I cannot make up my mind. It is slightly worrisome that Sjappie did not vote for you. If I were telling the truth and I found scum, I would vote immediately.
Of course, you took your time in voting for Sjappie as well.
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The day grows still. Rosey stands in a pool of cold light, drowning in its colour. Its illumination. Katie's face grows cold in the golden beam, beholding the tool resting between the fingers of her Paragon, her Lala. The gun rises along the joints of Lala's arm, which bends inwards, bowing at the Rosey's temple.
Rosey raises a free hand to wave goodbye to Katie, who shakes her head in disbelief, tears forming in her eyes as the final words form on her friend's lips.
Rosey: Goodbye.
The world explodes under Lala's hand, and the day grows cold. Katie, eyes streaming, breaks out in poem, clutching Rosey's sticky corpse with an earnest longing. Wishing. She screams the words to move a mountain, but none is moved. Lala blows the smoke from her pistol, then turns to leave.
Katie: Oh Rosey, remain!
Please say that you feign
Your body still warm
Oozing out on the lane
Whatever your pain-oh
You did not complain-o
But now you're a stain-o
Splayed out on the lane! No!
I miss your sweet laugh and
Your muffin-filled 'stache!
Tears tear from her eyes as she looks up at Lala with cold, dead fury.
Katie: The end of our path...
Was brought close by wrath
Lala: ...
Katie: Maybe yours will be, too. Watch your back, Lala.
She turns away softly, sadly, poetically, distraught-- Grief and denial clinging to her heart like a dagger of frozen pain stuck in tight and twisted, manifesting in clenched fists-- And heads off to the coffee shop for a muffin. Renée joins her, wiping her own tears away with a puffy bit of cake. She holds Katie's hand well into the evening.
And I believe your vote reached majority already before you unvoted Lala. Katie and I had already voted for Rosey.
Yeppers. Rosey was lynched.
Sorry I missed it, Sjappie. My worrying was for naught since you did vote.
I'm scared of making a mistake AGAIN -- since I voted for Katie day one, and I voted for Tribbo day two. I am playing lousy today so I cannot trust my opinion.
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The day grows still. Rosey stands in a pool of cold light, drowning in its colour. Its illumination. Katie's face grows cold in the golden beam, beholding the tool resting between the fingers of her Paragon, her Lala. The gun rises along the joints of Lala's arm, which bends inwards, bowing at the Rosey's temple.
Rosey raises a free hand to wave goodbye to Katie, who shakes her head in disbelief, tears forming in her eyes as the final words form on her friend's lips.
Rosey: Goodbye.
The world explodes under Lala's hand, and the day grows cold. Katie, eyes streaming, breaks out in poem, clutching Rosey's sticky corpse with an earnest longing. Wishing. She screams the words to move a mountain, but none is moved. Lala blows the smoke from her pistol, then turns to leave.
Katie: Oh Rosey, remain!
Please say that you feign
Your body still warm
Oozing out on the lane
Whatever your pain-oh
You did not complain-o
But now you're a stain-o
Splayed out on the lane! No!
I miss your sweet laugh and
Your muffin-filled 'stache!
Tears tear from her eyes as she looks up at Lala with cold, dead fury.
Katie: The end of our path...
Was brought close by wrath
Lala: ...
Katie: Maybe yours will be, too. Watch your back, Lala.
She turns away softly, sadly, poetically, distraught-- Grief and denial clinging to her heart like a dagger of frozen pain stuck in tight and twisted, manifesting in clenched fists-- And heads off to the coffee shop for a muffin. Renée joins her, wiping her own tears away with a puffy bit of cake. She holds Katie's hand well into the evening.
Oh what fun it is to sing a slaying song tonight.
Oh Jingle Bell, Rosey Fell, Will Sjappie kill tonight?
Or will keyen come on soon to say that we were right?
Hey!
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There's no way a lone scum rolecop would've pulled that gambit when it's not LyLo. They'd just end up getting themselves lynched the next day. Good job, town.
Don't manhandle the urchin. He's not for sale. FIND YOUR OWN! - Xenon the Antiquarian, Dragon Age II
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Whoever is faking, Rosey or SJappie, I'm not going to trust fir a verrrrrryy long time.
VOTE: I don't know. Let me think.
I honestly don't care who.
vote apple
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Mafia: 4 ||Third: 7 ||Town: 39 ||Alien: 1
NK: 19 ||Lynched: 7 ||Alive: 25
Katie votes Rosey
Renee votes Sjappie
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Of course, you took your time in voting for Sjappie as well.
Why would I play myself like this? I would literally have lost my own game.
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Missing Store Stencils / Free Kiddy Stuff / Daily Deals / Daily Deals Spreadsheets / The Gifting Directory
Here!
Some links that helped me a lot:
Missing Store Stencils / Free Kiddy Stuff / Daily Deals / Daily Deals Spreadsheets / The Gifting Directory
Some links that helped me a lot:
Missing Store Stencils / Free Kiddy Stuff / Daily Deals / Daily Deals Spreadsheets / The Gifting Directory
Rosey raises a free hand to wave goodbye to Katie, who shakes her head in disbelief, tears forming in her eyes as the final words form on her friend's lips.
Rosey: Goodbye.
The world explodes under Lala's hand, and the day grows cold. Katie, eyes streaming, breaks out in poem, clutching Rosey's sticky corpse with an earnest longing. Wishing. She screams the words to move a mountain, but none is moved. Lala blows the smoke from her pistol, then turns to leave.
Katie: Oh Rosey, remain!
Please say that you feign
Your body still warm
Oozing out on the lane
Whatever your pain-oh
You did not complain-o
But now you're a stain-o
Splayed out on the lane! No!
I miss your sweet laugh and
Your muffin-filled 'stache!
Tears tear from her eyes as she looks up at Lala with cold, dead fury.
Katie: The end of our path...
Was brought close by wrath
Lala: ...
Katie: Maybe yours will be, too. Watch your back, Lala.
She turns away softly, sadly, poetically, distraught-- Grief and denial clinging to her heart like a dagger of frozen pain stuck in tight and twisted, manifesting in clenched fists-- And heads off to the coffee shop for a muffin. Renée joins her, wiping her own tears away with a puffy bit of cake. She holds Katie's hand well into the evening.
Oh what fun it is to sing a slaying song tonight.
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Yeppers. Rosey was lynched.
Sorry I missed it, Sjappie. My worrying was for naught since you did vote.
I'm scared of making a mistake AGAIN -- since I voted for Katie day one, and I voted for Tribbo day two. I am playing lousy today so I cannot trust my opinion.
Seriously though, okes. Get it right tomorrow.
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Oh Jingle Bell, Rosey Fell, Will Sjappie kill tonight?
Or will keyen come on soon to say that we were right?
Hey!
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Town: 100 | Mafia: 150 | Third: 5
Town Win: 86| Mafia Win: 131 | Third Win: 4
Alive: 65 | Lynched: 99 | Nk: 91 |
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Is barbecue flavor alright?
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Rosey - Sjappie, Katie, Lala
Sjappie - Rosey, Renee
With 5 alive, it takes 3 to lynch.
It is now Night Three! Night will end in 2 hours
There's no way a lone scum rolecop would've pulled that gambit when it's not LyLo. They'd just end up getting themselves lynched the next day. Good job, town.
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I've never understood the term barbecue. It sounds like what you would call a cluster of hairy men waiting outside a fully booked hairdressers.
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