After the tragic deaths of four people, the village was in a state of consternation. They feared examining the bodies, because they suspected black magic was involved in the deaths. It turns out they were right; one day, the bodies suddenly went missing. Then - mysteriously and seemingly from nowhere - four newcomers arrived: Xoned, Terroking, jamiejoneslovesu and venumuse. They claimed to be immigrants from a neighboring village, where people were mysteriously dying and the villagers were lynching people. Little did they know, their new village had the exact same problem. The villagers already here were wary that the newcomers, be it some of them or all of them, would be fake gods, seizing this opportunity to fortify their numbers. But then they noticed something. Xoned had a striking resemblance to 1chase1997. Terroking had a similar resemblance to Shadow10, as did jamiejoneslovesu to Firemaster2010 and venumuse to Surferdude12010. Then the villagers realized: this mysterious, otherworldly black magic had not only killed four random villagers but had reincarnated them as immigrants from a nearby village. The villagers realized this must not have anything to do with the fake gods, who would never have revived the fallen. They realized that everyone would have the same position in society as their old counterpart, as well.
bigbadbanana was one of the most respected members of the community. With his respect, he had a large amount of power at their assemblies. Unfortunately for him, one day he became a tyrant at the assembly, commanding the discussions to the point where no one could talk. Quietly, jamiejoneslovesu and xdude eyed everyone from across the table, indicating that an upheaval was necessary. Such loudmouthed composure was surely a sign of malevolence. Everyone but bigbadbanana then stood up, and quickly surrounded him. They picked him up and dragged him to the guillotine. Bigbadbanana was too confused to react adequately, and by the time he was aware of the plan, the blade was descending.
He was a civilian and a vulture.
With the arrival of the mysterious new immigrants, tensions were high that night. People briefly considered excommunicating them from the village, but that notion died fairly quickly. When people were trying to sleep, unrest was rampant - people were dying like fish in the jaws of a hungry shark. The mood of distress was further aggravated by a thunderstorm raging through the village. The lightning seemed to focus its attacks on one house in particular - that of ddevans96. It quickly tore through his roof, and a massive swarm of ball lightning rained down on him. He quickly descended his stairs, and got a shield to fend off the onslaught - but it penetrated the shield with ease. With his house decimated, ddevans96 ran for the hills. The storm followed him. He screamed for help, and everyone was awoken and looked out - but they could do nothing. They knew that if they intervened, they would die as well. ddevans96 kept running, and running, and running - he could outrun the storm by a good clip. But his endurance soon faltered, and the storm caught up to him. Unable to do a thing, he sat there, praying and fumbling to move away, until the storm caught up and ended him with one massive lightning bolt.
He was a civilian and a priest.
Day 5 begins.
