Note: Flavor is slightly based on the conversation but I take all rights to interpret as needed for the story.
In other words: Don't read anything into it.
The debate began calmly enough; as well as any conversation about who should die could be. Around mid-day, however, an argument brewed between Major Sephiroth and Free Beer. Accusations became tense and bitter as the day passed into night. Finally, Sonaerage silenced the argument with a scream.
"ENOUGH! It's almost morning! Let's...let's just end it already."
She then slumps into her chair, having used the last of her strength.
Cards are handed out, small and white, where each person is to write one name. A few shake their heads when a card is handed to them, unable to decide. Eduren, being one of the undecided-he accepted the card but simply left it blank on a chair-stood up and counted the votes.
Major Sephiroth[3]: Free Beer, Sonearage, Jetsquirrel
Free Beer[4]:Pandarsenic, Twiggie, Diakron, Major Sephiroth
Eduren[1]:Org
JetSquirel[1]:Toonyman
Major Sephiroth pulled Free Beer up to him by the collar. "Try to kill me scum? Well look who's killed their last." The others, not as eager, drag the chosen man away to the town square.
It took too long for the breath to finally leave him. Too long. Yet, it was done. Without a word, each person left the hanging corpse to pick up their things back at the building. Before they could leave, however, a gasp is heard nearby the center table. Turning around, everyone runs back to see the source of the panic. The rush of people meant that finding the one who called out became impossible, but the reason for the gasp became clear.
One of the white cards was left behind. Instead of a name, two words were written:
You missed.
Free Beer, Townie, has been lynched.
It is now Night 1. You may not post, PM, or discuss this matter in this or any other forum.
Night Roles, send me your PMs with your choices.
The Night will end on Saterday, about 1am EST or when I receive all required PMs.