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Post by kyle on Oct 11, 2011 20:36:59 GMT -5
SS - 2 (MM, Fishy)
SMAP - 1 (Soup)
30 minutes
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Post by musicalmafia on Oct 11, 2011 20:46:57 GMT -5
Hans voted SS too. Not sure if you missed it or if it was supposed to happen.
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Post by Hansanator on Oct 11, 2011 21:01:19 GMT -5
You know what? This day is getting absolutely no where, so Imma Vote:SS to spark activity and hopefully make him come out of hiding and answer some questions. MM is correct, I guess my vote was kinda hidden, but here is the original post. |
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Post by kyle on Oct 11, 2011 21:02:24 GMT -5
SS - 3 (MM, Fishy, Hans)
SMAP - 1 (Soup)
30 minutes
Yeah, just a miss. Try not to put votes in sentences like that, It's hard to find.
DAY OVER, WRITE UP SOON!
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Post by Soft and Flabby on Oct 11, 2011 21:02:44 GMT -5
Just lynch me already, Jesus.
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Post by Soup567 on Oct 11, 2011 21:04:31 GMT -5
How much more time do we have? And Soup, if you really are town drunk, what letters did you get? I got another 'b.' |
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Post by musicalmafia on Oct 11, 2011 21:07:58 GMT -5
Hurry before Kyle posts what were all your other letters?
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Post by kyle on Oct 11, 2011 21:10:59 GMT -5
The town congregated around this really annoying member who just grunted and growned and didn't help the town very much. They wouldn't to kill him good, but couldn't come up with a way. Then, suddenly, one of the kids decided to call one of his friends! The person was kept in jail until the guy to kill him showed up. 4 guys came trudging down the road to come up with a creative way to kill this person. Eric Cartman, Kyle Broflovski, Stan Marsh, and Kenny McCormick all showed up at the jail with implements of destruction. "Well, well, well, well, well!" said Cartman. "Look at this fatass!" "Yeah, Cartman, he's even fatter than you!" said Kyle. "Dude, I didn't think that was possible!" said Stan. "SHUT UP JEWFACE" was Cartman's unoriginal response. Then he thought of an idea, and whispered it in the mayor's ear. 'That's brilliant!" said the mayor, and the four kids returned to their homes in Colorado. "Well, time to execute the plan!" said the mayor. They then took him to the Springfield gallows, which nobody had ever bothered to take down. They took four of them and attached them to four people's cars. They then tied one rope to each of his limbs, and the car's formed an x shape, stretching him out. The mayor's wife counted down "5... 7...11...9,000...1!!!" and the cars sped off, dismembering the man. But unfortunately, for all their creative death skills, the man was not a mafiat.
Striped Sweater was Homer, JoaT, town. The Jack of all Trades can kill, investigate, protect, and roleblock once each during the game.
The town said "Oh well, he was annoying, anyway." and headed home.
It's night 5. Night's gonna be a little bit long as my family surprised us with a trip to Branson for the 4 day weekend. night will last until Friday at 9:00 PM.
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Post by Soft and Flabby on Oct 11, 2011 21:12:17 GMT -5
The town said "Oh well, he was annoying, anyway." Inserting your personal opinions into the writeups, clever! |
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Post by kyle on Oct 11, 2011 21:14:38 GMT -5
I'm the host, I do what I want.
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Post by JoeSaintsFan on Oct 14, 2011 15:55:40 GMT -5
Ummm, I kind of need the role PM.
Love, JoeSaintsFan
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Post by kyle on Oct 15, 2011 22:41:08 GMT -5
The town was slowly being whittled down to a much smaller size. In the night, the mysterious clan, now short a member, headed over to town. The leader pulled a cigar from his mouth, and drew a gun, motioning for his allies to do the same. "You have been a hindrance to us. You have set us back many days. Now, you shall pay for your actions." "Heh heh heh," the man laughed. "Come on, guys, I didn't do nothin'!" and he laughed again, that distinctive laugh. The mysterious few got ready to shoot, as the doctor reached for a syringe to stab them with. Unfortunately, the poor doctor wasn't quick enough, and one of the men shot him, a single bullet shot to the head.
MM was Dr. Hibbert, doctor, town. The doctor can protect someone each night, and that person can not be killed.
As if that wasn't enough, a sophisticated man strolled through the dark streets, back to the house he had been to before. He had not hit his target last time, but this time, he was sure he couldn't miss. He pulled a rather large knife from it's sheath, and gently ran his finger over the cool, sharp blade. A small wound opened up on his hand. "Curse this royally montsrous behemoth of a blade!" he said, and pulled a small first aid kit from his back pocket. He reached into the small puch, and grabbed a band-aid. He carefully removed the wrapper, and put the band-aid over his cut. "Now, no more distractions." He grabbed a rope he had set down while ddoctoring his wound, and fashioned a small hook out of metal shards and copper wire that he had brought with him. He attached the hook to the ropw, and threw it in the air towards the roof. The hook clasped onto the house gutter with a loud metallic bang. The nervous character looked around, hoping no one had heard. Nobody awoke within the house, so he grabbed the rope and dangled from it for a second. Both the hook and the gutter held, so he started to climb up. Just as the gutter started to pull away from the house, he grabbed the ledge of the second story window. He took the butt of his kinfe and hit the window with it as hard as he could. The cheap window shattered on the first blow. The boy in bed immediately awoke, and recognized his assailant. "Aye Carumba!" he shouted, "It's..." but he never got the name ou before the attacker had come in, stabbed him cleanly once in the heart, and walked out, his task complete.
Gary was Bart Simpson, prankster, town. The prankster can pick a person, and guess the action that they might take. If they take that action that he guessed, they will fall into his trap, an dbe penalized somehow.
The town was sad to hear about these two brutal deaths, but knew that finding the killers was more vital then ever now.
It is now Day 6. Day will last until Thursday at 9:00 CT.
The Living
Fishy
SMAP
Hans
Soup
Joe
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Post by Hansanator on Oct 15, 2011 23:11:54 GMT -5
Crap this is not good. The town has absolutely no room for error and we don't have our doctor anymore.
Therefore,
Vote:Soup
I successfully roleblocked Fishy again last night, so he didn't make the kill. (This doesn't exactly prove he is town, it just means that he didn't kill anyone) Soup is my main suspect, but then I would say that SMAP is my next.
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Post by Hansanator on Oct 15, 2011 23:14:40 GMT -5
Also, the third person to post after this post will receive an item. Double posting does not count. If you double post, it will be counted as one. Did anyone ever receive this item? I was just reading some of the last few pages to get some clues, when I came across this... |
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Post by Hansanator on Oct 15, 2011 23:50:56 GMT -5
ok, lol. I was just informed that I got the item.
The only problem is that its a tricky one that involves a risk. Tonight, I can use the item on somebody and if they are scum, than we both die, but if they are town, we will both live. I know that it would involve me dying, but this is the only way I could see the town winning. My suggestion is that we lynch Soup (unless somebody has gamechanging information) and then I would use my item on SMAP, unless the general public wants me to use it on somebody else. (I'm not gonna use it on somebody the you guys don't want me to use it on. And if SMAP is town, than he wouldn't have a problem with me using it on him...)
This plan is assuming that their are 2 members of the mafia left, and that Soup and/or SMAP are definitely scum. Even if only one of them are, it would still be important but not as great as snagging them both.
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