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"What? But I haven't even moved!" The Bat dressed as a Man said. He shuffles off, slightly peeved.

Actually I was just trying to get more people to vote on day 1, and someone self-voting usually has that effect. Voting for someone who's so willing is much easier, and seeing others vote encourages more to do so.

I did give a little warning though:

So basically, I was just trying to get some excitement on the first day. Plus, I knew I wouldn't be able to participate as much as I'd like in the next few days.

Well, there goes the lynch. What happened to the night phase?

night phase is now

e: not for a while yet, but matt will be handling the phase change today. if he buggers anything up, be sure to complain loudly and aggressively

...heyyyy

Day Phase

The chapel was dark when the monk returned to clean up the mess. He grabbed the body by the ankles, unceremoniously dragging it off the blood-soaked slab where it lay. It landed on the floor with a dull thud.

"Can't you even show her a little respect? You sicken me."

The monk looked around as two figures stepped out of the shadows, making almost now sound as they padded across the floor towards him.

The monk looked around nervously. "It- It's just meat now. It isn't a person any more."

"You don't care, do you? You, your gods, none of you even care about us in the slightest. We're just meat aren't we. Well let me tell you something," One of the dark figures stepped closer, ascending the dais to where the monk stood. "I care."

The mysterious visitor whipped a dagger out from the folds of their cloak, driving it into the monks throat. He did not scream, nor did the ever-present grin fall from his face. Dipping the knife into his blood, the assailant turned to the tall stained glass window.

"Time to tell them how we really feel."

Once they were finished with their work, the pair turned to leave. The one who had avoided the action whispered to the other. "We were watched, I thought you should know."

"I noticed. However, they can't know who we are in these outfits. But we know who they are. Leave it to me, it won't be long before they join our cause."


The group woke up to a feeling of panic, mostly inspired by the frantic actions of the horse. It trotted around to each room, ramming its head into the door until the occupant woke. Once the group had gathered in the hall, the horse went off at a trot, huffing as it clopped across the stone floors.

"Guh, what on earth is that damn horse up to. I don't trust it." Capps complained.

"I have no idea, it's been crazy all morning. Maybe something happened to set him off?" Paul replied.

When they reached the chapel, it was clear what the horse was panicking about. The monk lay on the altar, soaked in the blood of both himself and last night's sacrifice. Painted in blood on the tall window behind the monk was a message.

"NO GOD WOULD TAKE A LIFE."

The group stood in silence, shocked at what they saw. From the corners of the room, multicoloured streams of light began to flow to a point above the bloodied corpse, coming together to form a divine shape. The voice of the god rang out, filling the minds of all who heard.

"The deaths last night have broken open the bonds of this world and ours. This place is now holy like none other in the land. But be warned, it is not our place to meddle in the affairs of man. You have killed my agent," He gestured back to the altar. "And for that, you should be punished. However, I am kind. Your punishment shall also be your salvation. Each day until you leave this place, you shall take a life for me. However, those who killed this man will not stop until this entire place is tainted with death and blood. If these people are brought to justice, I will be satisfied. If they are not, you will all die. To those who felt it necessary to kill more than what was required, let it be known; all the deaths that are to come are on your heads."

With that, the being split back into the shards of light, flowing away into nothingness.

"Lovely, more blood to be spilled. We were lucky enough to have a volunteer yesterday, anyone else wanna step up today? Maybe the bastards who did this, so we can end it now?" Anti seemed aggravated and anxious, taking a swig from a whiskey bottle.

It is now the Day Phase.
No players died last night.
The horse is very sad now.

(I'd just like to say your depiction of me in my Batman outfit is hilarious)

I knew it. More sacrifices to be made. Clearly, things are not as they seem. I've got to find a way to report this to HQ...

"Batman shall not vote again! We must find more evidence before we can proceed!"

The Trap has a random, unsolicited, and totally expected outburst.

"OH MY GOD! No, not the god that just appeared to us! My God! The god of Happiness and Mirth? You know, he's always there for me when I need him. Like right now! I love him so much! I love a lot of people so much, actually. Kieth, Mary, John, Elizabeth, Terry, Terry's older brother, Michelle, David, Sarah, Jakovim, Hunter, Sasha, Sandra, Kiera, Kieran, Theresa, Momo, Ricky, Jerry, Tom...Awwww...I miss Tom. Wish he was here right now. He'd know what to do. So, we have to vote for someone? Hmmm...this could take me a while. I have trouble staying on task, you see. It's a curse of mine. Well, that and my adorableness! Aren't I adorable? Watch me spin! Spinning is fun, you see! C'mon, JOIN ME!!! Oh yeah. Serious stuff going on. So, who would kill a monk? I mean, isn't that poor taste? Does anyone actually read my entire quotations? If you do, good for you. I'm surprised I actually write these things anyway. They're becoming quite fun. I love pineapple. I'm not sure how that's relevant, but maybe it has to do with that horse. OH SAD DAY!!! The horse is so very, very sad. I shall go and cheer it up!"

During the second part of it's speech, the Trap was spinning. However, upon realization that the horse was sad, she went to go give it a hug.

OOC: Don't worry, this post has a point...ish. Also, I look beauteous in the pic. :P Nice color choice.

why thankyou

I figured dressing you in the same colour as the paper you used was a good idea...

Tally
Not voting - ("Batman")

In a moment of clarity, the trap makes sense.

"Anyway, about this killing...I remember, yesterday, when that one girl with the book was spouting her gobbledygook about her goddess...Suzumiya? Anyway, when she was, the was one against the idea of religion. I belive this could be a hate crime. With no other evidence leading me to the contrary, I vote for mushroomisland.

It then breaks down.

"Oh! And did I tell you? I just figured out how to whistle? Do you all want to hear? Look! It goes like this: Tweedleleedleleedlelee! Tweedlelee! Tweedlelee!"

Mushroomisland gasps and freezes as the crazy girl points her finger at her. "Oh, now I die in the hands of a crazy girl." She then gathers her senses and replies back, "Just because I don't believe in superstitious things doesn't mean I murder blindly. What kind of logic leads you to think that? It's too early to decide now, anyways. We can't let that god trap us and kill all of us. We must catch the two murderers, not lynch innocent people." So after this speech, Mushroomisland decides to not vote for now.

"But Suzumiya IS God!"

The fangirl squealed. Down with the hater! I'm voting for mushroomisland!

we do not lynch the horse. not yet anyway.
all it will do for us currently is to give the mafia a free pass today.

"So you believe in your goddess fully then?" The Muffinman said turning to face Ark, "It seems our murderer did not believe that a god would demand human sacrifice, as I'm sure you would say about yours. Perhaps this death was caused by a clash of faiths, as has happened throughout history. It is with that thought, that I accuse you, Miss. ArkAlice of murdering the monk here."

(Like the picture Matt, though I'd prefer to be taller. I am the MuffinMan after all.

Ehehehehe... At least that creepy little man can't smile at us anymore. What unholy god would use him as a mouthpiece, anyway?

I can't say mushroomisland is acting in any way that she should deserve to die. And as for the accuser, she can't have carried out the murder herself, or we'd have all been woken up by the sound of the babbling. Seriously, does anybody have a gag for her(?), please?

She could be an accomplice, though, I guess.

If we want to get out of this, we really have two options:

1) Violently stab anyone who had a weapon until the talky light comes down and tells us to knock it off because we already killed the perpetrators.

2) Try and figure out rationally who the perpetrators are.

Since I probably should choose to vote for someone, I pick ArkAlice. It's not much, but she did choose to follow Sabrini in voting for mushroomisland, which is a bit odd. ArkAlice, do you have a reason why you voted for her, besides your apparent belief in a high school student as a god?

OOC: Who's the third person in that picture? I can recognize Muffinman, Nightsky, sabrini_fur, and OCOS, but that last one isn't really all that clear.

Macey paces around the room, her red socks securely on her feet. The crazy lady probably didn't mean anything when she said that, but there was no reason not to follow her advice.

"Hmm... Death is kinda my forte, but figuring things out? I'm afraid I'm not too good at that. I guess I'll vote for Seraphiim. After all, this seems like exactly the sort of thing a bloody mistress would do."

She sits down, resettles her fancy hat, takes out her dual katanas and begins to sharpen them.

"Oh, and before any of you start accusing me of doing this, I'm not a moron. Killing a servant of the Gods? What a stupid move. Also, there's no money in it..."

The ninja mumbles "abstain" and slinks back into the shadows.

I vote for Paul Stintzi.

mushroomisland - 3 (sabrini_fur, ArkAlice, Lunaris Victoria)
ArkAlice - 2 (Muffinman, Sleepy)
xseraphiim - 1 (Macey)
Paul Stintzi - 1 (Magravan)
Lunaris Victoria - 1 (Paul Stintzi)

Nobody - 2 (mushroomisland, Tao the Ninja)

"OooOOooh...Gag me. Wait, don't. Is that bad? I don't know. Oh well. Maybe I shouldn't tell everyone my darkest desires. I always wanted a pony. Can I still ride one? Wait, there's a horsey here! Hey Horsey! Why'd I mention a horsey? I dunno. oh well So, do we kill the hate crimes gal? I dunno though. Someone mentioned a dance. I'd rather do that. What? No one did? Oh well. Let's dance anyway. It's fun to do! C'mon, people!"

I start dancing to music in my head.