The beach is quiet under a crescent moon. The gentle waves clash softly with the shore, but the Ritual Rulers’ campfire is a storm of internal tension.

Contestants Present:
CassiLyn (Cassie), Wembry (she/her), Blobert, Caring Individual, MSMG Waifu, I Hate Fun Soyjak, 17M lb marijuana brick, Noxor.

Notable tension: Wembry looks pale, twitching occasionally; everyone notices she’s still under some silent influence.

Mewo sits cross-legged, fingers lightly glowing. Chris McLean stands with his usual smirk, holding a handful of marshmallows.

Mewo (calmly):
“Tonight, one of you will leave the island. Choose wisely—or unwisely.”

Chris McLean:
“And remember, marshmallows are life. No marshmallow, no more island life. Simple as that.”

🌑 Pre-Vote Paranoia

CassiLyn (whispering to Noxor):
“Wembry’s… different. Her hands twitch, her eyes glaze. Nocturne’s still in there somewhere.”

Noxor (calmly, adjusting his McDonald’s hat):
“Technical note: influence seems mental, not physical. We can manage. Focus on the vote.”

Wembry (softly, almost whispering to herself):
“I… I hear it. It tells me to stay calm. To comply. But it… wants more.”

Blobert is idly chewing on driftwood.
Caring Individual pats her gently on the shoulder: “You’re safe here, Wembry. We care about you.”

MSMG Waifu’s pop-ups flicker angrily:
💬 “VOTE. VOTE. VOTE. CHAOS!”

Soyjak mutters, arms crossed: “I still hate fun. This sucks. This is stressful.”

17M Marijuana Brick just sits there, an enormous green immobile mass.

🍡 Marshmallow Voting

Chris begins tossing marshmallows to the safe contestants.

Safe Marshmallows:
1️⃣ Blobert — “blob.”
2️⃣ Caring Individual — smiles softly, hugs marshmallow
3️⃣ MSMG Waifu — glitching but still catches it
4️⃣ Soyjak — reluctantly accepts

Remaining Contestants:
CassiLyn, Wembry, 17M lb marijuana brick, Noxor

CassiLyn whispers nervously:
“Should we… vote strategically?”

Noxor:
“Stick to what you feel. Technical accuracy counts more than emotion.”

17M lb marijuana brick doesn’t move. No one even knows how to vote for it.

Final Marshmallows:
CassiLyn — gets hers
Noxor — gets his

Leftover: Wembry and Brick

Chris looks at them. The crowd goes quiet.

🌌 Tension Between Wembry and Brick

Caring Individual (softly):
“Wembry… breathe. Ignore it for tonight. It can’t touch you here.”

Wembry (trembling):
“I… I want to stay. But… it whispers—Nocturne—it wants me to falter…”

MSMG Waifu (flickering):
💬 “THE VOTE IS CHAOS. OBEY THE GLITCH. FLEE OR LOSE.”

Blobert: “blob?”
Soyjak: “I still hate fun.”

The audience (firepit and waves) is dead silent.

🔮 Marshmallow Final Decision

Chris picks up the last two marshmallows. He holds them high, letting them glow in the firelight.

Wembry catches hers first with trembling hands. Her eyes flicker, almost possessed but then she blinks and breathes deeply.

17M lb marijuana brick is left. No physical movement is possible.

Chris McLean (smirking):
“No marshmallow… it’s a wrap.”

17M lb marijuana brick is lifted ceremoniously by the camp crew and placed gently into the Boat of Losers.

Blobert: “blob…” (nods)
Wembry: exhales shakily, whispering: “I… I survived.”

CassiLyn steps over and whispers softly:
“Good job, Wembry. You kept control.”

Noxor adjusts his hat:
“Don’t let it get too deep. We’ll monitor tonight.”

Wembry glances nervously at the shadows of the fire, aware of Nocturne’s lingering influence, but relieved she still has some control.

🌙 End of Night 12

Eliminated: 17M lb marijuana brick

Ritual Rulers morale: shaken, paranoia high

Wembry: alive, but still under subtle pressure from Nocturne

Cassie: quietly plotting how to mitigate Nocturne’s influence

Caring Individual, Noxor, Blobert, Soyjak, MSMG Waifu: surviving, but aware of the silent threat

Springtrap (on BIG SHOTS side, observing via spyglass across the island):
“Interesting… the human weakness exposed there. Fascinating.”

The waves lap the Boat of Losers as it drifts quietly into the night.