01-13-2020, 11:23 PM
The moon made no home out of the sky tonight. No light emanated from the town, and the stars were draped in a stygian blanket of cloud. Needless to say, it was dark as fuck out; a perfect night for a mask vigil.
The rules were addressed earlier on in the day. Everyone that doesn't have a mask, they get a cloth. Once the cloth is tied securely around their midsections, the unmasked will make for the graveyard. If a participant makes it through the night with the cloth still fastened to their waist, they get to choose a mask. However, if that isn't the case and a participant loses their cloth, they don't get a mask. Those with masks are the hunters, and must rid as many participants of their cloths as they can by any means necessary - barring straight up murder or assault in a sexual sense, of course.
Those with masks were to stalk the cemetery until all participants entered. Leroy, wearing his balaclava, took the forefront and would give the go-ahead for the initial attack when the time was right. Those without masks greatly outnumbered the individuals with them, so the general didn't predict to take many cloth sashes tonight. But oh well, he'd legally get to beat someone up, and that was always fun.
The rules were addressed earlier on in the day. Everyone that doesn't have a mask, they get a cloth. Once the cloth is tied securely around their midsections, the unmasked will make for the graveyard. If a participant makes it through the night with the cloth still fastened to their waist, they get to choose a mask. However, if that isn't the case and a participant loses their cloth, they don't get a mask. Those with masks are the hunters, and must rid as many participants of their cloths as they can by any means necessary - barring straight up murder or assault in a sexual sense, of course.
Those with masks were to stalk the cemetery until all participants entered. Leroy, wearing his balaclava, took the forefront and would give the go-ahead for the initial attack when the time was right. Those without masks greatly outnumbered the individuals with them, so the general didn't predict to take many cloth sashes tonight. But oh well, he'd legally get to beat someone up, and that was always fun.