Lynch Scene Incoming!
The Starship Heart of Gold
1700 Hours
Trillian returned from the bridge into the main crew room, which was filled with 15 people arguing amongst themselves.
"What the hell's going on?" she asked, seeing the gallows that had appeared out of nowhere earlier in the day.
"They think there are bad guys hiding within their group, so they're choosing a person to kill," Ford explained, as if choosing someone to kill was the most natural thing in the world.
"How do they know there are bad guys in their group?"
"Everyone's a bad guy," moaned Marvin the Paranoid Android from the other side of the room, talking to the group of 15 people. "Might as well just kill someone anyways. What's the point in surviving when you're all going to blink out of existence when the Infinite Improbability drive fires again anyways?"
Day 1, Vote Count FINAL(Majority is 8 votes)
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Obbmud99
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Celever (0):
LightWolf
Empoof spiresquire (1):
Celever starwarsfan Cancerous(votes cleared by substitution) starwarsfan
Felony (5):
Memoric More Cowbell Celever Blue_Tornado Tesung LightWolf Walrein
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Ace Emerald
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Obbmud99
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More Cowbell Celever Walrein starwarsfan LightWolf Memoric
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Walrein starwarsfan Felony
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Felony Blue_Tornado Celever (votes cleared by substitute) Obbmud99 Ace Emerald More Cowbell
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UllarWarlord Ace Emerald Da Letter El Cancerous starwarsfan More Cowbell
Walrein (0):
Paperblade Blue_Tornado Tesung
Not Voting: nobody
Host Mistake Tally since most recent Deadline Review: 0
Overall: 1
"They're about to do it, look!" Arthur exclaimed, somewhat excited to see complete strangers killing each other for no discernable reason.
"I can't watch," said Trillian, turning away as the crowd led
Felony up the steps to the gallows. They quickly tied a noose around his neck and flipped the trapdoor lever.
Felony broke his neck instantly from the drop.
Dear Felony, you are a Deputy. You want to become a cop, but you’re still in training right now. However, if a Watcher, Tracker, Cop, FBI Agent, or Talent Scout dies, you will assume their role and gain their night action. You win if the town eliminates all anti-town factions and players.
"Are you just going to sit here and watch them kill each other?" Trillian demanded, outraged.
"Yes," Marvin, Arthur, and Ford said together.
With no warning, the lights on the ship flicked out.
"No worries, everyone!" said the voice of Eddie, the ship's computer. "Just having a few improbability-related issues! Hang tight for about 24 hours or so!"
"Bloody hell..."
It is now Night 1. Felony may post one "crap I died" post that contains no game-related information. Everyone else may not talk until the next host post, which will be 24 hours after this post.
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