DEADLINE HAS BEEN CALLED TO MOVE FORWARD
After some deliberation and claim-gathering,
Walrein finally glares at "suspicious as <snip>" user
Deinosaur, who proclaimed his highly-valuable importance to the entire channel as someone who absolutely could not be lynched!!
Several others agree, he's either stupid or mafia, or both, and the votes rack up.
Deinosaur recognizes defeat and asks that he be put out of his misery.
As he allows himself to be led to the chopping block, a mysterious recording begins playing. It appears to have been before the conflict broke out, as it has the hosts' voices, and we know they are long dead...
(9:53:31 pm) <Andrew> oh god
(9:53:32 pm) <Andrew> please
Somewhere far away,
LifeAdmiral looks up excitedly. "Cybering?!" he cries with glee, but the force of three non-slutty e-girls strikes him into oblivion.
(9:53:34 pm) <Andrew> no Deinosaur
LifeAdmiral's disintegrated atoms exclaim with triumph "RAPE!!!" before they are totally vanquished from existence.
The recording is shoddy and you can't hear everything, but you all make out more:
(9:53:51 pm) <Andrew> he's
(9:53:54 pm) <Andrew> as bad as hfb
Finally
Yeti has something to say on the recording, booming through the center.
(9:57:17 pm) <Yeti> o 9:55:19 pm o) <Deinosaur> can I request a role that doesn't require too much thinking
(9:57:17 pm) <Yeti> (o 9:55:32 pm o) <Deinosaur> I haven't played a lot lately and I'm a dumbass
(9:57:19 pm) <Yeti> looooooool
The hosts sigh in sadness at this, but are at least grateful he recognized he would screw up anything significant.
(9:57:26 pm) <Andrew> i told you.
(9:57:27 pm) <Yeti> well
(9:57:31 pm) <Yeti> we can give him a villy role
(9:57:32 pm) <Yeti> :\
(9:57:37 pm) <Andrew> plain vanilla
So it's decided.
As the recording fades out,
Walrein stares on in horror as the blade drops, and
Deinosaur's head rolls out into the ocean.
Dear Deinosaur, You are Smokey the Bear
GIANT IMAGE ABOVE
You are responsible for warning people that fires do not happen on campsites by monitoring a bunch of factors that would take ages to list. Long story short, you were fired because of Governor Christie’s tax cuts, and have since begun to experiment with fire.
You currently have no action.
You are allied with the Magmians. You win if the Magmians eliminate all threats.
A piece of paper flutters down from the sky: it appears that though this never happened,
Deinosaur could have become something legendary.
<snip>. They will value you more since you were an icon for safety once. As a result, you will be given an extra vote. For each deceased person, people will value your opinion more and more as it is your responsibility to save people’s lives. For each Magmian dead, you will gain an extra vote. The maximum number of votes your vote will ever count for is 5.
Alas,
Deinosaur perishes having never known the greatness he could have been.
It is now Night One. N1 will end 12/31, somewhere around 4PM PST. It might be earlier, it might be later.
No results so... onward. Kills are: VALID.