Talk:Roles/@comment-27066671-20151011181300

This is a joke for Halloween

Role: Zombie

Alignment: Neutral Killing

Abillities: Bite one person at night

Attributes: The person you bite has a 50% chance of dying, a 40% chance of becoming a zombie and a 10% chance of becoming a half-breed.

If you become a zombie you cannot use your original ability.

If you become a half breed you will only be able to attack on non-full moons and on full moons you will be able to use your original ability.

And if you die?

Self explanitory.

If you bite a Retributionist or you are bitten as one you will always become a zombie. But you will be slightly different than the rest of the zombies.You can't kill people as zombies but you are able to turn people in to zombies or half-breed.

You are immune to role blocks and you also cannot be spotted by lookouts.

Goal: Surivive long enough to kill the town.

You win with Mafia,Survivours and Werewolves.

Investigation Results:

Sheriff: Non-suspicious

Investigator: Your target is a loner. Witch,Werewolf,Survivour or Zombie

Consigilere: Your target is native to the graveyard. They must be a zombie.

Story: The little boy always walked this path through the graveyard from school before, but one night the gravestones began shudering and shaking. The boy was frozen with fear. Zombies burst out of the ground. He made a run for it. He somehow managed to corner himself. As they closed in around him like a wolf intent on its prey, he let out a cry for help. But it was already too late. As they they bit him he struggled to get free. But his struggles were useless. They bit harder and harder into his flesh. Blood seeped out of the boy's flesh colouring the ground a bright red. After they left the boy hurt all over. He scrambled to his feet. He began walking home. When he got home he noticed his flesh was turning a strange green. He opened the door. His mom screamed. "Billy!" "What happened to you!" "Wha...What do you mean!" said Billy. He suddenly felt the urge for human flesh. He licked his lips and tackled his mother. She let out a bloodcurling scream. He bit deep into her skin. Her struggles grew weaker and weaker as Billy bit harder and harder. Soon she was finished. He smiled and walked out of the house to play with his friends in the graveyard,ready to prey upon any human being who happened to prey so close. He hadn't wanted this destiny but now it had come to him. He smiled and entered the graveyard.

Actually you know what? I put so much work into this that it doesn't seem proper to call it a joke.