I nifd ti dod htat FE si os agnaist em rof gibleievn fruby. Ti's reptty oiusvbo ta htis iopnt hatt eh aws otwn, rsoncidenig htings own htat eh ash eebn ylnchde.

Ehtes opst ylnch ccaustainos rea suuyall a dogo gnis fo htat.

Wohtisere Fruby si yllis.

I'm sorry, I'm not clear why you're all hot and bothered by me hammering. I've waited and waited and waited for some evidence that proves your innocence.

As it is, I haven't seen anything, and still more people believe that you are guilty. There were half a dozen people on all with votes on you. However, no one has removed any of their votes other than ZYX.

And I may be wrong, you may well be telling the truth, but I don't think so.

Too much lying upfront for me to believe your second claim.

I can't figure the bolded word out...and I have never seen someone so easily convinced of someone else's towniness by just a claim of being town, of being a bomb, and of having "his role too important to reveal". I have also never seen someone have a random defender from just that little info either. The fact he also claimed to be so important and was only a RBer makes me have no reason to trust anything he says. I have however seen mafia that until the mod says they are lynched and are mafia will continue to claim towniness, in an effort to...I honestly don't know as they can't be unlynched. The only reason i could see to false roleclaim/claim bomb/something else like that, is if you are a Vig, Doc, or Cop. RBer is nice, but not all that great. It seems most of the time if the person is town there is reasonable logical defenses of them. however, if people randomly start defending/deflecting onto the accusers of said person, the lynch target is mafia and their scum buddies are just seeking to cause confusion among the town...

Erm, Wade, you know that you're not allowed to edit posts, right?

He appears to have done it more than once.

Eh's teh mage neegi form ness-!

Hmm, well there was a hunch expressed that he might be mafia...we'll find out

I'm guessing you're right.

There have been codes at the top of the write-ups and he's just going to laugh at us for pointing out his edits.

Well, the phase is long over. I was driving yesterday, and forgot to lend my vote to someone who would be active during the phase. Curious as to whether my vote was stolen or a simple Mod miscount. Furby protesting after he's been hammered as giving me serious doubts though. Why keep trying at that point when the write-up will show your alignment?

cus I am town, you silly mafiosos. If wade is editing thn he got the role I wanted the most. Mafia is going to try to kill him now, the doctor should have his back. And about the phase, Kenny probably had a long nigth, we should give him a break.

Ok, which role are you referring to? And are the codes associated with a role or something else? I'm confused.

the role in question is the game genie from the snes game. That role lets wade "cheat" like editing his post or copypasting a mod pm, if the role did not change he can only cheat once per phase. Oh and I think the role specify he cant say he is cheating, he has to laugh and disregard our comments

Current vote:

eternalrage (1): spworldtour
FurbyFrank (4): Rokk_Krinn + EragonFan, eternalrage, Vlad3theImpaler, PhoenixFire, malakim2099, Wade Wilson, Sigdr, DarqFeonix

EragonFan's vote tied to Rokk_Krinn

With 16 players remaining, 9 votes are needed for a majority.

A majority has been reached!

*The moderator was busy baking cookies all weekend and had a very limited time to get online. The few minutes here and there were not enough to allow him a full write-up or proper discussion in the ToC threads either. However, his cookies are wonderful.

Day 2: A Royal Pain

The Christmas music played in the background as Kenny put together his Christmas tree.

"Komm wir ziehen, komm wir ziehen den Schlitten durch den Wald.
Still wird es zu Hause, denn der Weihnachtsmann kommt bald.
Komm wir ziehen, komm wir ziehen über Schnee und Eis,
auf verschneiten Wegen, nur die Glöckchen klingen leis."

He sang along to the song with almost perfect enunciation of the German words.

"Are you seriously singing Jingle Bells in German?" Jason asked, pulling out a strand of golden lights. "Because, dude, let me tell you, that is AWESOME."

Kenny laughed. "Well, I AM of German decent, but in all honesty, I think it's one of the best versions of the song instrumentally." Kenny grabbed the royal purple garland and compared it to the green of the tree he purchased. He looked at the purple ornaments of various shades and shapes. His Christmas color choices complemented each other so well, and he was very pleased with the selection of purple ornaments he had to choose from. He always worried about the silliest of things, and whether or not his chosen color would be readily available for purchase was one such worry. At least he was able to...

"ENOUGH." Said the presence. "We are not turning this game into another introspective 'Look at the splendor and pain of my life.' This game is already self-serving since you've made it all about YOUR games."

The presence waved his hand, and the scene of the Christmas tree vanished. "I am all for progressing the storyline, and I understand your heartfelt response to all of this, but Violet lost, and no amount of reminiscing is going to save him now."

The presence walked over to Kenny and grabbed the prism out of his hand. "This is all you need to do." The presence turned to Violet and held the prism out. Violet stood his ground, holding his cape in front of him, trying to shield away the powers of absorption the prism held.

"AVENGE ME, MY SUBJECTS! LET IT BE KNOWN I WAS A JUST KING THROUGH AND THROUGH!!!" He cried out as the power of the prism overcame him.

The presence smiled at the prism, knowing that another job was well done. As he turned to leave the scene, Kenny stood in front of him.

"This is my game..." Kenny said, for the first time regretting his decision to allow the presence into this game. "You never should have been allowed back in, but against my better judgment, I approved it. But it ends here."

The presence smiled devilishly. "Aside from cheating, there's nothing you can do to get rid of me. It's in their hands now. And at the rate they are going, they'll never figure it out in time."

"They don't have to figure it out. You're going back where you came from here and now." Kenny said. "I gave you a second chance, and you're wrecking everything just like before. I won't allow you to disrupt all of my hard work!" Kenny started to transform. He began to develop a gray colored armor, seemingly plastic in appearance. He had an SNES mouse pad shield as well as a super scope. "You're playing with power... I'm playing with SUPER power."

The presence laughed at the awful pun. "Please, K-SNES was useless before. And you're useless now. But thank you for bringing that power into light for me. I'll take that, if you don't mind."

K-SNES charged up a shot in the super scope, but as he fired it, the presence vanished and reappeared behind K-SNES. "Kenny, Kenny, Kenny... Do you really love playing mafia games so much that you insist on including yourself in every game? Surely it must get tiring after awhile." The presence attempted to grab K-SNES' throat from behind, but a SNES mouse wrapped around the presence and slammed him into a nearby wall.

The presence, startled by the attack, looked at K-SNES. K-SNES had now grown a tail, two seemingly endless lengths of super nintendo cables with a controller at the end of each. He launched both tails at the presence, then a chest cavity opened, launching the mouse once again. The cables started to wrap the presence up, hoisting him into the air. K-SNES pulled out a blue Lethal Enforcers gun as the Super Scope mounted itself on K-SNES' shoulder, starting to charge another shot.

The presence vanished.

K-SNES looked around, annoyed with himself that he did not act in time to stop the presence. K-SNES lowered his guard, believing the presence ran off, but suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in the small of his back.

"Thank you for including the Satellaview in your transformation." The presence said from behind. It's allowing me easy access to every aspect of you, the power that I need to finish with all of the other games you've ran. And soon, I'll be able to branch out into every Mafia game... not just yours."

"NOOOO!!!!" K-SNES cried out as the power began to fade away, being drawn into the presence. Within seconds, the power of K-SNES was gone, and only Kenny remained behind. Kenny fell to his knees, weakened from the power drain.

"Pitiful as always. A terrible mafia player, a mediocre moderator, a writer of contrived gibberish... Really, you're in charge of the storyline here, and you couldn't even make yourself stronger than anyone else here." The presence boasted.

Kenny stood up, his back to the presence. In what seemed like a flash, Kenny turned around and punched the presence. His fists flew fast and they hit hard. The presence was knocked off balance once again. Blow after blow, Kenny struck against the presence. He actually drew blood. The presence, for the first time ever, felt himself being threatened. This was not good. Where did this strength come from? Kenny had already been so drained, yet he seemed stronger now than before.

There was no time to ponder what was happening here. The presence knew that Kenny was now a serious threat, and the players may actually stand a chance in finding out who he was. Kenny would offer him no further protection now. The game was one, and things were going to get ugly.

The presence backed away as Kenny brought up another fist of fury. So enraged, Kenny never noticed the switch that the presence pulled, and Kenny's fist flew right into something else, something he wasn't expecting. The resulting sound snapped Kenny out of his rage...

~*ba-CLUCK*~

Kenny stood there, realizing the presence was gone, but this was far from over. He walked back over to where the scene started, picking up a royal velvet cape and a gilded, amethyst encrusted crown. "Just say the word, my liege... You know what to do."

FurbyFrank has been removed from the game! He was Violet (Color - Town), a regal man who claimed rulership in a new land, but his subjects would do nothing to follow his word, spending their time instead undoing his rule.

Day 2 has ended, and Night 2 has begun. Send in your actions. You have 24 hours.

Night 2: The Calling...

Input code: ZRTR-CKNG

**********

"Here, ducky, ducky, ducky... Here duck! Come get the delicious piece of bread I have here for you!" He cried out, waving some crust in the air. He looked pretty ridiculous out in the middle of the woods, but a promise is a promise. "Stupid duck... like I have all night to spend doing this..." He sighed as his frustration levels began to rise.

*snap*

He turned back to the sound. "Who's there? Duck? Duck, is that you? Come on, I want to find you and claim my reward for my good dead... if my friends saw me, GOD, I'd be so embarassed..." He walked over to where he heard the noise, but something came shooting out of a bush, piercing him in the chest. He grabbed at his chest and gasped deeply before falling over stunned.

His assailant walked out from the bushes and looked at his target. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but..." He pulled out a flute. "I've had the duck all along." He played a melody, and the duck came flying out towards him. As it swooped down to pick the person up, a large hand reached out and grabbed the duck, crushing the life out of it. The duck vanished from the plane of existence. The person who summoned the duck looked horrified. "NO! What did you do?" He asked, trying to rush to the now non-existant duck's aid.

The presence smiled. "He wasn't supposed to be here. And, well frankly, you shouldn't be here either." The presence started to approach, but something else caught his attention. "Really?" He questioned himself as in disbelief. "Well, that won't do at all." The presence disappeared, leaving the boy behind, confused. He looked at the person he attacked and shook his head. "At least I learned something useful tonight."

**********

He was creeping along as he normally did during the night, but something struck him from behind and solidified him. As he stood there trapped within a makeshift prison of safety, he would have a lot of visitors. Unfortunately, when your guests assume you are no more than a statue, there is little socializing to be had. As quickly as they came, they left the same way.

One in particular laughed at him, thinking he was a rank amateur in comparison. Perhaps it was just that person's way of feeling better about not being able to complete their task for the night.

**********

"AAAAAAWWOOOOOOOO!!!!" He cried out, riding atop a wolf from the nearby forest. He began to hum the theme from Bonanza and waving a giant foam cowboy hat around. "Giddyup little doggies!" He cried out as the rest of the pack followed hot on his tail.

"It's like a package of hot dogs, perfect size for my buns!" He cried out, then with great acrobatic skill, he hopped off the wolf. "Wait... That came out wrong." The wolves surrounded him. "Hey, I promise you, I don't swing that way... Vanessa can prove it... if she's not hating me this week. I'm not sure this month. What issue are we on?" He pulled out a script and began thumbing through the pages. "Nope... not appearing this week... In fact, it seems she's dead. So I guess she won't be back for another year at least."

He closed the script and raised a finger. "I really don't get these editors from time to time." A wolf lunged at him, but he stepped to the side as he started dialing his phone. The phone started to ring, and another wolf lunged and missed. "Yeah... Joey De Q? Look, I have a bone to pick with you... Uh huh... So what if it's a pun? Hey, I... You're the... But then.... OH NO YOU DIDN'T!!!.... What does Bendis' hot dogs have to do with... I'm not a code approved book. I can get away with... Will you just..." He heard a click on the other end... "Hmm... Bendis must have shown up for dinner. Now, where was I?"

He looked at the pack of growling wolves. "Man, when did Madrox and Wolfsbane finally have those babies?"

The wolves lunged upon him as he drew one of his swords. "Bring it on, *Expletive for Female Dogs*"

He popped his head up as the scene began to fade away. "Again, not a code approved book, people." He started to add in the letters of the word as the screen faded completely.

**********

A metallic voice was emanating from a nearby run-down shack. "Anyone... If you can hear me..." The voice cried out. "Please, I have information that may be helpful, but I need your assistance."

Someone passing by heard the voice, but the person ignored it. Perhaps a trap... but the person could be honest and seeking legitimate help. But really, this person felt they had nothing to gain from it. After all, the night was already almost gone, and there was still something left to do.

"Please... I..." The voice said in a weakened voice. It seemed like a severe hurt was inflicted to this man's pride. Finally, the door to the shack opened. "Thank Pazuzu that... No..."

"Yes, Dullahan, I'm afraid it is. Is this really your plan? Draw attention to yourself in the hopes that someone will rescue you? Really, I was planning to inflict your curse upon someone, which is why I spared you. Unfortunately, you're turning out to me too much a pain in a non-existent neck for me to keep around. So, off you go." The presence waved his hand, and the head of Dullahan disappeared into oblivion.

**********

Speaking softly, the static in the air began to pick up. The target knew that something was amiss with the forces of nature. The sky began to rumble, and countless bolts of lightning struck down, incinerating the target before any defense could even be conjured. Nothing was left behind other than a somber thought in the killer's mind. A small comfort was taken in the target killed, but nothing more than that.

JSR4 has been removed from the game! He was The Duck (The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past - Town), an avian friend who would swap people around whenever they summoned him.

The Darkstone has been removed from the game! He was Dullahan (Final Fantasy: Mystic Quest - Town), a headless knight who would use his rapier to let others feel the bane of his existence, one clean slice at a time.

Sigdr has been removed from the game! He was ?????

Night 2 has ended, and Day 3 has begun. With 14 players remaining, 8 votes are needed for a majority.