Full Moon Werewolf Flood

Amanda weighed her options in her mind. Well, everybody seemed to think that Lilith was the werewolf. And then there were a few who believed it to be Serena. Amanda personally suspected Serena so she said “I vote that Serena is the werewolf!”

ACTION: vote for Serena as the werewolf

Dinah looked around the group, thinking carefully. They all seemed rather suspicious of each other and admittedly that was the aim of the game. It was just like Lilith to not give a straight answer as to who she was and stir the mystery pot a little. But Dinah wasn’t convinced yet that it meant she was guilty of being a were. That being said she wasn’t sure about the other suspect, Serena. It did seem odd, her lack of knowledge about the werewolves. After all, Dinah had a muggle upbringing but she still knew what a werewolf was. 

“I’m not convinced any of you are the were yet. We haven’t had any evidence of anything and I don’t think it’s fair to condemn without evidence.” Dinah spoke slowly, surveying the group for any reactions or tells. A persons reaction could speak wonders. “I’m abstaining from the vote.” 

ACTION: Dinah abstains from the vote

Delilah had kept quiet the entire time, unsure of what to do, she knew and understood the rules, she was just busy thinking about who to vote for and she hadn't thought of a fake job to be, she wasn't the best at thinking ahead. "Umm..I'm with her, we don't exactly have very much information as to who it actually is, I'll abstain too." 

She didn't actually know who the girl was, but she was correct in Delilahs mind, everybody was accusing eachother and there wasn't anything to say other than suspicions.

ACTION: Abstain

Alex looks thoughtful for a moment, carefully deliberating who he should vote, then he shrugged and decided that even if he was unjustly wrong Serena was the most suspicious person in his eyes. and if there was only one fewer villager remaining it wasn't that big a deal though if she was a werewolf it could be quite beneficial.

And as such Alexander decided to vote

"I think we should first execute Serena and the day after that Lilith. All in all, I say off with her head"

Then he said in a qutie voice towards Serena"Sorry, it's just business"

Action: Alexander votes for Serena Towers as the werewolf

Serena thought about what the boy said and then questioned, "A werewolf carefully picking up mail with his claws and not damaging it? Yeah, that doesn't sound sane..." She replied with a shrug, not understanding his logic. The villagers would notice the damaged mail, for sure! Besides... weren't werewolves not in control of their mind during their transformation? Wasn't that why they were dangerous? They had no friends. They were considered a beast, not a human, for a reason.

"Wow, I look like I lie?" Serena muttered to herself, as a lot of people suddenly thought she was the werewolf. People clearly thought she was worse than she was! She paused in thought as people started voting. She should too. But quite truthfully, she was not sure who to vote for. There was someone she suspected. Their name hadn't been said. Not a single person had said the name of the one she was suspicious about. They said two names: hers and Lilith. 

The Hufflepuff thought about what Lilith said. She had claimed to be the werewolf. It made her look innocent. Perhaps that was her game plan though. No one suspected someone who was outwardly claiming to be a werewolf. But she did not know enough to say. Serena tossed between abstaining and making a vote. Abstaining was the safer way. You can't get an innocent person out that way. But it was almost night time. If they didn't vote the werewolf out, someone might die.

Ah this game was definitely too hard. She laughed softly as people apologised for voting her out, shaking her head. It was not something she would get upset by. The game required lies and deceit. Neither of those things were something Serena did and she was sure as heck not going to start today. Lying or being deceitful was not something she would do. To abstain or vote? That was the question...

Ip dip doo, the cat's got the flu, the dog's got the chickenpox so out goes you.

As she tossed between abstaining and voting, Serena mentally sang ip dip doo in her head to help her decide. Her decision was now a matter of luck... She did not want to vote an innocent person out but of the two suspects, that was her only choice... The one she suspected was oddly safe right now, there was no point in voting for them... "Since I know it's not me... I guess I'll... I'll vote for Lilith too. I think it's a double bluff," Serena decided, placing her vote for the other girl.

Serena votes for Lilith as werewolf.

The votes are in:

• Serena Towers x4
• Lilith Westlocke x4

 Nobody dies!

There was a small chance that they would kill the were, but there was a 100% chance that tonight unless the wolf slumbered that an innocent villager would die. Some were not willing to bloody their hands, despite knowing that someone was going to die tonight. The rest of the 'villagers' seemed divided and they could not make a final decision. So none would be sent to the gallows on this night.

No innocents would die.

No weres would die.

Solomon would wait for the full sixty'ish seconds and then draw his wand. "Night falls and the were lives still!" Solomon proclaimed. His wand still drawn as he cast another charm and the setting became as dark as tar. "And darkness is upon you." Solomon would await the were's target, the Seer's vision and the potion master's patient. A death cry would likely break the peace of this 'night' soon enough.

It is dark.
You killed nobody as there was no majority, you need the will to make those hard choices!
Feel free to RP being left in the dark.
Weres, send me your vote if you have not already. Remember to do this in my owl box or DM box. 
Seer, tell me your target if you have not already. Remember to do this in my owl box or DM box.
Potion Master, tell me who you are going to save. Remember to do this in my owl box or DM box.
You have 2 days to vote. Otherwise your chance to vote will be lost!

Nobody was voted out. Serena blinked, as the votes came to a draw. She was convinced someone would say her name and she'd be dead. She looked over at Lilith for a moment. The other girl was also safe, it seemed. Was she the werewolf? The were still lived, after all. Serena looked around the circle. Amongst them was at least one werewolf, potions master, a seer and potentially a minion. There was no way of knowing how many werewolves or if there were minions too... But there could have been.

She looked at a few other the people who didn't vote. Why didn't they vote? Some people chose to abstain from lack of information. She understood that, she considered that herself. But a few people made no comments at all. Looking at Dorothy who had previously spoken but not voted, she paused. The girl had said she was not one to be crossed. Was it just a bluff or did it mean something else? 

If the werewolf still lived, did that mean one of them would be killed off now? Or perhaps turned? Would the Potions Master be able to save them? How were they going to work out who the target was... There was no way of knowing... "Why are you one that we shouldn't cross?" Serena asked Dorothy, figuring she may as well use this opportunity to ask one of the questions in her head. She wanted to see what her answer would be, though she doubted they would get a straight answer.

When Professor Lear announced night was over, Lucy immediately rested her forearms on her knees and put her head down to "sleep." Her ears strained to pick up rustling or other movement that would help her identify who the other students were. It would be helpful to overhear movement as the werewolf, seer, and potion master picked random people.

After what seemed an eternity, she cracked open an eye so that she could see the ground. There was no movement in her narrow line of vision. Was this a prank? Had everyone left? Was this the real goal of the game - pick an unsuspecting victim and tiptoe away in the night to see how long they'd wait for an announcement for morning that would never come? Or was the werewolf - werewolves? - being super indecisive?

She let out an audible huff, closing her eyes and shifting her position to an actual laying position, propping her head on her hands with her eyes firmly closed. The temptation to make a snarky remark was drowned out by her unwillingness to seem impatient in front of her peers. However, she couldn't resist "snoring" dramatically, with an incredibly deep guttural inhale and an over-exaggerated "woowoowoowooo" exhale. If she hadn't caught anyone moving around by now, she wasn't going to. Might as well have a little fun while waiting.

OC: Sorry for the delay, the process behind my last public announcement took up my free time these past few days.

IC:

The wolf/wolves would pick their target. Such an unfortunate target: Alexander Varellion. For whatever reason he just looked like he would taste good. Such terrible fiends these werewolves are, taking such a gentle, innocent boy in his prime. 

"Rictusempra"

Solomon announced in a cold, unfeeling tone or at least he tried. He laughed a bit, there was something about laughter being contagious. He would not be saved, not by the potion master and not by fortune. His laughter would erupt a moment before the darkness faded away. The sun was bright, it felt brighter than before, it always does the day after tragedy. 

"Indeed today is a mournful day good citizens," Solomon proclaimed with poorly feigned sympathies. "Alexander is dead," well he was laughing but he was not doing much talking at the very least. "Meaning that one of you is a werewolf still," Solomon grinned. "Day has come, are you going to let the werewolf live yet another day?"

The odds were not favorable regarding their chances of picking the were, so innocent blood might be on their hands but when night falls another innocent will die! They know for certain one thing: Alex was an innocent. 

It is daytime again. Convince each other you are... or are not the were. Good luck, god-speed.

Serena blinked as the morning happened and someone died. A boy was made target to Lear's tickling charm. She blinked some more. Not quite expecting the Professor to cast spells on someone but it made the game a little more real! Oof. She frowned as he continued to speak. Morning had come and the boy, who he called 'Alexander' was made victim to the werewolf's bite. Frowning, Serena could not help but wander what the Potions Master or Seer were doing! Why wasn't anyone helping him? Did they even try? It was hard to tell...

The werewolf was still alive. Dorothy had not replied to her question and Lilith had not been voted out. Was it Lilith? Did she attack the boy? Or was it perhaps someone else. Her eyes scanned the room. Everyone was oddly quiet. It was kind of hard to judge who was doing this when no one said a word... But she had nothing to say either. No one else had spoken. She had asked some questions and was waiting for a reply. Hopefully someone else would pipe up soon too.