Supernatural Mafia

[phil.™]

Aco, Kion, Mikey, Nem, Pass.
That's fiveeeeeee.

You guys really FUCKED this up

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Ok, now I'm worried that phil isn't mafia.

We have someone who is USING THEIR BRAIN!

[Nemesis]

ok, now i'm worried that phil isn't mafia.

dooooonnnnnnnn'tttttt ccccaaaaaarrrrreeeeee

[phil.™]

First of all, again before I get lynched, I'd like to congratulate mafia for steering all claims towards VT, and making everyone believe you. Ya'll are just laughing and snickering, knowing those who are about to get lynched is not scum, and how easy it is to mind fuck us. Brilliant, indeed brilliant.

Also, if i was scum, you think i would put all that attention on myself D3? I put all that attention on myself to get something moving, i didn't care if i got lynched, i'm a VT. If i was scum, i would give talk but very minimum, and wait for the night *cough* what aco is doing.

[What]

Thats a lynch, now everyone shut the hell up. Scene coming in a couple hours.

[What]

Voted for Lynch: Aco, Pass, Mikey, Kion
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Now:

Things were relatively quite this day, but not much was becoming clear.
They had seemed to have given up, submitting to their situation in ignorance.

“Well we seemed to have reached an impasse.”

“No one has any ideas?”

“It would seem not.”

“Look, I am telling you guys the truth, I’m on your side, if they only way to prove that is by my death so be it.”

“Are you serious? What good will that do?”

“Listen, I never really knew all this stuff was real, I just wanted to have a good show, this is too much, just end it man.”

“Well, if you insist…..”

Phil- Ed Zeddmore (Vanilla Townie) has been lynched.

Smiles broke over a few of the remaining faces, while the others were growing increasingly desperate.
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Night 4 begins

[Sin]

*hurry uuup faaaags!*

[phil.™]

**yikessss..**

[brett friggin favre]

***this is like watching a kid tie his shoelaces together and he tries to walk away and it takes 4 fucking weeks for him to fall on his face***

[CYBER]

***this is like watching a kid tie his shoelaces together and he tries to walk away and it takes 4 fucking weeks for him to fall on his face***

*more like Watching retarded adult mentally challenged fat men with the beer bong cap and retro Walkman earbuds shedding tears as they constantly drop their favorite ice cream cone on the ground... Very... Very... Fucking.... Slowly. *

[What]

Then:

Even with their depleted numbers, the town was abuzz this night.

“We can make sure that you reach the target tonight.”

“Good, it’s his time to go.”

“Everything is set, now go.”

One separated from the group eager to stalk his pray again, this time intending to strike.

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He found his pray, busy in the barn.

“You have been a thorn in our side long enough, I’m going to enjoy this.”

“You? I should have known.”

“I think you have said and done enough, we’ve enjoyed your foolishness but it’s time to end this!”

Eyes glowing yellow were the last thing he saw, as his head was torn clean off his shoulders, and then went back to the rest with another.

Nemesis – Samuel Campbell (Town Jailer) has been killed.

Across town one was hoping to come closer to solving this mystery, while another was taken in, for his protection or maybe someone else’s.

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Now:

Day 5 begins.