<Friday|sleepy> Ok, this is it.
<Friday|sleepy> I need your night actions.
* Shana bites her teeth, and prays for no Fog Machine/Dampening Field (whichever one would cancel her bane) or Thief's Glove
<Shana> Night Action of the Vampire Crew: I bane myself, and dig up Brentai's grave, securing the Voting Box and the Intercepter.
<Friday|sleepy> k
<Shana> After that, I nightkill: Nobody.
<Friday|sleepy> k
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<Friday|sleepy> Alright, I need your night actions.
<Envy> I need to know can I use thiefs glove and do a night kill or
<Friday|sleepy> yeah.
<Friday|sleepy> you can do both.
<Envy> Thiefs Glove Lyrai and attempt to kill.
<Friday|sleepy> k
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Lyrai and Envy meet in the center of Midgar. The many voices of its people have gone silent.
The many corpses of its people hang like flags and streamers from every street corner.
Many of them having been put there but Lyrai and Envy alike. But this isn't about them, anymore.
This is about Vampire. Versus. Werewolf.
Lyrai smiles. "Hello, Envy. It seems that wolves go first during the night. And it seems I've got my wolfsbane preventing you from hurting me. AND it seems I've got a little supersonic canine projectile. AND IT SEEMS YOU ARE FUCKED, MY CANINE FRIEND."
Envy wordlessly hurls himself at Lyrai, shattering her protection permanently, but leaving her unharmed.
Lyrai waits confidently. Her eyes roam the horizon, watching for Interceptor.
Envy smiles and holds up his Thief's Glove and Interceptor.
Lyrai's smile vanishes as Envy hurls himself at her once more, tearing into her soft, vampire flesh. Her screams are like music to his ears.
Finally he stands triumphant, alone, over her mutilated body, the blood streaming from his maw and claws.
He throws back his head.
"ENVY WAS RUBY WEAPON," he bellows.
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WEREWOLF VICTORY
Winners:
Smiler
Newbie
Zach
Envy
Constantine
ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED!
Envy: Last Man Standing: Be the last "man" standing. [1/1]