Tell me about it. I might have a power maybe. And my AWC is just stupid. Seriously, it is.

So... time for the random pressure?

Actually, not quite random, but what the hey, it's a hunch.

Vote: justphilty

Whatever. vote: justphilthy

justphilthy was replaced by SkyKushryd. I mentioned it, but I forgot to change my intial post. My bad.

vote Sky

Let's do something.

Kyle Dupree, Jailkeeper

I've been jailkeeper myself since I replaced philthy, because my AWC is to be the hammer vote on 3 lynches.

Funny thing: I had this exact thing as an actual win condition in a Plush Cthulhu game a long time ago.

Now I have to go to work (working nightshifts this week), but I'll be back around 11pm, cause that's my breaktime, so leave Amy lynches open for me ok?

Yup, you did. Hahaha.

Sorry, missed the replacement notice. Assuming Fredwood is silenced as he's been quite chatty, but now not so much... well, hrm. I'm at a loss. Remove Vote

A few theories cropped up, but nothing substantial, and no one felt the cold embrace of death by daylight.

Day 4 has ended, Night 4 has begun! You have 24 hours to submit your actions, if applicable

Sorry for the late closing, got kinda busy with work.

Act 2, Scene 1: Curtain Rises on a small vista overlooking the town square. Rosario is watching people pass by on the streets from a windowsill in the vista. A juggler performs, but no one is watching.

ROSARIO: You there! Simpleton!

??? enters state right. ??? is a simpleton.

???: I seem to be lost. I'm not supposed to be in this play.

ROSARIO: Simpleton, I will give you an applecore to find my love and bring him to me. Rosario says this slowly, as if he is slow in understanding. A yummy applecore?

???: I find that offensive.

A little while later, the crowd was dispersing, and the actor stood alone on the stage. The dark-clothed man was right behind him, and wrapped a cloaked arm around his mouth, to stifle any sounds. It seemed as if no one was paying the stage any more attention, except for one brave soul, who dashed up onto the stage, and dutifully ran at the dark-clothed individual. The dark-clothed individual, not wanting anyone to get a good view of him, chose to drop his target and flee. The brave rescuer attempted to give chase, but returned to the actor soon enough. Disaster had been avoided, for certainty.
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Through a complicated device once used for destruction, the elder man had seen all he needed to know.
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Sitting on his expensive fur chair, the eldest of the Mull brothers relaxed. Everything seemed to be going quite alright for him, despite some hiccups along the way. He looked out of his second story window, to gaze at the corn field across from his home. But he spied someone in the reflection of the glass. Spinning around, it was already too late, as his killer pounced upon him.

"Payback hurts, doesn't it?"

The killer then began working tirelessly. There was no blood, no fingerprints, no evidence whatsoever that could be found.

malakim2099 is dead! He was Jack Mull, the Land Claimer (Town), who had been staking his turf since he arrived.

Night 4 has ended, Day 5 begins! You have 24 hours to deliberate and mingle.

Sky is mafia: I lay high odds to near absolute.

vote skykushryd

If you want to bemoan, whine, or gripe, be my guest. Rather than prolonging the issue, you could also provide all your night targets.

vote: sky for more pressure.

I got a confusing result last night. Not a failure, but not a success.

Linkor was the recipient of my note pass.

Your target... I do not know who he targeted, but I do know that RP is honest. And that his target was not traceable. -sent while at work.

vote sky to follow gff's lead.

Although we shouldn't rush a lynch, just saying.