Reminder as to who is who:
? Buffy
Artsapat Willow
Bergioyn Xander
Darth Katie Dawn
Fanatic-Templar Drusilla
Isaac Tara
ranagrande Spike
Stephen Giles
Taiga Angel
Yunalesca Jonathan


Night 1:

Jonathan uses his spell, becomes Bulletproof and investigates Angel

Willow uses The Crocus, discovers Darth Katie is Dawn.

Dawn steals from Willow, steals The Hoof.

Drusilla uses Prophecy on Willow, discovers that Artsapat is Willow, targetting DK.

Giles Watches Angel

Angel protects Buffy and becomes evil


Night 2:

Willow uses the Duck, and becomes bulletproof.

Dawn uses her Hoof, no one can unvote the next day.

Angel kills Buffy.

Buffy kills Jonathan.



Here are the Night 2 Resolution messages, since I had them saved:

?
Grrrr.
Stupid, stuck-up Yunalesca. You thought he was so cool! But now you know he's not! And he's probably evil, right? You were all obviously under some kind of spell or something, and only an evil person would do that!
You silently stalk over to where Yunalesca is sleeping. Just look at him, lying there, with his big stupid face. He must die!
You consider simply staking him, but that might be too much of a giveaway. The best thing about decapitation is that it works on almost everything. You summon up all of your super-Slayer strength, and punt Yuna's head right across the room!
Feeling smug, you make your way back to the bookshelf you've decided to sleep on tonight...
Only to stiffen in horror as you feel someone grab you from behind, and slit your throat.
___
Oh no! You're dead! At least you killed that loser Yunalesca!


Artsapat
Taking care not to leave your belongings around for greedy thieves again, you carefully draw the wind-up duck out of your bag. Strange. It looks like it's already been wound.
Shrugging, you remember what to do with it, if not what it does. As you lie down to sleep, you place it on the ground next to you. Carefully, you touch the bottom of the duck and release a trickle of power.
The wind-up duck begins to waddle around you in a circle, pausing every few seconds to do a small backflip. You watch it bemusedly, as it steadily works its way around you. As soon as it has completed a full circle, you feel an invisible curtain of energy spring up!
Nothing can get past that curtain until dawn- for tonight, at least, you are safe.


Bergioyn
You know, this isn't too bad!
I mean, yes, you're seeing your friends (and Spike) get brutally murdered, but at least you're catching up on your sleep.
You curl up under a table, and lie undisturbed until morning.


Darth_Katie
Hah. Coooool. And gross! You don't know why there was a HOOF, of all things, in Artsapat's bag, but it's yours now.
Is it a weapon? You try attacking a chair with it, but both the hoof and chair seem relatively unaffected.
Maybe you're supposed to shake it. You amuse yourself for the next few minutes waving it theatrically at your sleeping companions. Must not be that.
Hm... as you wave it, you think you hear a rattle from inside. And now that you take a closer look, it seems like there's a small crack from when you fought the chair- maybe if you pry it open a bit...
Suddenly, there is a loud CRACK, and the hoof dissolves into green mist! You watch helplessly as the mist expands to fill the entire room, before fading into the air.
Er... was that a good idea?
You shake yourself, feeling a stiff resolve come over you. Yes. Yes it was a good idea. ALL your ideas are good ideas, and you'll never say otherwise. Stubbornly, you hunker back down into the pile of coats you are sleeping on tonight, and force yourself to go to sleep.


Fanatic-Templar
Well! This was fun.
You have a new playmate and he can do all the dirty work while you play with the stars! Isn't that nice? You decided to spend the next 8 hours making paper dollies out of cut up rare books, and wonder what fun tomorrow will bring.


Isaac
You know, other than the whole "everyone keeps getting murdered" thing, this isn't so bad! You have a comfortable spot under the circulation desk, you're with your honeybunny... what could go wrong?
Nothing, that's what. You have a peaceful sleep, and wake up in the morning refreshed and ready to continue the fight against Evil!


Taiga
Bwahahah!
Evil!
Man, you cannot remember the last time you felt so good. Everyone always acts like having a soul is some great thing, and how much you should regret murdering orphans, but it's like telling a bird how much happier he'd be if he didn't have wings.
You're back! And you're gonna SOAR.
First on the list- killing that twit, ?. You don't know why you thought she was so wonderful, but you do know that anyone who could make your old self feel that way deserves to die.
You see her, skulking around the back of the library, getting ready to sleep on a cleared off bookshelf. She seems a little distracted.
This is too easy. You grab a nearby letter opener, step behind her, and slash open her throat, glorying in the kill.
Then you take a drink. Mmmm... Slayer blood, straight from the tap.


Yunalesca
Sigh...
It was nice while it lasted.
For one day, you had it all. Power. Respect. The adoring eyes of all who beheld you.
But it looks like, while you managed to get rid of the nasty side effects of the original spell, this had the additional effect of making it last much shorter. Lame.
Moping, you idly throw pencils at a trash can. Why are you even here?
Maybe things will look better in the morning.
You lie down to sleep...
...and waken, briefly, when you hear a noise. You open your eyes, but all you manage to see is a boot speeding towards your face before you sink back into silent, blissful oblivion.
You are dead!