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Ten days after Samhain, 1057: Night 5 (CONCLUDED)


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Day 2 Final Vote Count

 

Verbal (11/11): Tina, Cloud, Ishy, BG, Razen, Chuckles, Des, Pralaya, Serra, Tiink, Leelou

 

Not Voting: Verb, Mish, Hallia, Yates, Lenlo, Crusher, Dap, Peace, Krak

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*Munching on some dinner and pops over to DM*

Oh... well awesome. Got a scum then. Nice Tina.

 

And I can understand the being afraid of taking a claim like this at its word, but from what des is describing of the two situations its pretty obvious that these are waaaaaay different. So much so that I see no reason for questioning Tina at this time.

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*Munching on some dinner and pops over to DM*

Oh... well awesome. Got a scum then. Nice Tina.

 

And I can understand the being afraid of taking a claim like this at its word, but from what des is describing of the two situations its pretty obvious that these are waaaaaay different. So much so that I see no reason for questioning Tina at this time.

Cult, not scum.

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There was nowhere to run! He was trapped in an alley! He felt fear take over his body as he desperately tried to push against the walls, pleading for a way out. He knew it was over. He knew, as soon as he smelt the stench of it. It was coming. He turned around to face his undoing like a man as the enemy slimed and squelched towards him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

 

 

 

Verbal has drowned in a sea of poop

 

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Malcolm was at his desk penning a missive to the Earl of Wessex when the door to his study banged open.  Standing in the doorway were three men, their faces grim.  Fox Macleod was at their head.  Malcolm had always hated that red-haired dandy.

 

"The King knows of your treachery, Malcolm.  You're to be put under guard until the headsman arrives."

 

Malcolm grimaced.  He walked up to Macleod, twirling his quill.

 

"Very well.  Who sold me out?"

 

"You should be more careful what you tell your bedwarmers," Macleod replied, a smirk on his face,  "or better yet, sleep alone and tend to your own needs.  One of them was my agent."

 

"Damn you, Macleod!  I am the true King!  I will have vengeance," Malcolm cried, shaking his fist.

 

"You will notGuards, please put Lord Malcolm under lock and key until such time as he can face the King's justice."

 

"Never," Malcolm cried, thrusting his quill forward into Macleod's eye socket.  The guards stood there, shocked.

 

"Dammit, you arse, that bloody hurts.  Who in bloody hell stabs someone with a qu--" Macleod's question was cut off as Malcolm stabbed him in the heart with a more conventional weapon, a steel dagger he always carried on his person.

 

At this, the guards broke out of their stupor and ran Malcolm through.

 

 

 

 

 

Verbal, Malcolm mac Duncan, Mafia Vengeful Killer, has been lynched.

 

Tina, Fox Macleod, Town Cop, has been killed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is now Night.  Please submit Night Actions ASAP.  deadline will probably be Sunday evening.

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you know who's been really quiet

 

Krak

Crusher

Ishy

 

 

Hey, I was eating. 

 

Musta been good. Any left?

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Two names that are the same? Weird. Is that in T1, T2, T3 order?

I do too, btw.  Too lazy to look up the post now but I already stated as much.  So far, names don't seem to mean very much.

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