.Snip.Clear as always.
Also, this might be the most succesful double lynch we have ever held. Great Succes.
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[spoiler]Harkovast aka Bob and Crocty the Demolitions Expert need a brain transplant.[/spoiler]Ah, we did it! We got Harkovast and, and…and… -sob-
Narration
Heavy Metal thundered from the hulk of the freighter as the man came for the third night in a row. The righteous chords and heavy distortion died as he walked into the hollowed out hull. The speakers hummed ominously as the music stopped. The Black Marketeer quirked an eyebrow as he looked at his increasingly familiar guest.
"Again?"
"Yeah," the other man said meekly.
"Same Deal?"
"Yep."
"Alright, let's go see your friend," the smuggler replied as he turned off the amps and set the guitar aside.
—-
The medic sat beside the tank driver in the cabin that was quickly becoming home for both of them.
"And, why are we blowing up corpses?"
"In order to master any skill, you need to practice. Gunnery is no different."
"Okay."
The tank driver lined up his sights on his first target.
"You see that?"
"No."
"Here," the driver handed a set of binoculars to the medic.
"Hey, that's BffSatan!"
BOOM!
"…and now he's gone."
The driver lined up his next target.
"Good GOD! That's three klicks away!"
"And it's crocty's body."
BOOM!
"And now he's gone, too."
"Hey, who's that?"
BOOM!
[spoiler]
Anthony Mercer aka "Bob" is another smoking hot crater.
[/spoiler]
In the barracks the chief, unaware that his last minion has met his untimely demise.
"Ducks!"
He clapped his hand over his mouth and cursed his habit of shouting random things when nervous.
"S-s-s-sssssssalmon!"
He briefly considered amputating his tongue out. His target seemed not to notice. He should be, here, right, about, now!
"XYLOPHONE!"
"Huh?"
His target turned towards the sound as the chief leaped out at him. He dodged the charging chief while protecting the other two people he was with.
"You there! BOY!"
"Oh geez, I'm not a friggen boy!"
The chief rushed him again.
[spoiler]
The chief was thrashed just like Hark.
[/spoiler]
—-
A smugly smiling tank driver turned to his passenger in the tank.
"Practice makes perfect. Now, how about a game of chess."
"Uh, sure."
Day 4 is here
Night 3 is out
I'm going to lynch…"Same Deal?"…SAME
So just the chief standing in the way of a HUMBUG victory?Good question. Do we also need to capture the recon pilot and/or kill the black marketeer, in order to win?
As a side note, on re-reading the role list, and watching narrations, the tank seems to be a sligtly overpowered role. Not to mention that constant medic attention effectively gives him three lives.Very true, especially considering the fact that his extra life regenerates.
Kill the Black Marketeer? No.
Capture the Recon Pilot? I'm going to leave that up to you guys. Personally. Capturing the Recon Pilot was secondary to killing the resistance and the Schlockinator, so I would say no, but you guys can decide to keep playing or this can be the last narration.
you guys can decide to keep playing or this can be the last narration.Well… that is dependent on tonights lynch being a success or not. The chief still does have his lynch cancel.
Kill the Black Marketeer? No.I'm also ok with stopping. I've been watching out for the Marketeer since Night 1 so I really didn't want him to have to die. I was actually gonna ask today if he could be spared.
Capture the Recon Pilot? I'm going to leave that up to you guys.
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