Don't feel great about but my gut says it's not Kroos, so Vote: Reginald

Reginald Fikwerther (12) - Not Shane, Zalsarona, Derek, Ranger, Jessica, Ace Ventura, Partitio, Cascabela, McJango, Akira, North Star, Lynne
Kroos (1) - Roland
Akira Kogami (1) - Reginald

Momoyo Himemushi
And so you've killed Reginald Fikwerther. He really did nothing wrong. He made the outhouses for you, and this is how you repay him! But then again, he did blow up the new one, so perhaps he's just being held responsible for that! Ahahahaha!

Hollywood Bowl
Hey, don't look at me. I wasn't even near that party.

Agent Evangeline
Not that it entirely excuses us, I don't think. I do wish I could have done more to identify the killer.

Honoka Kosakatua
Well... oops? Maybe I should have pressured her a little more. Aheh.

Momoyo Himemushi
Now then. If you'll please get out of my way... I'll finish the job that you all told me to start!

There's only that word of warning as the massive centipede begins to bestir herself from the rocks and move towards Silver Junction. Big enough to fill a street while barely avoiding the buildings, Momoyo charges forward as people throw themselves to the side or into the buildings, rampaging down the street between the Orange/Yellow pair and the Red Building. Of course, she has her eyes set on one man - Reginald Fikwerther. But he's ready to act. Ready to move on the fly and take care of her with his true great skill. His ability to set traps, coming from years living in the mountains and hunting for game.

Quickly, as Momoyo approaches him, he hurls one of his cameras at her. It goes off with a bright flash, temporarily blinding her compound eyes as he hurls himself into the Saloon, grabbing a lantern and a couple bottles. He swings out of the window and pitches it at the mighty centipede, though since it's just a fake candle there's no explosion of flame. Still, it's enough to irritate her, and she sticks a leg through the window, flicking him across the room. She can't move any closer without damaging the building, through, and she's not going to do anything that'd upset the balance of the game.

Reginald knows that he can't just stay in the Saloon forever, though. Grabbing the Stable hose, he leaps out towards the Water Tower, barely approaching it before she can lunge down and just crush him. He hooks it up to the hose, and as Momoyo turns, he aims it upwards, turning it to max and spraying her down. That's enough for him to rip out one of his camera's sensors and jam it together with the camera in a much different way, rewiring it on the fly to be a trap. Momoyo recovers and begins to lunge, only for Reginald to throw the camera sensor to hit the soaked centipede, zapping Momoyo. She reels, looking stunned, as Reginald decides to retreat as far as he can to think and plan.

With his materials for traps, Reginald runs across the map, all the way to the crater of the original outhouse. The one that he created. He leaps in, riding to the bottom, and starts to build something, only to look up and see two women standing on the edge of the crater. Akira Kogami and Cascabela, both smiling pleasantly enough.

Then Akira's smile turns malicious and gleeful as she holds up a bottle of lighter fluid, and Cascabela blows him a kiss as she flicks on a lighter. They throw together.

By the time Momoyo's recovered, the fire's burnt out, and she just waves several legs in appreciation as she returns to her mountaintop rest.

@Reginald Fikwerther has been executed!

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You are the Ultimate Trapper, having made a long career out of exploring the wilds and catching their creatures. Thanks to that, you've developed a sixth sense about traps, especially your traps. You will always be notified during your results of exactly when a trap you set goes off, just by your feeling about it... and as for the traps of others, you will automatically dismantle any trap you directly encounter. Knowing how it all works is the greatest defense! Additionally, because of how long you've had to spend out in the cold, the rain, the sun, the heat, you've grown used to working under any conditions. You will be unaffected by any negative weather conditions during the game.

Forbidden Action: You have too much pride to let people write off traps entirely, and that means making it clear there WAS a trap here. All traps you make must leave some form of evidence behind.

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With the growing chaos and mystery in Silver Junction, the voices of the restless dead speak. You may choose from one of five wraith pleas, to bring them back for Night 5.

Plea 1: "Rock and stone! Rock and stone!"

Plea 2: "Silver Junction's best Incident resolver reporting in~☆!"

Plea 3: "Let me try to help you guys one more night"

Plea 4: [ALERT] Supreme Honkifex 🤡 requesting status update on Agent M

Plea 5: "I'll help you kill North Star"

Wraith voting will close in 24 hours, at the opening of Night 5.

Bud like rock, and stone. Bud vote one.

I want more Mizzlebip lore. Plea 4

plea two? i like the stars

Eh? Another one wrong? I knew it wasn't that Reginald guy, but I guess I owe Kroos an apology, huh? Well, whatever the case, guess it coulda' went worse.

The guy wanted to die, right? Can't blame anyone involved then. Saved my life, either way.



Suppose I'll vote for Wraith 4 though. With talk like that, seems like they've got the discipline to survive the night, if nothing else.

Plea 4 sounds good...

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Y-You know, I hate to ask this after everything. Especially considering the circumstances.

...March 3rd is my birthday. So... um... if it's okay... could we have another party? One without any decorations... that's fine.
Just... while I'm still here. I-I'm sorry... I feel like it's my fault we didn't get it right, so I understand if you don't want to.


But... it felt good to fight for Neil. I-Instead of... killing, I mean. Thank you for putting up with me...

This post was last modified: Mar 3, 2025 at 10:11 AM by Derek Stiles.

I'd party with you but Hifumi stuffed chewing tobacco in my party favors or something.

Wraith 4

Vote: Plea 4

Neil... I... Nah, nevermind all that. You just know that whatever was stirrin' in you, it don't change a thing 'tween us. We'll bag this Edwards feller and get this town righted, and when all's said and done, your memory ain't goin' nowhere. I'll make sure you live on in one form or another, you wait and see.

Much as I wish it otherwise, the work don't stop comin' just 'cause some grey skies rolled in...Hoouh... Wraith 4'll do, I s'pose.

Unvote Reginald

Vote Plea 4

Voice 1 sounds like hjenga houtta with large, bushy, magnificient beard. I wish to see how big it is.



Do not look at me! My interest is only professional!

I need to check if hair nets in the kitchen are able to accommodate!

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Send in the clown, I say! Vote: Plea 4

##VOTE: Plea 4 Mizzyblizzy!!

vote: 4
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You have chosen to return Plea 4 to the game for one night.

...May I still know what the size of beard was?