Phantom of the Opera Werewolf IV

[ThePhantom]

Let us reverse the clock, and return to the Opera House of Paris. The star of Christine has yet to rise, and André and Firmin has just signed the papers transfering the Opera to them. In the shadows, the Phantom lurks, waiting to see what these new managers will do.

Now, the time is come to let the clock move at its regular pace, and will we discover the Phantom's face?

The Roles:
Good Guys: Win when all wolves are dead, extra win if both Christine and Raoul are alive at the end of the game.

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Christine Daaé: The rising star of the Paris Opera, and the love of both the Phantom and Raoul. Day Baner with 2 day cooldown, extra win condition for wolves

Raoul: The Viscount de Chagny, patron of the Paris Opera house. He is able to protect himself and others from the Phantom's wrath. Baner

André and Firmin: The new managers of the Opera house, they know each other role, but if one dieds, the other goes with him. Partners/lovers

Carlotta: The prima donna of the paris opera, and is very jealous of Christine's sucess. Vain and self-focus, she thinks that she can tell the real identity of people, but she is not often right. Fool

Police: The police summoned by Raoul to trap the Phantom. They know each other. Masons

Cast: The cast of the opera house. They just want to survive this madness. villagers

Madame Giry: Head of the ballet, she knows about the Phantom, and the opera house, and with this being the night of the Seer

Wolves: Win when other roles are equal to number of living wolves. Extra win: Christine lynched or night killed.

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Shadows: The hiding places of the Phantom. wolves

Head of Fire: A firely head, that wanders the opera house. Its eyes of fire can see the identity of people. Devil

The Phantom: The Phantom of the Opera himself.
Alpha, special: If lynched, the role of the Phantom moves to a shadow.

Please note that Roleplay is encouraged, as it makes the game more fun.

Playlist
1 bladescape
2 The Grimmace night 2 police
3 calar night 3 police
4 Gray Mage
5 Lex-kat night 6
6 Fleeing Coward night 1 cast
7 billtodamax
8 Sage Montalius Day 5 Shadow
9 otakuryoga Day 8 Cast
10 Murska Night 7 Carlotta
11 Internet Flea Night 5 Cast
12 banjo1985 Night 4 Madame Giry
13 Thufir
14 GrlumpTheElder day 6 cast
15 Matthias2207 day 3 cast
16 iElf day 4 Head of Fire
17 Bunny Earz day 2 cast
18 Ender Wigin
19 I'm da Rogue
20 Reinholdt Day 1 cast
21 RabbitHoleLost Day 7 shadow

[Internet Flea]

Hm, who to vote for?
On the one hand, Bunny Earz is 17th.
On the other hand, calar made me lose last game by being Mort Kemnon.
On the other hand, I was Mort Kemnon's buddy in The Gamers.
On the other hand, Bunny Earz is new.

...
otakuryoga it is.

[calar]

On the other hand, calar made me lose last game by being Mort Kemnon.

Still hung up on that now are we?

My d20 says Lex-kat.

[banjo1985]

Monsieur Croix shakes the rain from the brim of his hat as he enters the old opera house, and hands it to an attendant with barely a look. He gazes up at the ornate decoration gilding the entrance hall, marvelling at it's detail and aging beauty.

"Truly, it is as beautiful as I remember."

Monsieur Croix hands his topcoat to the same attendent to ferret away in a side room and adjusts the trim of his waistcoat and tails. He looks around for either Andre or Firmin, the new owners of the establishment, but cannot pick them out in the crowds.

"A pity. I would have liked to congratulate them. Show them there are no hard feelings."

Of course, it would have been a complete lie. Monsieur Croix had bid for the opera house when it had come up for sale, matching Andre and Firmin franc for franc until he could borrow no more. He was a very rich man, but his two opponents pockets seemed to be bottomless. He wasn't used to being beaten, and the experience had left a little ball of anger simmering deep inside. That they had seen fit to invite him to the opening performance that he had so wanted to organise himself, well, they just wanted to rub his face in it.

"Still, I will show them I am a true gentleman, not a petty-minded Grlump. I shall enjoy this first performance and soak up the atmosphere, and every one that follows. Mark my words Andre and Firmin, I shall not leave until this opera house is mine!"

((Can't promise that I'll keep the roleplay up, but I'll have a go. ))

[billtodamax]

Reinholdt because!

[bladescape]

A grin covered the face of Monsieur La Terreur as he looks out into the rain, watching the other arrivals escape the wetness caused by the downpour. Oh, how he loved the rain, even more than he loved opera. The beauty of the house was not lost on him, but he came here for something far more beautiful.

"Christine." He whispers to himself. How her beauty shon forth, despite the already beautiful surroundings. She was what drew him once more to the opera house. He could've spent his time instead dealing business, settling deals that would keep his company a power in Paris. They wouldn't lose custom just from a visit to the Opera House, and besides that, he found himself weary from dealing.

He grinned once more to the rain. He had considered bidding on the opera house himself, but had instead chosen to invest elsewhere. Rather, he would merely become a patron of the good house, a constant visitor, if only to see another performance by the lovely Christine Daae.

He turned away, waving a small farewell to the rain as he heads inside. This opening performance would no doubt be spectacular, and he did not want to miss a minute of the show.

((Same as Banjo. 'Tis the first time I've tried to RP as a French Gentleman, so the results may be a little wonky at first. Also, Random point at BunnyEarz.))

[RabbitHoleLost]

Adelaide exhaled a big, puffy. She needed new shoes- the toes in her pairs, and, truthfully, in the pairs of her sister-dancers of the chorus, were falling to pieces, and more often than not the bandaging done before practice and before shows was lass than ideal.
She couldn't count how many times her toes had ended up bleeding.

But in the end, Adelaide just wasn't important enough. Not with Meg Ghiry, the daughter of the chorus director, or with the pet of the chorus, Christine Daae. And certainly not now, with the new managers staring on like they were all pieces of tender, succulent meat.

It was all just as well she'd heard whisperings of Christine's singing practices. Fine. Good. Just another source of distraction and idolization to bring away attention from things that really needed attending to.

Adelaide wouldn't be surprised if she broke her foot during the next show.

(( Reinholdt. Its safe to say we've been on opposite teams every PotO game so far, so it makes sense to go this way ))

[Zjoot]

There was nothing Julien Bellavance loved more than playing the violin. Not long ago, however, he had been too busy with his studies of science at some boring french academy to really get much playing in.

But then, by a stroke of luck, a golden opportunity had presented itself. A firend had told him about auditions for the orchestra of the Palais Garnier. One thing led to another, and now he was happily employed at the opera house.

As he walked through the glorious downpour on his way to his first show with the opera, beloved violin sfe inside its case, he couldn't help but feel the same little surge of happiness he always did when he considered how lucky he was.

((Now who to vote for? Random number generator says iElf.))

[iElf]

I'm going to say Reinholdt. just cause

[Reinholdt]

(( Reinholdt. Its safe to say we've been on opposite teams every PotO game so far, so it makes sense to go this way ))

We were Andre and Firmin the first game. Which were definitely on the same side.

RabbitHoleLost for being a sneaky liar!
Unlike me who is honest to a fault.

[Bunny Earz]

Amazing Avatar! But, Reinholdt it is!

[Reinholdt]

But, but, me and Fluttershy are friends! You can't vote for a friend of Fluttershy, can you?

[I'm da Rogue!]

A fine lady wearing a crimson dress enters the opera house. One could say she looks like an opera lover. She wanders around, looking at the other people who entered before her.

Hmmm... let's see. Who of them looks more wealthy? Who of them is lonely? Who of them would offer a lot for my company, until I suddenly dissapear from their lives, having gained some more jewelry and gifts, and, why not, having had some fun, too? And the opera music... these fools are so romantic when listening to a good soprano. Just makes my job easier.

The woman approaches Monsieur Croix. She smiles at him and walks away, letting him smell her perfume.

He's just what I was looking for. And not bad-looking, either. Some years ago I could even fall in love with a man like him. But that was another life.
Now, where can I get some wine?

(random point at Gray Mage. I will be gone til Friday night, I'm going to Milan! Bye, everyone! Have fun!)

[Gray Mage]

Ah, the joy of the last frenetic minutes before a performance. The musicians fine tuning their instruments, the dancers gossiping on the stage, the diva complaining about something trivial, again, the seer panic in his and in the other stagehands' faces. No time to stop, no time to breath. thought Adrien, as he moved one of last, heavy, pieces of the scenery in place, helped by a couple other stagehands.

It was a tough job, it sure was. Didn't gain a lot of praise either. But he sure loved doing it, even if all that heavy lifting did a number on his back. He'd much rather be the one in charge of the lights, but it wasn't his call, obviously. Still, he was happy to be part of it all.

((bladescape, because I think he has been a wolf in every game so far. ))

[Murska]

Reinholdt, because this is a good chance to avoid allmost cat-based shenanigans this game.

[Ender Wigin]

A man steeped out of a carriage at the entrance to the Opera House. He paid the driver, then moved away from the carriage, ran up the steeps (for he did not wish to be late) and through the doors of the Opera. He sprinted through the grand pallor and quickly found his escort, who guided him to his box. thanking the escort, the man paid him the fee, took his seat and looked out over the Opera house.

Every time he walked into the theater, he could not resist to marvel at the beautiful paintings and artistic sculptures, that lined the ceiling, the floor, the walls, and everything else. the Opera house was an architectural marvel.

But the best part was the actual Opera. In less than a few minutes, the curtain would be drawn, and the show would begin. The man kept his eyes on the stage, waiting for the performance to start.

(By the laws of Enie Menie Miny Moe, I vote for billtodamax.)

[GrlumpTheElder]

Grlump the old Stagehand mumbled as he hoisted a large, bewildered elephant into the flies
"Could really do with the help of someone like Sage Montalius"

[bladescape]

((bladescape, because I think he has been a wolf in every game so far. ))

((Unfortunantly, a majority of them yes. Check my statistics in my long signature if you want exacts, but I'll say that not every game. And besides that, wouldn't that make it less likely I'd be a wolf?)

[Gray Mage]

((Unfortunantly, a majority of them yes. Check my statistics in my long signature if you want exacts, but I'll say that not every game. And besides that, wouldn't that make it less likely I'd be a wolf?)

((Of course not. The dice is obviously loaded. ))

[bladescape]

((Of course not. The dice is obviously loaded. ))

((Ah... Damn. I'll have to substitute the dice now. Can you give me some of your magic?))

[Sage Montalius]

Montalius the young, and incredibly lazy, stagehand stood under the safety of the backside loading dock's overhang, protected from the immense downpour flooding the desolate alleyway as he smoked the first of his newly opened pack of cigarettes. He chuckled to himself at the thought of that old croon Grlump trying to hoist up that elephant on his own.

[Internet Flea]

Okay, Reinholdt wagon is fishy.
It's also chock full of newbies, but Murska isn't one of them.

[bladescape]

I agree with IF. Five people on that wagon, but for me the first two don't really look suspicious. That leaves:

iElf
BunnyEarz
Murska

Two newbies and Murska. Considering I like to hide fourth in a wagon, I'd be inclined to go BunnyEarz(Who my random dice rolled up too.) But considering I'm not them...

Murska is the standout for me, but I wouldn't say he is a wolf, or that any of them are. But my gut tells me there is a wolf here.

[Internet Flea]

I agree with IF. Five people on that wagon, but for me the first two don't really look suspicious. That leaves:

iElf
BunnyEarz
Murska

Two newbies and Murska. Considering I like to hide fourth in a wagon, I'd be inclined to go BunnyEarz(Who my random dice rolled up too.) But considering I'm not them...

Murska is the standout for me, but I wouldn't say he is a wolf, or that any of them are. But my gut tells me there is a wolf here.

...Oh.

I just realized RabbitHoleLost didn't start the bandwagon. The only reason I didn't vote for her was because I thought she had.
But Murska's probably a wolf too.

[bladescape]

Hrmmm. The read I got was similar to Classic where Ramsus pointed at FC for getting him lynched in the last two games he was in.

EDIT:The read I got from Rabbit. Basically, null-tell for me. Could be wolf, could be not.

[calar]

Okay, Reinholdt wagon is fishy.
It's also chock full of newbies, but Murska isn't one of them.

How can you have a fishy bandwagon on day 1? Everyone is pretty much firing blind at this point.

[billtodamax]

The fact that it sprung up so fast.

[bladescape]

What Bill said. Two or Three votes in that time, wouldn't be so suspicious. But Five?

[Internet Flea]

How can you have a fishy bandwagon on day 1? Everyone is pretty much firing blind at this point.

...This is also fishy.

[bladescape]

Hrmmm. Quite possibly. I don't get so much of a read from that as I do the bandwagon.