Night 1 Has Begun!
Votecount:Urist Imiknorris | - 0 - | |
Think0028 | - 0 - | |
NUKE9.13 | - 2 - | Dariush, Powder Miner, |
Simple | - 5 - | NUKE9.13, Jack AT, Urist Imiknorris, Toaster, ECrownofFire |
Powder Miner | - 0 - | |
ECrownofFire | - 2 - | Simple, Think0028, |
Ottofar | - 0 - | |
Jim Groovester | - 0 - | |
NativeForeigner | - 0 - | |
Vector | - 0 - | |
Toaster | - 0 - | |
Jack AT | - 0 - | |
Dariush | - 0 - | |
Urist_McArathos | - 0 - | |
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Not Voting | - 4 - | NativeForeigner, Urist McArathos, Ottofar, Jim Groovester, Vector |
No Lynch | - 0 - | |
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Extend | - 0 - | |
Shorten | - 0 - | |
A massive crowd thronged the plaza late into the evening, holding a makeshift trial with a hundred presecutors and two defendants: Simple and NUKE9.13.
To the masses, both were undeniably guilty - the problem was, however, in deciding which one was the
guiltiest. Simple was too nosy and too blind, and couldn't even keep his facts straight as he was saying them. Not only that, but this strange brother of his dying so recently, coupled with the fuzzy dates, seemed to be unlikely at best. NUKE9.13 was a loudmouth, clearly, and a devious showman; he threw his accusations about like off sweets, peddling malformed cases and paranoid speculation to anyone who would consider it.
It was settled when Simple claimed he was sure there was a magical killer about - only witches or fey folk, the people reasoned, would know for sure that that it was so, and they cried for blood, pinning him to the ground and gagging him.
"So be it! Bring the sinner up!" the priest shouted above the sound of the tolling bells.
He was dragged up and stood on the gallows, the cloth removed from his mouth.
"How can you even do this? Look at yourselves! Think for a moment! Think about what you're doing, here!"
"The people have spoken, and you have been discovered. Do you wish to repent to the Lord before your death, cretin?"
"The Devil take you, pretender!"
"No repentance, then. Executioner, you may proceed."
Simple opened his mouth to say something, but had the cloth promptly shoved in before he could utter a sound. Within moments, the noose was expertly placed around his neck and the lever smoothly pulled, dropping him below the deck with a dull crunch.
"Good. Now, take him down."
The priest crouched beside the body, searching it for something. After a few minutes, he rose with a disappointed frown. "Alas, you were not who we thought you were. You are absolved of your sins," he said, "and may you rest in peace."
The executioner cut the body from the rope and threw it into a wagon as the crowd dispersed, its limbs splayed out, landing face down on the heavy wood.
The Northwestern Bell has started ringing!
The Northeastern Bell has stopped ringing!
The Southeastern Bell has started ringing!Stephen "Simple" Engleford has been lynched! He was a
Villager.
The Night will end Wednesday, 9PM GMT.