🌙 Night 19 — Ritual Rulers Marshmallow Elimination Ceremony
(After Day 19’s tug-of-war chaos and the brutal death of Sphinx at the hands of Blobie. The remaining Ritual Rulers are on edge, grief-stricken, and paranoid.)
The bonfire flickers violently in the night breeze. Shadows stretch long over the sand, and the remaining Ritual Rulers sit in tense silence:
CassiLyn (Cassie) — clutching her notebook of runes, her usually dominant demeanor shaken by Sphinx’s death.
Wembry — trembling, tears streaking turquoise skin, struggling to remain composed after the trauma of the day.
Noxor — fidgeting with a small device, eyes darting toward the treeline, clearly unnerved.
Caring Individual — somber, trying to maintain calm, hands clasped.
Gayery — floating gently above the sand, their rainbow hues flickering slightly with tension.
MSMG Waifu — jittery, muttering at random, chaotic snippets, like a half-formed thought stream.
Mewo hovers above the fire, hands clasped behind his back, his usual chill demeanor tempered with gravity.
Mewo:
“Tonight… one of you leaves. Grief and paranoia are thick tonight, and trust is a rare commodity. Remember, only one vote decides your fate. Make it count.”
Dontavious Donquavious III waves dramatically from his golden podium, babbling incoherently about royal llamas, waste management, and cosmic pastries — mostly ignored by the terrified campers.
