Scioly Assassination 166.5: Tread Upon Township

[LittleMissNyan]

All is still, the village slumbers;
soft, the moonless night's embrace.
Drowsiness muddles the mind;
dreams and reality misplaced.
What might arise from blurry lines
between what should or shouldn't be?
Shadows creep across the sheets;
a child sleeps so fitfully...

This is a side game while waiting for 166 to resume, as per here. Contact RZ2004 (Rooni) or LittleMissNyan with any questions :​D
1) Anyone can protect, but only a maximum of 3 protects per clue will be accepted. Anyone can also accuse (as long as accusations are available), but the accusation requires another person to support it in order for it to count. A person can accuse or support on the same clue they protect, but only one of each category per clue.
2) The Mini-Assassinator will post clues on the Scioly.org forums which point to their next victim. Each clue will last either 72 hours, after which the Mini-Assassinator will kill. Kills may come earlier if all protects are given before 72 hours. Clues may be linked to on the Discord game thread, but must not originate from there.
3) Do not privately message the Assassinator Discord and forums accounts regarding this game, as the Mini-Assassinator will not have access to them. Posts and messages from the Mini-Assassinator will be channelled through RZ2004 and LittleMissNyan. Forums posts made on the Mini-Assassinator's behalf will be encircled in quote tags ( [​quote] [​/quote] ), while Discord messages will be contained in block quotes (Markdown formatting initiated by a ">" at the start of the message)
3.5) Rooni is under no circumstances obligated to change her profile picture; LittleMissNyan's brain literally just went "hey what if we completely ignored our tech center schoolwork and redrew our pfp to be spooky ooh wouldn't that be cool". At some point LittleMissNyan does intend to redraw her actual profile picture to be her own art and not edited off of DeviantArt, but right this moment she should probably be more worried about the aforementioned schoolwork.
3.75) Huh, Rooni's doing it anyway. Yippee :​D
4) Any events (deaths, incorrect accusations, etc.) in this side game will not affect anything concerning the game mechanics of the full Scioly Assassination 166 game. Lore canonicity is entirely dependent on what Assassinator 166 decides to adopt.
5) Once "killed" a user may not assist with any clues nor post about the identity of the assassinator. A mild bit of trolling is acceptable, as long as no personal boundaries are crossed.
6) The Mini-Assassinator may continue to post with their true account, and may provide hints there.
7) Protecting someone from a kill clue uses the following template: "I protect [name] because [reasoning]." This reasoning must be in its entirety, eg. no "I protect because of the discussion on Discord". Post this message in the forums thread only; protects given on Discord will be disregarded.
8) The game starts with 1 accusation available. An additional accusation will be earned from each correct protection. Accusations can be used by anyone, as long as someone else supports the accuse. Incorrectly accused people are not killed, so they may still participate in clue solving.
9) Accusing someone of being the Mini-Assassinator uses the following template: "I accuse [name] because [reasoning]." Supporting an accusation uses the template "I support [name]'s accusation of [name] because [agreement/reasoning]." Reasonings must be in their entirety, eg. no "I accuse because of the conversation on Discord". Post these messages in the forums thread only; accusations on Discord will be disregarded.
10) If the Assassinator does not reply with a clue in 48 hours after their last clue expires, AND the maximum of 3 protects have been made, 2 accusations will be made available. These do not expire.
11) The game will end either on December 23rd 2023, once the number of kills and incorrect accusations combined reaches 5, or when the Mini-Assassinator is correctly accused. The Mini-Assassinator will win if the 5 kills/incorrect accuses are made, the players will win if they correctly accuse, and the game will end in a tie if the clock runs out.
12) The Mini-Assassinator reserves the right to modify these rules as they deem necessary.

[LittleMissNyan]

As you regain consciousness, you realize you're trapped in the enchanting realm of Township. The squirrel clutching an acorn beneath the tree, the farmer tending to his pumpkins, the eerie cowbells echoing through the air, and the creepy cow staring into your soul all come into focus. Surrounding you are fellow players engrossed in Scioly Assassination 166.5, in a large hypothetical co-op in which y'all participate. As you race to develop your towns in the hopes of joining a real co-op, a cry of misery pierces the air. "Who's the target of this sassy assassin?" your friend inquires, exhibiting their detective skills. As you begin examining each other's towns, a text message arrives from a member of your group, expressing perplexity about the peculiar scream they saw. hfiidc ok

[Piplup7575]

[RZ2004]

The peaceful harmony of the township shattered. A gasp of shock rippled through the players as Aeee, their once lively character, lay motionless on the digital ground. The playful squirrel was nowhere to be seen, its abandoned acorn a stark reminder of the sudden tragedy. The farmer, his pumpkin basket still brimming with harvest, was gone too. The eerie cowbells clanged, a mournful dirge for the fallen user. The air crackled with tension, the once joyous game now shrouded in a chilling reality. The players exchanged anxious glances, their virtual towns, once havens of happiness, suddenly feeling cold and unsafe. The question hung heavy in the air: who among them was the cunning assassin, and who would be their next victim?

[RZ2004]

In the exciting game, your friends have built unique towns, one of which is just "a town" (level 7). As you engage in a challenging mini-game (to win in the “It’s on! Create Rainbow Balls by matching 5-in-a-row” live event), your actions trigger a stunning explosion of colors and effects, dynamite and rockets going off, emitting a cloud of soot-colored smoke. Just as the level concludes, a mysterious creature appears from the dark Candy Crush bushes, a sassy of prey, and you know who you are the next target. Tiffany doesn’t understand the monster’s motives, but he only knows that he’s an Assassin and he’s the target, and that the sassy wants to raise his blood pressure to 182. “I’m just a baby,” she thinks, as she tries to make a run for it. The clock is ticking. Can Tiffany escape the clutches of the mischievous creature and its sugary trap, or will she fall victim to its candy-fueled illness? Maybe create a program? Or an escape route?

[LittleMissNyan]

overly convoluted laptop drive migration is now done, I can run the archive again! Discord thread archive as of 12/14/23 6:42 am EST

[RZ2004]

Tiffany's heart hammered against her ribs as the monster emerged from the shadows, its eyes glinting with mischief. She knew she had to act fast. A surge of adrenaline coursed through her veins as he desperately searched for an escape route.

Spotting a rickety candy cane bridge spanning a chasm of swirling licorice, Tiffany knew it was her only chance. With a burst of speed, she darted towards the precarious structure, dodging past the monster's playful swipes.

The bridge creaked and groaned under her weight, threatening to collapse at any moment. But Tiffany pressed on, fear and determination battling for dominance within her.

As she reached the halfway point, the monster unleashed a barrage of candy-coated projectiles, showering her with gummy bears and jellybeans. The bridge lurched violently, and Tiffany cried out in fear.

Suddenly, with a deafening crack, one of the bridge supports snapped. The structure tilted precariously, throwing Tiffany off balance. She tumbled through the air, landing with a thud in the swirling abyss of licorice below.

The monster stood above, its face contorted in a mischievous grin. It raised a candy-coated claw, its sugary scent filling Tiffany's nostrils. In that moment, she knew her time had come.

But as the monster prepared to deliver the final blow, a brilliant flash of light erupted from the chasm. A wave of energy surged through the air, sending the monster reeling back in surprise.

Tiffany looked up to see a figure emerging from the licorice, its form shimmering with an otherworldly glow. In its hand, it held a staff that crackled with power.

"Who dares disturb the peace of Candy Crush Kingdom?" the figure boomed, its voice echoing through the air.

The monster, momentarily stunned, stammered, "I... I was just playing a game..."
The figure's eyes narrowed. "Playing a game that could have had serious consequences," it said sternly. "You are hereby banished from this realm!"

With a flick of its wrist, the figure unleashed a powerful blast of energy, knocking away the monster and Tiffany too. The creature let out a terrified shriek as it, along with the victim, was transported to another dimension, never to be seen again.

Piplup7575 is dead.

Clue 3 to be posted soon.

[LittleMissNyan]

Saddened at the new death, you all decide to go to the tropical islands for a vacation. You get on your ship which floats its way to Frutus Isle, a 2 hour journey. Well, 4 hours to the island and back, divided by 2 which is 2. You all think of the tropical beach, the peaches, melons, and plums, relaxing despite there being no jacuzzi, and waiting for the rest of the country to get here.

Unexpectedly, you get a phone call from (248) 334 5508 (not 7272 4659). Could it be the next assassin? Check your health first to make sure it’s alright, especially due to the environment in which we lived.

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[RZ2004]

The ringing phone startles you, a jarring intrusion into the quiet hum of the engine. The unfamiliar number sends a knot of dread tightening in your stomach. Could it be another assassin, hot on your trail even in this supposed paradise?

Your hand trembles as you reach for the phone, your pulse hammering against your ribs. Taking a deep breath, you press the answer button, bracing yourself for whatever awaits.

A distorted voice crackles through the receiver, the words barely discernible through the static (call +1 248-334-5508 to hear the audio).

The embarrassment flows in, your blood runs cold as the implications sink in. The island, once a beacon of hope, now feels like a trap. The phone slips from your numb fingers, clattering to the deck.

Panic claws at your throat. You scan the faces of your companions, searching for any hint of recognition, any sign of betrayal. But they too wear masks of confusion and fear, their expressions mirroring your own.

Suddenly, the ship shudders violently. A loud groan tears through the air, followed by a sickening crack. You stumble and fall out of the ship as the deck tilts beneath your feet, the sun momentarily blotted out by a towering wave.

Chaos erupts. Screams pierce the air as they realize Kalimantan28 is now dead. Looking back at Kalimantan28’s phone, which is still on the ship, a text message says, “Clue 4 coming soon. Please be eager to participate or a government drone may come to spy on (or even worse, target) you.”

[treesdea]

The ringing phone startles you, a jarring intrusion into the quiet hum of the engine. The unfamiliar number sends a knot of dread tightening in your stomach. Could it be another assassin, hot on your trail even in this supposed paradise?

Your hand trembles as you reach for the phone, your pulse hammering against your ribs. Taking a deep breath, you press the answer button, bracing yourself for whatever awaits.

A distorted voice crackles through the receiver, the words barely discernible through the static (call 248-334-5508 to hear the audio).

The embarrassment flows in, your blood runs cold as the implications sink in. The island, once a beacon of hope, now feels like a trap. The phone slips from your numb fingers, clattering to the deck.

Panic claws at your throat. You scan the faces of your companions, searching for any hint of recognition, any sign of betrayal. But they too wear masks of confusion and fear, their expressions mirroring your own.

Suddenly, the ship shudders violently. A loud groan tears through the air, followed by a sickening crack. You stumble and fall out of the ship as the deck tilts beneath your feet, the sun momentarily blotted out by a towering wave.

Chaos erupts. Screams pierce the air as they realize Kalimantan28 is now dead. Looking back at Kalimantan28’s phone, which is still on the ship, a text message says, “Clue 4 coming soon. Please be eager to participate or a government drone may come to spy on (or even worse, target) you.”

The Mini-Sassy has stated that the audio can be received by calling, specifically, 1 (248) 434-5508/1 248-434-5508