night two; hunters

[gamehead]

Once again, as everyone remains locked inside with a raging blizzard outside, you awake at 11 PM precisely to find the door from your cabin open.

Outside, despite the sounds of a blizzard and the whiteout blocking the views from your window, the world is still and calm. The ground and trees are blanketed in thick snow, but no snow is falling and the wind is no longer blowing.

Unlike the previous night, this night you know what awaits you in the clearing behind the woods, near the caves at the base of the mountain. Still, even if you thought to resist, you are unable to disobey the call that brings you to where your fellow hunters gather.

Several of the trees nearby have long pieces of parchment nailed to them. In case you'd somehow forgotten, the rules you are bound by are nailed there:

You are a hunter. Your role is to devour prey.

→ In this game, there are hunters, prey, and scavengers. Everyone here is a hunter, and everyone else is either prey or scavenger.
→ Every night, the hunters will meet and pick someone to kill. Then, a few lucky hunters will get to kill the prey themselves!
→ The next day, everyone will get together. The prey will try to find out who the hunters are!
→ At the end of the day, there will be a trial, and one player will be chosen. Whoever is chosen will be executed!
→ The hunters will win if they outnumber the other players or kill all of the prey!
→ Be careful and be smart! Don't let the prey know who you are, and try to make other prey look suspicious! Remember that some prey is dangerous to you. They might have special abilities that will help them find out who you are!
→ Always keep in mind the scavengers, too. Some of them may just be hunting YOU!

As a hunter, you have particular incentives.

→ In this game, the only ones guaranteed to live are those still standing at the end.
→ If the prey win, all of the hunters will be killed.
→ If the hunters win, the survivors can make a request. If you request all the dead to return to life, all players will leave this place unharmed.
→ The only way to guarantee everyone leaves here alive is for the hunters to kill the prey and win the game!

As hunters, you are sworn to secrecy.

→ You may not tell prey or scavengers about your incentives. You may not hint to anyone about your incentives. You may not try to help them figure it out.
→ If you are found out as a hunter, you may tell prey you were bribed or threatened. You cannot tell them about the special rules or that anyone can come back to life.
→ You may not help prey or scavengers. You may not assist them in any way. You may not attempt to throw the game. You may not reveal your fellow hunters.

→ If a hunter helps the prey or reveals the hunters' incentives, that prey will be killed. There will also be consequences for the hunters.
→ If the betrayal was intentional and serious, at the end of the game, none of the dead will be revived.
→ Otherwise, if there was a betrayal, at the end of the game the dead prey will be revived, but the dead hunters will remain dead.

As a hunter, you had a choice to play.

→ All of you agreed to be here.
→ All of you are bound by these rules.
→ All of you betray your own lives and the lives of the other players if you break them.

OOC: Please read this explanation of how night posts will work.

Comments

[unadorned]

I hate to agree with you, but this is the most logical and least painful way to go about it.

But if I understand the rules correctly, some of our preys have the means to find more things than they should. What if those marked not to kill end up being one of the fortunate ones?

[tsunneverset]

...we'll cross the bridge when we get to it. For now, let's just focus on narrowing down the list of potential targets, since we have nothing else to go on.

[unadorned]

I can't think of anyone I want to "save". It wouldn't do to get attached or sentimental.

[tsunneverset]

That'd be the ideal. Unfortunately, as a country, I don't have that luxury. [guess who doesn't know who he's talking to yet...]

[unadorned]

And because you're a country, it would do better to save yourself first so you could live for the sake of everyone else waiting for you outside.

[tsunneverset]

I have no intention of dying, just of not killing my own people. If I were able to stand by and send innocent citizens of mine to their deaths, I wouldn't deserve to call myself a country in the first place. Anyway, what do you know of being a country?

[unadorned]

I'm only the Kingdom of Prussia, eyebrows [And how she misses saying that to the short English brat, now that she makes the stuffy connection.]

1/2

[tsunneverset]

WHO ARE YOU CALLING EYEBROWS, GIT?!

[tsunneverset]

...Prussia? You've certainly...changed. [just gonna go ahead and stare at her breasts]

[unadorned]

[Yes, they are lovely, if not as big as Spain's or France's...]

Hardly! There can be more than one of us, if not in the same place, apparently. Spain here was able to get it, so should you.

I should have guessed it was you from the start, what with the lack of height, too.

[tsunneverset]

[i'm sorry did you expect him to stop staring any time soon]

Yes, I see, that does seem to be quite a fascinating phenomenon--

[...okay, that makes him jerk his head back up.]

Wh -- excuse you! I happen to be of an extremely respectable height for a male of my age, thank you very much! I can see lack of manners is something the both of you clearly share!

[unadorned]

[She's not even scandalized or sorry]

You're the right height for eye level with my chest, damn right. And here I thought my male self couldn't possibly be nearly as wonderful as myself, but I'm pleasantly surprised now!

[tsunneverset]

Your male self is the pathetic shell of a former country who does absolutely nothing except freeload and lounge around in his brother's basement all day being completely useless to the rest of the world and crying into his beer about how lonely he is. Sorry to disappoint.

[unadorned]

You sound bitter and resentful. I wonder why.

Oh, right, for the lack of a brother to visit, I suppose.

[tsunneverset]

Over Prussia? Don't make me laugh. Why would I be bitter over someone who's not even a country anymore?

[gives her a confused stare] My brothers visit me all the time. If they could visit me less and stop eating all my food and getting shitfaced in all my pubs, that would be a dream come true.

[unadorned]

Oh, do forgive me, being behind the time and all! [she doesn't sound sincere at all] The last I've heard of America was when I was over, teaching the cute little thing my military tactics.

No matter. We'll have to work really hard to keep the important ones alive. Together.

[tsunneverset]

Don't call America cute! He isn't cute at all! And only I get to call him that! And wait, are you saying that on top of being from a completely different universe, you're also from a completely different era? Ugh, this is going to give me a headache soon.

Right. Working together. That may just be the hardest part of all.

[unadorned]

I will call America cute if it pleases me! She's nowhere as adorable as my darling, precious little sister, but she's damn cute!

I suppose you will have to live with it if we want to live at all.

[tsunneverset]

...how big are her breasts.

Are they bigger than mine?

[unadorned]

England, as much as it hurts to say this [no, it doesn't hurt at all] You're flat as a board.

[tsunneverset]

[wow do you hear that sound it is the sound of dying dreams and crushed hopes]









But I'm cute, right?

[unadorned]

[what did you expect no really what did you expect]

Eh, in that china doll way, I guess. But it's really sad. Even Austria has bigger boobs. You can't go lower than that.

[tsunneverset]

It's not my fault I don't have any spectacular mountain regions! I'm cuter than France though, right? Tell me I'm cuter than France.

[unadorned]

You have such low standards. [not that she would ever admit to France being anything close to appealing ew]

[tsunneverset]

I am well aware that France is the lowest standard that has and will ever exist, now answer the bloody question.