Vengeance for Marluna! 
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Oof
/deny
Also everyone knew marluna was musician and didnt get guess immunity so that was kinda on them tbh
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Oh that might be true. But that doesn’t take away my excuse for vengeance!
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everyone likes a good revenge story its all good
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has anyone played traitors in salem im considering getting it
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/challenge dance fox i guess
/duel the fox
/deny all challenges against me
nooo you can’t just deny my challenge!!!
Tbf me and nerbins challenged whysper p late they shld have a chance to respond
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This is why im excited about marlunas btm where challenges are done via pm and announced at same time
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What happened to marluna anyway i liked hearing their idead why did they stop posting?
i’m aware
my post got deleted and i got locked out of the account
pending
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Pending Challenges
- the Robin desires a dance with the Fox
- the Axolotl wants to duel the Fox
Accepted Duels
- N/A
Accepted Dances
- N/A
Denied Challenges
- the Turkey will not dance with the Robin
- the Dog shall not duel the Robin
- the Fox will not duel the Robin either
Yet to Challenge
- Squid (Drinks)
ping with any corrections
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the (belated) last words of the Praying Mantis:
As the challengers took their places, the Praying Mantis grinned, whirling in dance with the Robin. At least she would still stand a chance to survive the voting phase.
What she failed to notice was the smirk hidden behind the Robin’s mask, a grim foreshadowing of what was yet to come. As the dance ended and the voting began, the Mantis carefully observed the others, one by one, as they placed their votes. All seemed to go according to plan - she would be safe for one more day.
Announcing the results, the voices of the Trinity resounded through the halls - the Robin would be executed. And yet, the Robin chuckled lowly, turning to the Mantis.
“It’s been a pleasure,” he acknowledged, dipping his head in the slightest of bows as the Mantis looked on in confusion.
“Ooh, what’s this?” the Trinity exclaimed, their voices fluttering with excitement. “It seems the Praying Mantis shall speak her final words tonight!”
The challengers turned toward the Mantis, their faceless figures watching with bated breath. A ripple of murmurs rushed through the room as they awaited her parting words.
Stepping to the front of the crowd, the Mantis dipped her head as a sign of respect. “I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed this masquerade our beloved Trinity has hosted.” Her gaze swept across all of the attendees, stopping in particular on the Robin. “And to you, sir,” she addressed him, “I wish you an eventful evening. Well played. Who knows, perhaps we shall meet again… On the other side.”
To nobody in particular, the Mantis sang one last ditty:
"The gardens rife with rose and thorn,
The ballroom filled with song,
The stadium home to heroes unborn -
Pray, tell me, was I wrong
To join this contest of skill and wit,
To don a mask so sly?
For when I’ve lost, I must admit-
'Tis now my time to die!"
Her giggles bubbled into laughter, filling the air with the childish sound. Nobody spoke, and the Mantis lowered her head, still laughing. There was an increasingly disturbing tone to it - perhaps she really had gone mad. And, just as abruptly as her laughter had started, a swift end was put to it by the executioner, and the room fell into an uneasy silence.
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drinks is a big hecking nerd kekw
/deny challenge
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mean
/nochallenge
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