Queen Twizzler's Royal Disaster [Ask if you want to join]

[Wind]

You people should have known better than try and attack me... anyway I'm not into the Hocus Pocus anymore. You'll notice there's no Evil mage anymore, huh? Anyway I already solved everything. Look here.

I suspect Anubis of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect Fizzy of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect -Ducky- of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect Laq of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect Maniac of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect Trinity of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect Syrill of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect Stephanie of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect DM was on fire! of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect Wind of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect Twizzler of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer
I suspect o_0 of being the red mask/explosives expert/framer

And never, ever try to stop me from eating.

[Syrill]

I needed to bring some extra roles into this so that's why they came back...from now on though, people are going to stay dead

As everybody tries to find the new o_0, they don't encounter him at all except for this giant piece of paper posted on his door.

It reads:

Herkas the Possessor of Duplicating Mirror [Now o_0]
Side: What do you think?

Suit Color: White (yes, so white it blinds people)
Blood Type: B
Eye Color: Red (yes, freaky, isn’t it?)
Hair Color: Red (to match your bloodshot eyes )
Familiar Object: Duplicating Mirror (What else?)
Accessory: Silver Ring

1. Each night, you can copy either yourself or somebody else. This means you’re creating a duplicate to be killed instead of the real person. The duplicate has the same power as the original so in fact, you’re doubling their role as well. Do this by sending me a pm: Duplicate: (insert username here). Careful, you wouldn’t want the innocents multiplying as it also doubles their roles…
2. Your mirror is always with you so the thief cannot steal it.
3. Each time you successfully duplicate somebody, you duplicate yourself at the same time.

[Stephanie]

Im getting confused, i keep getting new roles.

[Fizzy]

So is o_0 a baddie again?

[-Ducky-]

no, o_0 got my previous role ( )

he's good, trust me

[Syrill]

Well, I made too many roles that I liked so people that die might come back as somebody else...

Night has come...sorta

Wind walks around pondering whether or not to eat papayas or not. The other guests trickle into the dining room, stare at the pacing Wind and sit down at the dining table. They are just about to start dinner and continue staring at Wind when they hear a gigantic explosion. Queen Twizzler walks in looking a little startled. Syrill rushes in moments later to say something about the dungeon being incinerated and how DM's room is now about 10 feet lower than when she first lived there. Queen Twizzler is about to sit down when Syrill notices something and pushes her out of the way by diving directly into her and falling onto the throne, which detonates and kills him. The guests stare in shock as they observe the six feet wide bomb crater where Syrill used to be.

Alex 4.0 comes onto the air, "Well, the court jester is dead. Maybe, that's a good thing...maybe it's not. Well, anyways...He never did turn people into...Well, sorry guys for not being here. Some crazy person ran a computer program and knocked me out of the system, temporarily of course. Hmm...it seems like the explosives expert struck. How weird. Well this is Alex over and...WHAT IN THE WORLD?"

The guests whirl round and hear Wind scream, "NO!!!! YOU'RE NOT REA..."

Her scream fades away as one of the nightmare box dinosaurs steps on her and seventeen nightmare assassins stab her. Having fulfilled their final mission, they begin to fade into nothing.

Alex 4.0 continues, "Oh...poor Wind. She was killed by nightmares. Her suspicious antics were really amusing to me too. Well...it's too late now. I give my regrets to her friends. Alex over and out...Stay alive everybody! I'm counting on you! Huh? No, Twizzler...do not put that thing..."

All the guests whirl from Wind's dead body to see Queen Twizzler putting on something dazzlingly white. It appears to be some sort of necklace. However, before they can examine it any further, the necklace explodes and there is a scorch mark where Twizzler was and the beautiful necklace. A brilliant white light blinds the guests and when it is gone, the beautiful necklace, surprisingly unharmed by it's implosion, is gone. A sad song plays out from the scorch mark.

Alex announces, "Twizzler was my friend too...Those creeps are going to pay. I swear, if it's the last thing I do, I will kill them. The baddies will be in mourning for a day and night cycle though so it's a good thing...And yes, Queen Twizzler was indeed Queen Twizzler...This is Alex over and out, I hope..."

There is silence and Alex finishes with what sounds like a computer crying.

Alex says, "Okay, it is me over and out. Sleep well and don't get yourself killed."

[Fizzy]

The Queen died!


Syrill died!


Wind died! Wait, was she the room cleaner? I can't remember...

This royal disaster is turning into a royal graveyard!

[Syrill]

Wind was the one who kept annoying the baddies last game because of her pendant ...

As Fizzy cries about how Twizzler's castle is quickly becoming a graveyard, Wind walks in and questions her on what's wrong.

[Wind has been revived with a new role]

[Fizzy]

Hrmmm, maybe I should die, so I can be revived with a new role...

On second thought, maybe not. I don't like nightmares, or exploding chairs or pretty pendants, or the violent messy stuff that seems to happen to most people in this game.

Edit: Is exploring rooms still in this game?

[Syrill]

Yep...*points at rules page*

I'm just about done with adding roles though...so anybody who dies from here on out...dies ... for good

[Wind]

I've got an identity crisis because I don't know who I am Syrill, what's my new role? You didn't send any...

[Stephanie]

Wow, a lot of people died. Does anyone know what they were?

[maniac]

Yay for being confused ^.^
I'm going off to explore... I like my role *squishes it*... do we all have cooler roles this time?

[Fizzy]

Darn, the cellar has 8 locked doors, and I don't have any keys

[Syrill]

Maniac is merrily skipping down the hallway singing her favorite song (I'm doomed to die) when suddenly she sees a suspicious figure leaving her room. She stares in shock and screams bloody murder, which also happens to be the next stanza in her song. However, the suspicious figure turns out to be just the maid, who is now terrified out of her life. Maniac rolls her eyes and walks into her room. The rest of the guests are rolling their eyes at her crazy paranoia when they see Maniac fly backwards into the wall. Well, we can guess the explosives expert had a grudge against her or something...

Alex 4.0 came on to the air, "Pity...Maniac has...AAAAHHHH!! NO YOU DON'T! NO! THIS IS MY INTERC..."

Minutes later a voice that sound suspiciously like Twizzler's comes onto the air, "Twizzler 9.8 here. Maniac has died. Oh yes, and, Wind, I don't like you very much."

A green bolt appears from out of nowhere and fries Wind. Minutes later, Wind is muttering about crazy computer programs.

Suddenly, the guests stare as everything starts to rewind.

Alex 4.0 starts to narrate, "Well...actually, that's not what happened. But don't you just love that scene up there? This is what actually happened."

The guests stare in puzzlement as once again Maniac sings her crazy song skipping down the halls merrily. This time, however, she throws her shoe through the door and there is a sort of muffled explosion, possibly because she slammed the door shut minutes afterwards.

Maniac smiles and says, "This song just tells me what to do and I follow it. I love this song."

The other guests don the o_0 (Are you for real?) expression and wonder how Maniac did really escape the explosion. They are interrupted by Twizzler 9.8's appearance and her zapping of Wind.