Wow.
Major wagon on obvious town move. Screw you, guys. I hope you all love failing.
Claiming as a War Vet is the right thing to do. Seeing as how you could easily block me or whatever, but you freak out about roles.
The people that are going to lynch me on role are incredibly scummy and are clearly suspect to being scum.
I am now going to write as big as possible to horribly annoy everyone that thinks they are right:
If I were going to lie about my role, I'd certainly pick Kook instead, since War Vet would require that I'd have to kill everyone that came toward me, as opposed to the wusses that obviously don't want to test it. Clearly, you're all either stupid or scum--Possible both!
I'm a clear shot for investigations and tracking and what-not, and the obvious answer to claiming is that it prevents others from killing each other on me. I'd probably kill the Doctor, the Detective, and a total of 0 Doppelgangers. If I were scum War Vet, I'd not claim and let people suicide on me constantly. And if you really think I'm lying, I'd suggest that you try to action me. That'll get some laughs. And if you think it'd simply be easier to turn off my power, then it might as well be easier for everyone else to simply not action at night, too. Also, when I eventually claim as such, people will STILL assume I'm scum, because they didn't die when they actioned me, resulting in yet more ignorance.
Please notice that Jim Groovester never tries to prove I'm scum, but votes for me nonetheless. Instead, he points out how JanusTwoface takes my claim as obvious, implying that Janus is scum (Which would simultaneously imply me as town...) No, on the contrary, he just says I'm afraid of investigation, when there are much better ways to avoid the investigation. Like actually being a War Vet. Or saying you're a Kook. Or being named Jim Groovester and being admitted to special education classes.
Pandarsenic tries to first insinuate that I'm WIFOMing, in hopes of creating a bandwagon through doubt-casting, and when that partially succeeds, he quickly hops the wagon with little to no reasoning, other than that I'm quite clearly trying to RiA, instead of saving lives. He'll instead WIFOM the entire town to jump into the nearest canyon, his mother, which is quite possibly also his sister.
forsaken is simply a moronic idiot that would never be able to find anyone to love him in his life, and therefore takes his hate of the world out on me, the embodiment of all that hates him. Honestly, I can't blame him: He deserves it for failing so hard.
Leafsnail is obviously selling himself on the corner as we speak, so calling him various prostitute-related names do the trick of pointing attention to it. He's also waiting to kill the wealthiest person that visits him, quite clearly me (I met him upon entering the building.) He'll then consume my body secretly, stating that he was wrong for such-and-such reason that is clearly flawed.
I, on the other hand, am now laughing at all of you and will refuse to help anyone on the other side, mostly because I know that even with my help, you'll think that shooting yourselves in the face is the right option, despite my pointing out the obvious of obvious, probably from you all being blind bottom-feeders incapable of intelligent thought. Nah, I say. I really hope you understand something.