I'll admit… I was expecting a lynch cancel but I'm not complaining.

Predictable.

It's always the cat.

crocty….i trusted you….I….I loved…you.

The Lynch fairy came to visit me with an important message that Crocty and Hark may be criminals. I was told to pass that on but I could not tell you until after the lynch otherwise I would have been force feed my own stomach.

Monkey. You sure these pills are aspirin?




Also

seventy2
nor has he claimed any good in this game.

Want some salt with your words?

Hmmm…..


…Whatever.

—

While I'm on the subject (The subject being me posting, as this is my first post this thread) I figured I would write something about responsible rivalries.

Rivals: Two people who usually compete against each other. This can be in any way. Rivals can be friends or they can be enemies, but it does not mean they simply hate each other unconditionally.
Good example: “Oh no we're always on a different side and you always kill me. Fuck you, rival.”
Bad example: “WE MAY BE ON THE SAME TEAM BUT I'LL GET YOU ANYWAY.”

Victims: A person who is killed constantly by soemone. Rivalry implies equality in skill!

Frenemies: (You guys may be thinking of this) People who, while friends, yell at each other and insult each other a lot. They will also do anything to spite each other.
Good example: “WE MAY BE ON THE SAME TEAM AND FRIENDS BUT I'LL GET YOU ANYWAY.”
Bad example: “While we are frenemies I must choose to play this game logically, and team up with you until you are proven guilty.”

Friends: Good god I'm not writing anything about this, why did I even put it?

Enemies: (Again, some of you may be thinking of this) Two people who hate each other. They will do anything to spite each other because they hate each other. A bit like frenemies only nothing like it.


Please, people. Cmon.

Crocty
.Snip.

Clear as always.

Also, this might be the most succesful double lynch we have ever held. Great Succes.

Salsa
Harkovast aka Bob and Crocty the Demolitions Expert need a brain transplant.

Ah, we did it! We got Harkovast and, and…and… -sob-

I was hoping to explode in a blaze of dramatic justice. We'd both have avenged ourselves instantly. Being murdered by someone else just won't be the same ;_;

A Reaver

seventy2
nor has he claimed any good in this game.

Want some salt with your words?

sorry salt increases my blood pressure.

crocty
Rivalry

Good example.

aha it was obvious I would never die because mafia member see that I'm am truly an asset to them because I disrupt the clue finding process,or because I'm bad at understanding them.

aha it was obvious I would never die because mafia member see that I'm am truly an asset to them because I disrupt the clue finding process,or because I'm bad at understanding them.

aha it was obvious I would never die because mafia member see that I'm am truly an asset to them because I disrupt the clue finding process,or because I'm bad at understanding them.

I'm sorry; I didn't quite catch that. Could you repeat?

No more actions. Narration will be up soon.

Narration? What is that?




TO Rengishi:

Life goes on
Come of age
Can't hold on
Turn the page

Time rolls on
Wipe these eyes
Yesterday laughs
Tomorrow cries

Narration

Heavy Metal thundered from the hulk of the freighter as the man came for the third night in a row. The righteous chords and heavy distortion died as he walked into the hollowed out hull. The speakers hummed ominously as the music stopped. The Black Marketeer quirked an eyebrow as he looked at his increasingly familiar guest.

“Again?”

“Yeah,” the other man said meekly.

“Same Deal?”

“Yep.”

“Alright, let's go see your friend,” the smuggler replied as he turned off the amps and set the guitar aside.

—-

The medic sat beside the tank driver in the cabin that was quickly becoming home for both of them.

"And, why are we blowing up corpses?“

”In order to master any skill, you need to practice. Gunnery is no different.“

”Okay.“

The tank driver lined up his sights on his first target.

”You see that?“

”No.“

”Here,“ the driver handed a set of binoculars to the medic.

”Hey, that's BffSatan!“

BOOM!

”…and now he's gone.“

The driver lined up his next target.

”Good GOD! That's three klicks away!“

”And it's crocty's body.“

BOOM!

”And now he's gone, too.“

”Hey, who's that?"

BOOM!


Anthony Mercer aka “Bob” is another smoking hot crater.


In the barracks the chief, unaware that his last minion has met his untimely demise.

“Ducks!”

He clapped his hand over his mouth and cursed his habit of shouting random things when nervous.

“S-s-s-sssssssalmon!”

He briefly considered amputating his tongue out. His target seemed not to notice. He should be, here, right, about, now!

“XYLOPHONE!”

“Huh?”

His target turned towards the sound as the chief leaped out at him. He dodged the charging chief while protecting the other two people he was with.

“You there! BOY!”

“Oh geez, I'm not a friggen boy!”

The chief rushed him again.


The chief was thrashed just like Hark.


—-

A smugly smiling tank driver turned to his passenger in the tank.

“Practice makes perfect. Now, how about a game of chess.”

“Uh, sure.”


Day 4 is here
Night 3 is out

Lynch VOTES!

A Reaver (1):
I Am 1337 Master

seventy2 (3):
A Reaver
He's the friggin CO
Ochi

Oh dear… this is just becoming embarrassing now.

I would really hate to be in the resistance.

I'm going to lynch…

Narration
“Same Deal?”

…SAME

I Am The 1337 Master
I'm going to lynch…

Narration
“Same Deal?”

…SAME

Your stupidity at times makes my palm move upwards to my face.
Blatantly obvious guitar clue and now you're trying to get me lynched after I've actually proven to be pro humbug or whatever.

2 possibilities.

1. You're trying to protect yourself by bringing up a name relevant to my past account but also a common word that gets used every day.

2. You crazy.

I Am The 1337 Master
I'm going to lynch…

…SAME

The hell you will! -shakes fist ludicrously-

The chief's seventy2. The “random” clue could be several people, but “YOU THERE. BOY.” is the title of a thread he started. Let's lynch him! <3

I Am The 1337 Master
I'm going to lynch…

Narration
“Same Deal?”

…SAME

That's a good point. Common words like “same” must be clues.

So just the chief standing in the way of a HUMBUG victory?

As a side note, on re-reading the role list, and watching narrations, the tank seems to be a sligtly overpowered role. Not to mention that constant medic attention effectively gives him three lives.

D_Dude
So just the chief standing in the way of a HUMBUG victory?

Good question. Do we also need to capture the recon pilot and/or kill the black marketeer, in order to win?

D_Dude
As a side note, on re-reading the role list, and watching narrations, the tank seems to be a sligtly overpowered role. Not to mention that constant medic attention effectively gives him three lives.

Very true, especially considering the fact that his extra life regenerates.

But then again, the were allot of very powerful roles in this game.

Kill the Black Marketeer? No.

Capture the Recon Pilot? I'm going to leave that up to you guys. Personally. Capturing the Recon Pilot was secondary to killing the resistance and the Schlockinator, so I would say no, but you guys can decide to keep playing or this can be the last narration.

Salsa
you guys can decide to keep playing or this can be the last narration.

Well… that is dependent on tonights lynch being a success or not. The chief still does have his lynch cancel.

If the lynch is a success and the guilty is indeed the Chief then I guess it means a victory for us. Unless anyone wants to object.

Salsa
Kill the Black Marketeer? No.

Capture the Recon Pilot? I'm going to leave that up to you guys.

I'm also ok with stopping. I've been watching out for the Marketeer since Night 1 so I really didn't want him to have to die. I was actually gonna ask today if he could be spared.

Oh right, and vote seventy2. Let's end this, graaaar.

ooooh, why's the military member gotta be the chief? now we're just profiling.

Alright.

The jig is up. I am the Chief.

I just let my two guys get lynched. i totally didn't use cancel lynch.