Well...that's probably not respectful.

It's not targeting any one person.

You can't tear me apart.

The group looked around and saw murder in all of their eyes. "But guys!!! You know us! We've worked together before! We ruled, we rocked. We were great together."
But the crowd was having none of it.

One of the crowd yelled, "Say 'Bye, Bye, Bye, b!+(#€$"!!!!"

With that, the last boy band kontrol could tolerate since New Edition were no more.

Eternalrage is dead. He was N'Sync's It's Gonna Be Me. (town)

Night 2 begins now. You have 24hrs to get actions in. Don't be slow or you might be

*******There’s only ONE YEAR LEFT!!!!!*******

The group walked down the block with ill intent. The visit from the now dead man had opened his eyes up to new possibilities. They were so weak hearted before, so attached to worldly things. Things like the leader’s ex girlfriend. But no longer, the dead man’s visit didn’t have the effect he had wished, but the clarity of purpose it bestowed onto the leader was quite crystal. The group saw a young woman and her partner as they were coming home from a party. The woman’s familiarity with the group caused her to let her guard down. After all, they’ve worked together in the past. Her partner was much less friendly however. It was in his nature to be distrustful, but his problem was he liked to smoke trees too much and his reflexes were dulled as a result. The group descended on the pair with the momentum of a rolling stone and kept pounding on them until their hearts stopped beating.

Shortly thereafter the woman watching this event take place, Walked over to the body, and checked the pair’s vitals. Content with the results, she smiled, shrugged her shoulders and left.

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Stolen security footage from a local mob boss's lair was submitted to authorities by an anonymous tip. The footage showed the following.

A man sat behind the large desk twirling a coin from one finger to the next. His hat was pulled down low to cast his face in shadow. The broad shouldered man before him seemed to stare at the shiny object as it methodically flashed in the light of the man's desk lamp. After a short conversation, the broad shouldered man nodded in agreement and turned to leave, glancing up at the camera before going off screen.

In a suspiciously related story, a woman made a statement to police today saying she had been the victim of an assault. When questioned by our news team, the soggy woman wrapped herself more tightly in her towel and explained that she was grabbed from behind as she stepped off the subway and dragged into the men's room where her assailant dunked her head in the toilet repeatedly. She said it was tough to hear what the man was saying as he mostly only yelled when she was being held underwater and fighting for her life. "It was terrifying. My life, and some other unmentionable things, flashed before my eyes. The guy didn't seem terribly bright. In fact, as far as interrogators go, he stinks. I was upset at first, crying uncontrollably. I mean, you never think this #### will ever happen to you. But now I'm just pissed. I hope they catch that ###hole and #### him up, but good." The woman's description of her attacker seemed to match that of the hired thug in the anonymously submitted footage. When the woman was shown a still shot from the footage, she confirmed his identity.

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The group were heading home content with their activities for the night. As they walked in the house they saw two people sitting in the foyer.

“You guys have been naughty. Horning into our territory? We don’t like that. So it’s time of you to say goodbye.” The two leap into action. Flittering through the shadows, the group sets themselves up to defend themselves. Voices bounce from the walls from seemingly all around them, cutting the group with each echo. “You’re over matched. You shouldn’t have tried to get into our business.” The two continue to move around the group virtually unseen, the cuts getting deeper and deeper. The blood flowing more freely now. The group looks more like a grotesque Picasso painting. At the end, the two looks over their handiwork and smile, “We make beautiful art together. Don’t we”, one says. “Yes we sure do.”

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Elsewhere

He found one of the victims from the night before.

"Don't worry... I'll make sure you..." He heard something from behind. As he turned to check the noise, something heavy clubbed him from behind, knocking him out. It would be a while before he would come to his senses. Unfortunately, he would no longer remember what he was trying to do.

**************

Later a man was seen leaving the coroner, he seemed troubled by what he found out, but tried to make the best of it. He goes to find one the town’s folk, to try and help them, but he can’t help but think, “Will this really help?”

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Quebbster is dead. He was Christina Aguilera and Redman’s “Dirrty”. An odd pairing if there ever was one. (Town)

Viciousbuddha is dead. He was Maroon 5’s “Sweetest Goodbye”. A group that found themselves facing the wrong type of attention. (Neutral)

Day 3 starts now! There are 13 players left. 7 is the Majority. You have 48 hours to get stuff done. GO!.

Yay...

Well, at least it looks like someone learned something last night. At least two someones.

Checking in, have nothing to add at the moment.

Curious to hear from FurbyFrank. Hope that he has good info to share today.

Well, I failed last night.

I'm not sure I'm following, but was Maroon 5 the SK? The group from the first paragraph, are they the same group in the third paragraph?

I'm not a big Maroon Five fan but I do kinda like Sweetest Goodbye.

Question for Paxy - if he's a Neutral Survivor, why did he target the Cop?

(And, yeah, I admit between misreading his power claim and the fact I didn't think N-Sync would be allied with me led to me blundering yesterday.)

Seemed like the best target for my power.

I think the answer is self evident but let's see what Pax says anyways.

I'm faster than you