simultaneous slashes. The figure released a bloodcurdling wail before screaming out, "Oh my God! I, Lotus, am definitely attacking someone!"
Even though no one was listening, the figure appeared unsatisfied with his remarks. He yelled out once more, "And my name is Lotus!", only to hear the sound echo twice within the chamber before it faded into the dead silence of twilight. Realizing that there were no witnesses to his crime, he angrily sheathed his weapons and departed the scene as the pool of blood continued to expand and soak into the wooden flooring.
Tsunrise: Day 0"What be the meanin' o' this?!" Captain
Riney exclaimed, infuriated by the scene presented to him only moments ago by a shocked carpenter, who had discovered the body of
Aristocrat when he went into the hull to retrieve some tar. The crew lowered their heads as they mumbled amidst themselves, unsure of what to say. Unamused by this disrespectful display, the captain screamed out, "Belay the rabble, ye bilge rats! Do ye all think i' be funny when I find me best mate murder'd? I be thirstin' fer the scallywag's blood who kill'd him! Hark to me words, now: there be traitors amon'st us: an' I'd try the cat o' nine tails on ye worthless hide! Ye blaggards best learn ye place and 'fess up: who be the scoundrel responsible fer bringin' death on me ship?"
If any of the crewmembers knew the answer, they did not show it. But the men looked amongst themselves and nodded to each other before looking back at the captain, who was expectant of a response.
Dereset: Day 0The motionless body of
Norm hung from the bow of the ship as the result of an unanimous vote by the ship members, his limbs hanging like those of a rag doll. While no one had suspected him of any wrongdoing, every crewmember felt the urge to vote for Norm's lynching. A mysterious voice in their heads had vaguely informed them of a mafia; apparently, number 5, and Norm evidently had something to do with it. Mafias be bad, evil things, aye? With that connection made, the crew erroneously concluded that Norm was their best guess for the traitorous scum, thus thinning their dwindling numbers by one as the true perpetrators prepared for yet another night of bloodshed.
Night 1 has begun! Please send in all your night actions before 11:59 AM EST, December 29, 2010!
Post has been edited 1 time(s), last time on Dec 28 2010, 1:56 am by Aristocrat. Reason: flailing -> hanging
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