As per my clue analysis, I still seriously think bffsatan and crocty are the schlockinator and demolitions expert. If clues come out, please remember~
I'd like to remind the court what happened last time Ochi led a witch hunt against me. (I, the mayor, was killed and Ochi ended up being Mafia; and then everyone in the town died.) I think we should assume that the exact same thing is happening again.
I'd like to remind the court what happened last time Ochi led a witch hunt against me. (I, the mayor, was killed and Ochi ended up being Mafia; and then everyone in the town died.) I think we should assume that the exact same thing is happening again.
Silly goose, it'll soon be obvious that I'm not guilty of anything~
I tried to elect someone innocent, tried to help Mettaur, demonstrated my clue interpretations…besides, I don't want you to get lynched, because then someone else will have to die due to your role. It'd be better if you were slaughtered in the night! ^^
Huh, I managed to write that whole post without using that letter that doesn't exist anymore (according to 1337).
Silly goose, it'll soon be obvious that I'm not guilty of anything~
I tried to elect someone innocent, tried to help Mettaur, demonstrated my clue interpretations…besides, I don't want you to get lynched, because then someone else will have to die. It'd be better if you were slaughtered in the night! ^^
Huh, I managed to write that whole post without using that letter that doesn't exist anymore.
None of that proves anything.
Also, you were probably trying to ill someone last night, but since whoever that was had blac mareteer protection, you failed.
You're probably using me and crocty to distract everyone from that.
The Black Marketeer raised an eyebrow as one of the Humbug troops cautiously walked into his lair.
"You again?"
"Uh, yeah."
He shrugged and returned to tuning his guitar. The grunt looked around a bit helplessly as the other man calmly tuned the strings one-by-one. He set the instrument aside and sighed as he turned to face the obviously spooked man.
"Alright, I assume you want the same deal as last night?" the other man nodded his head, "Okay, just don't go swatting at gre-"
An earth-shatter kaboom (or something very close to it) thundered through the old hulk of the dead star-ship.
[spoiler] "Hi, I'm Bob! Tonight I'm frying some bacon!" [/spoiler]
"Bob" charged them.
[spoiler] and was soundly thrashed. [/spoiler]
"CURSES!"
—-
Elsewhere, the Schlockinator was nursing his wounds. A dark figure stalked up beside him.
"Lemme guess. You're here to make bacon."
"Actually, I'm here to make things nice and even"
[spoiler] BffSatan the Schlockinator is dust in the wind. [/spoiler]
—-
"Check"
"Checkmate"
"Damn, I didn't even see that one."
"That's why I'm a master and you're a novice."
A horrid hooting that could only be heard in the tank filled the cabin as the driver swiveled around to read the data coming on the displays that littered the consoles around him. He looked as he tried to get a lock– THERE!
He squeezed the trigger on the joystick as he lined up his target with the reticle.
[spoiler] ayesinback the Bugman is a smoking hot crater [/spoiler]
"Damn," said the medic that was just beaten at chess.
—-
Back at the wrecked cargo-hauler, the chief just slinked away and disappeared into the darkness after witnessing the way one of his assassins had been trounced. The worst part, he thought to himself, is that he's getting away.
—-
The Demolitions Expert danced a jig after successfully nailing a target.
The Black Marketeer raised an eyebrow as one of the Humbug troops cautiously walked into his lair.
"You again?"
"Uh, yeah."
He shrugged and returned to tuning his guitar. The grunt looked around a bit helplessly as the other man calmly tuned the strings one-by-one. He set the instrument aside and sighed as he turned to face the obviously spooked man.
"Alright, I assume you want the same deal as last night?" the other man nodded his head, "Okay, just don't go swatting at gre-"
An earth-shatter kaboom (or something very close to it) thundered through the old hulk of the dead star-ship.
[spoiler] "Hi, I'm Bob! Tonight I'm frying some bacon!" [/spoiler]
"Bob" charged them.
[spoiler] and was soundly thrashed. [/spoiler]
"CURSES!"
—-
Elsewhere, the Schlockinator was nursing his wounds. A dark figure stalked up beside him.
"Lemme guess. You're here to make bacon."
"Actually, I'm here to make things nice and even"
[spoiler] BffSatan the Schlockinator is dust in the wind. [/spoiler]
—-
"Check"
"Checkmate"
"Damn, I didn't even see that one."
"That's why I'm a master and you're a novice."
A horrid hooting that could only be heard in the tank filled the cabin as the driver swiveled around to read the data coming on the displays that littered the consoles around him. He looked as he tried to get a lock– THERE!
He squeezed the trigger on the joystick as he lined up his target with the reticle.
[spoiler] ayesinback the Bugman is a smoking hot crater [/spoiler]
"Damn," said the medic that was just beaten at chess.
—-
Back at the wrecked cargo-hauler, the chief just slinked away and disappeared into the darkness after witnessing the way one of his assassins had been trounced. The worst part, he thought to himself, is that he's getting away.
—-
The Demolitions Expert danced a jig after successfully nailing a target.
—-
The Recon Pilot couldn't find the Black marketeer
Night 2 is over Day 3 is beginning.
Why is it that only one medic is mentioned? I randomly protected someone last night.