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🌑 Night 32 – Ritual Rulers Elimination Ceremony

The moon hangs unnaturally low above the campfire. Even though the challenge ended hours ago, nobody speaks. A faint static hum lingers in the air where Junkil previously stood before inexplicably detonating into a shimmer of ethereal dust. No one acknowledges it—at this point, bizarre occurrences are standard.

Mewo walks forward, marshmallow tray in hand.

Mewo:
“Ritual Rulers. Tonight, one of you leaves the island permanently. Marshmallows go to the players safe from elimination.”

He picks up the first.

Mewo:
“Kaibi. Despite… summoning chains from the void and partially restraining a doom entity, you’re safe.”

Kaibi lightly nods, eyes still glowing faintly.

Mewo:
“Cassie. Your fast reflexes prevented total annihilation again. Safe.”

Cassie exhales, brushing ash from her sleeve.

Mewo:
“Middle Finger Cat. Somehow laid down a guitar solo today using only offensively positioned knuckles. Safe.”

MFC flips off the host in acknowledgement.

Mewo:
“Wembry. Even after nearly being impaled last night, your emotional bass delivery hit hard. Safe.”

Wembry looks shaken but steps forward.

Only two contestants remain.

Gayery, trembling and unsure.

Golden Freddy, motionless, eyes dimmed.

The fire crackles unnaturally.

Mewo (quietly):
“One of you pulled the band to near victory with what can only be described as sonic obliteration…”

Golden Freddy’s eyes flicker and a bass drop echoes from nowhere.

Mewo:
“…and the other… kind of stood there and philosophically muttered about cereal.”

Gayery stares forward, whispering, “I thought I was being relatable…”

🔥 Final Marshmallow

Mewo:
“This marshmallow… goes to…”

The flames surge skyward. Static screams out like radio interference.

—

Golden Freddy.

Golden Freddy silently steps forward, the fire around him dimming as if bowing.

Eliminated:
🪦 Gayery

Gayery (defeated):
“Oh. Figures. Guess I’ll go be forgotten elsewhere.”

Middle Finger Cat (shouting):
“🖕 FELINE GOODBYE ENERGY 🖕”

Cassie:
“…What?”

Kaibi gently nudges Gayery toward the Dock of Shame, where the boat seems to be already waiting, engine running itself.

As Gayery boards, the radio on the boat crackles with Golden Freddy’s drum beat one last time in a stylistic farewell.

⚠️ Post-Elimination Phenomenon

A faint echo, sounding like Junkil’s hiss pre-explosion, passes through camp. Everyone freezes.

Wembry looks at the host.

Wembry:
“Is it over?”

Mewo:
“…For tonight.”

Lights flicker. Ceremony ends.

So who is on who's team BC I'm now believing MFC is on the wrong team

yeah cat is on the wrong team i'll fix that on day 33

Ngl I like it

so do you want me to change it or not

No