Misanthrope said:You are Earl Sneed Sinclair, Town Aligned Sitcom Dinosaur.
You're a largely forgotten dinosaur from a largely forgotten sitcom, but you've come to terms with it. At least you don't have to deal with that stupid f**king baby anymore.
Forgotten: You cannot be voted for during lynches. Any votes for you will instead be passed on to random players.
Extinction Event: At any point during the game, you may opt to remove your lynch protection. From this point onward, if you're lynched – there is a 75% chance that anybody who voted for you that day will also die. Hahahahaha!
You win when all threats to the town are eliminated. Alternatively, you'll be the sole winner if you manage to take out an entire enemy faction (not independent) with your explosive demise.
Misanthrope said:You are James Bond, Town Aligned Revolving Door Action Hero.
Bond. James Bond. You've had more actors than Justin Bieber has had #1 singles (I think?) and each of them plays a role in this game. Each night you may select a Bond alumni to represent you. You cannot choose the same Bond more than once during the game.
Pierce Brosnan: You're debonaire and have a wealth of gadgets. You brought the films back from the dead. And tonight you're going to use your considerable charms to gain some intel on another player. PM me their name and you'll learn what they did tonight.
Sean Connery: You're a bad-ass mo-fo. Anybody who targets you tonight is going to find out you're a tough prospect. You cannot be night-killed tonight and will learn the name of anybody who targets you. You can select this ability again if it isn't triggered.
Daniel Craig: Being blonde has in no way diminished your awesome power. Select a person to kill tonight and they'll die in a horrible manner.
Roger Moore: You go alright. Ladies dig you. Choose somebody to sleep with. If they're a female character, you roleblock them and can use this ability again. If they're male, you still roleblock them but it's super awkward. You cannot vote the following day as you're busy washing your genitals.
Timothy Dalton: You're the worst Bond ever. You're a hateful piece of shit. Everything you touch turns to bomb. Anybody who targets you tonight goes BOOM and dies. You somehow survive while they all die.
George Lazenby: If you've exhausted all of your other powers, you're stuck being George Lazenby. He's Australian but otherwise uninteresting.
You win when all threats to the town are eliminated.

I thought Whall and Drew would have seen the light and lynched HH today.
Anyway, thanks Mis.
You are Brick Tamland, Idiotic Weatherman.
You're a bumbling weatherman with a heart of gold. Nobody could hurt you.
Lovable: You cannot be killed at night. Any attempt not only fails, but the person feels so bad for attempting it that they cannot vote the following day and any votes for them will count for double.
Kill a guy with a trident: If Ron Burgundy dies, you gain the ability to make a single night kill the very next night. You go into hiding afterwards, meaning you can't be targeted that night or be voted for the following day.
You win when all threats to the town are eliminated.
Believe you me, if I'd have found you, it would have been magic.Why did you spurn me Ian, why????
Almost creamed my pants when I found out I was the messiahMisanthrope said:You are IanG, Cult of G.O.A.T Aligned Evil Genius.
Is it your mullet or your wonderful taste in livestock that makes you the one best suited to rule the world? Perhaps it's your rain-man like ability to find ugly pictures of women or your taste in fine dining establishments. Whatever it is, you're the balls and you intend to show the world.
Cult of G.O.A.T: Each night you may approach a player about approaching the Cult of G.O.A.T. There is a 50% chance they'll see the light and convert to the wonderful world of goat love. If your attempt fails, you are unable to vote the following day as you petulantly pout.
Invincible: You are invincible as long as the G.O.A.T faction numbers three or fewer members.
f**k a Goat: If at any point you manage to find and f**k the Sexy Goat, you'll gain additional powers. They'll have a 100% chance of being recruited, but you'll lose the power to recruit anybody else.
You win when the Cult of G.O.A.T. outnumbers all other factions.
Misanthrope said:You are Steve Stifler, Town Aligned Boastful Jock.
You're the Stiffmeister: a party animal and Lacrosse legend. You're kind of a big deal in your home town too.
Kind of a big deal: Your vote counts double in the game thread. Go you.
Party!!!: You throw a kick-ass party and everybody is invited. Except for one f**king loser. Everybody in the game is unable to act tonight as they're having a raging good time. Except for one player you nominate they can still act because they're not cool enough to be invited. You may only use this power once.
Hangover: One any night you don't throw a party you can instead get good and drunk with a single person. That person cannot act that night or the following day. You'll also be able to ask me one yes or no question about them.
You win when all threats to the town are eliminated.
Almost creamed my pants when I found out I was the messiah
Misanthrope said:You're Jay Cartwright, Independently Aligned Habitual Liar.
You're the irrepressable Jay Cartwright. You've f**ked every girl in the world if you're to be believed – but you're really not.
Habitual Liar: Each night you may nominate one player to spread filthy lies about. One other player in the game (selected at random) will be told that the player in question is bad mojo. You'll also show up as town aligned if you're investigated.
Giant Boner: If a player is lynched the day after you've sent your bad information out into the world, you'll get a massive seal-clubbing boner. You can use your swinging dick to club some poor bender to death the next night. That's not gay at all.
You win if you survive until the end of the game.
You are Ron Jeremy, Independently Aligned Aging Porn Star.
You've had a good life. A very good life – if we're measuring it by the number of times you've been able to whip your massive schlong out of a tight snatch and spurt your beans onto the face of a woman who passes as attractive when she's wearing makeup.
But now you're old and bitter. You've had a rough time of things. Worse, you've got AIDS. And now you're going into the ancient tradition of 'gift giving'.
AIDS: You have AIDS (not HIV but full blown AIDS). Each night you may target somebody to infect. There is a 75% chance they will contract the condition from you. Anybody with AIDS has a 50% chance of passing it on to anybody who targets them (or who is targeted by them) in future.
Super AIDS: If a person 'contracts' AIDS three times, they will die. Poor bastards.
You will be declared sole winner if at any point you have infected all surviving players in the game, however this will not be announced until the end of the game (even if you are dead). Failing that, you win alongside the surviving faction by surviving until the end of the game.
Misanthrope said:You are The Sexy Goat, Town Aligned Hot Piece of Livestock.
You're sexy and IanG knows it. You're just about the sweetest piece of tail on the whole farm, baby.
You're a goat: You have no power. You're a f**king goat. But don't tell anybody because IanG f**ks goats. If you get f**ked by IanG, you're dead.
You win when all threats to the town are eliminated.

You are Alf Stewart, Town Aligned Tourtettes Sufferer.
Stone the f**king flaming f**king androtrop crows! You're Alf 'f**king' Stewart! You're a foul-mouthed mother-f**ker! You need to post obscenities in every one of your posts or you'll f**king die!
Of course, that's not your sole ability. That'd be just mean. You also have the below:
Scary merkin: Your foul mouth means you'll scare off the first person to target you each night. Watch that fairy f**k run away! What a merkin!
Poor Ailsa: You loved that dried up old mole. And somebody took her away from you. If anybody mentions Ailsa (or Martha, for that matter) in the thread, you gain the ability to make a night kill that night. But don't tell anybody – or you'll f**king off yourself because you're an emotional merkin.
You win when all threats to the town (and filthy f**king immigrants) are dead.
