After washing off the creature guts, the women made their suppers, greeted their families and went off to bed. Some of the husbands questioned the scratches, but the women waved them off with talk of the new “fencing club” they had made. As the moon rose in the sky, so too did a strange cloud, as well as some of the women, going about their nighttime hobbies.
Indiana Delphie waited outside of one of her friend’s houses, in the bushes, watching for a scream, a crash, some kind of struggle. She had done this every night since the disappearance, occasionally scaring off dark forms and treating wounds, but usually with nothing happening. Tonight, however, there was a strange noise, not in the house she was watching, but behind her. She turned around, but too late. A sharp object pressed into her throat, choking a scream. Blood dripped down her neck as she fell, a friend’s face smiling at her.
Meanwhile, in another part of the neighborhood, Emily Snapp sat waiting outside of her neighbor’s house. She had less kind intentions toward her mark than poor Indiana. Emily had seen this woman act strangely, and was convinced that they were a danger to the neighborhood. She strung her bow, nocked an arrow, and pulled back. From above, she saw a bright light, and a tingling sensation came over her. As her mark exited their house, Emily tried to release her arrow, but could not. She could not move. That light had done something to her. She tried to speak, to grunt, to scream, but not even her vocal chords were following her commands. She was still breathing, but only that. Annoyed, she set about thinking of a new way to get her target tomorrow night. Plans flicked through her head in the silence of the night, but then she heard the soft padding of a person behind her. She wished she could turn, to look at the new person. Were they friendly? Was it her mark?
“Well, look at you,” the voice said, bubbling with barely concealed mirth, “You’re a sight, aren’t you. Is that a bow? Oh my, you were up to something tonight, weren’t you. But now you seem a bit stuck.”
Help me! Move me inside! Emily thought, trying in vain to get her unknown acquaintance to hear.
“This makes things easier,” the voice said, “It’s almost a pity. I do enjoy when there’s at least some struggle. And you with that bow might have put up quite a bit of one. But I’m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.”
Emily heard the implications here and screamed in her head, tried against everything to move, to pivot, to point her bow at this nighttime caller, but she could not even change her breathing pattern. The tingling sensation that surrounded her only somewhat dulled the pain, but the inability to move made it excruciating. She felt the sharp object– a knife, perhaps? — pierce into her back. As it came to her spine her lower half was engulfed in an inferno of agony. The blanket of numbness was wet paper against this avalanche of pain. Just as she wished it was over, that this night and her life was done, her attacker complied, sticking the knife right through her heart.
The other women awoke in the morning, prepared their breakfasts, packed their lunches, kissed their families, and called each other to meet again for their “fencing club”. They were once again greeted by corpses. The usual mutilations had been done to the bodies, but this time they were nicely placed in the oversized sink used to fill watering cans. Perhaps their attackers didn’t want to clean up as much today. They also each had something in their lifeless hands. Emily’s corpse held a bow, and Indiana’s held a doctor’s bag.
InnDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED/Indiana Delphie is dead. She was the Medical Hobbyist (Doctor).
Emperor Snapper/Emily Snapp is dead. She was the Archery Hobbyist (1-shot Vigilante).
MacCrocodile – Audry MacCree – Friendly blonde who loves suburban living with her nerdy husband. Has a mild fear of plants.
subsaharan – Sally Subero – Weirdly kookie lady who continuously refers to a husband nobody has seen. Makes surprisingly good casseroles.
Candide – Candy Caine – The queen bee of suburbanites. She has the nicest garden and makes the most delicious cookies, but on occasion, you can catch her staring out the window with ennui.
Shinichiki – Sheila Shetland – Upbeat redhead who is a little too excited about her tiny dog. She claims he is well-trained, but he’s certainly pooped on everyone’s lawn.
liz156 – Edie Yew – Cousin to Maurice Yew, replaced him in the neighborhood meetings as he has been missing.
ThoughtsThoughtsThoughts – Theresa Thereau – A beautiful and intelligent woman whose compliments you often find are back-handed hours later. She did give you some very good advice about keeping a clean house, though.
Emperor Snapper – Emily Snapp – The rumor-mill. Every rumor in town has been shaped by or originated from Emily’s pouty lips. She makes a fine sweet tea with a side of what’s new.
Guesty_McGuest – Gina Guerra – Short-haired and a bit nosey, this woman claims to work for Avon part time, but you have the sneaking suspicion that she just uses it as an excuse to look into other people’s homes. Still, she’s got excellent taste in makeup. She died and came back using the body of Bannerdina.
Shipwreck – Sophie Wallace – An uptight woman who keeps everything about her house spick and span. She hosts bunko night each week in her house, but her furniture isn’t very comfortable and is covered in plastic.
Otakunomike – Olivia Michaels – A very meek woman, often seen coughing. She seems nice enough, but could probably use more sun. She’s surprisingly good at bunko.
InnDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED – Indiana Delphie – A nice young woman who is a bit of a pushover. Her husband sells door-to-door and has tried to make the moves on half of the women on the block.
Ynce Iche – Yessa Inca – Clearly the most adept at fashion on the block. She wears excellent sunglasses and amazing skirts. She’s a bit two-faced and the only reason she doesn’t challenge Candy for queen bee is that she is an abysmal cook.
disqus_F3dme7ZCKO – Zelda DeLonge – Always buying the most recent advancements in kitchen and home appliances, she’s a bit of a TV nut. If you need a replacement toaster, she’s got a dozen, each more advanced than the last.
El Marinero – Ella Marinero – A young widower to a wealthy businessman, she lives on her own for now. Word is that she’s recently had eyes for another, slightly older man who also happens to be wealthy.
the good king snugglewumps – Mrs. Van de Snuggle – A new member of the neighborhood, she’s already made an impression with her straightforward attitude and knowledge of ballistic weaponry.
10 7 Standard Homemakers (Vanilla Town)
1 Locksmith Hobbyist (Jailkeeper)
1 Crime Hobbyist (Serial Killer)
1 Archery Hobbyist (1-Shot Vigilante)
1 Medical Hobbyist (Doctor)
1 Radio Hobbyist (Special*)
3 2 Strange Visitors (Special Scum**)
*Radio Hobbyist – This person has the ability to pick up on the chatter between the strange visitors. Every night, they get one single random message from the scum chat, scrambled.
**Scum – Tenuous Alliance – The Strange Visitors choose a person to take away and a person to role-block each night as a group. They have their own private chat room, which will let them discuss strategy. Unfortunately, these visitors are only tenuously aligned. At any point during the day, one of the visitors can break the alliance. This will turn each of them into their own faction, with their own night kill and give each of them a hidden 1-shot power.
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