I already told (rather, will have been telling) you that he just listed the people voting for him.

In the quiet, rural town-state of Moosetopia, all was calm for many years. However, throughout that time, a group of mafia slowly moved in, infiltrating the town and remaining dormant. Slowly gaining confidence by planning their plans and scheming their schemes, the mafia finally decides to unleash death and destruction on the town tonight.

The mafia selects only two targets to murder tonight, though they know others will probably get in the way. However, their [targets are very prominent figures that must eliminated in order to cripple the town's unity and coordination. These were the two leaders of the town, the mayor Chuiu and deputy-mayor Mini Moose 2707. Engines start as the mafia gets into their cars to began their work.

Sleeping quietly, the deputy mayor is resting for big day ahead, the ribbon was to be cut at a newly completed school in a dedication ceremony tomorrow. Little did he know that he was about to be cut himself. With his throat slit, Mini Moose 2707 never even got the chance to scream or say a word to his attacker.

Just then, the door opens. Mini Moose 2707's aide comes in. "Mr. Moose, emergency, there's been a group of..." she trails off as she notices the blade impaling Mini Moose 2707 and the group of mafia standing around the room. "She's seen too much, kill her, too," a mafia orders as he gestures with his hand. What had been a quiet assassination turned was now a cacophony as several mafia fire their revolvers into various points into the body of Mini Moose 2707's aide. Alarms sounds off and sirens blare, but the mafia are long gone when the police arrive.

With the authorities distracted, the mafia get their guns reloaded as they ride to the mayor's mansion and surround it. The mayor, Chuiu, is sleeping in his walled-off bedroom. The mafia must overcome the small obstacle of two bodyguards in the hallway protecting the mayor. The mafia splits into two groups on each side of the corridor. "EVERYBODY DOWN!" yells a mafia, as machine gun fire shoots through all the windows in the hallway. The bodyguards take out their guns and begin firing at the mafia, but their bullets never reach their target.

However, this mafia is only a distraction. Bullets fly from the other side of the hallway through the smashed windows and some of them connect with the bodyguards' heads. With the bodyguards killed, the mafia regroups and proceeds into the mayor's bedroom. Chuiu is standing atop his bed with a baseball bat in his hands, ready to strike at the mafia. The mafia grin and laugh as they walk in to surround the mayor. "GET BACK, I'LL BEAT YOU DAMNIT! !" yells Chuiu, defiant to the end.

However, his bat only landed on the bed as a mafia slashes his hand clean off, leaving him defenseless. Chuiu does not scream in pain or cry, or step back, but instead gives his last cold stares at each of the mafia in turn. One of them gives him two shots in the stomach. Chuiu clenches at his gut, but does not move his feet and holds his ground. "I knew it, a fucking conspiracy, it was a FUCKING CONSPIRACY!" Chuiu yells as he raises his head at their faces while a gun is held to his head. The mafia with the gun pulls the trigger... "Now you know the truth. And it dies with you." after Chuiu falls on to his bed to rest in peace.

The mafia rides off into the night. They split up and go back to their homes and wash the blood off their hands and clothes. The sun rises and news of the crimes is everywhere. The town comes to a consensus that a general meeting of all persons living in the town must be held in order to determine who is to be held accountable for these two assassinations. Some townspeople propose that security is found within leadership and that a new mayor must be elected in order to lead their campaign against this mafia presence. A compromise is made between the bloodthirsty and those seeking government: a mayor shall be elected, and he shall choose who to lynch in order to demonstrate his power.

** DAY ONE START **
Everyone may place their vote for the election of a mayor. Choose wisely, for the mayor alone determines who is lynched on the first day.

NOTE: There are no role PMs this round. You can obtain your role by going to this link

Making their final preparations after sunset, the mafia set out from their hideout to make their kills. Stopping off at a gas station and waiting, the mafia filled up and waited for targets to pass by. Coming home from a late night flick, Crimson Magnum and NudeRaider were in need of some rest. Slowly but stealthily, the two mafia cars followed their prey to their home.

Crimson Magnum and NudeRaider entered their home and got comfortable as the mafia waited for the right time to strike. Undetected, Neither of them saw the mafia even as they poured gasoline around the perimeter of the entire house. Meanwhile, the rest of the mafia went around to the cellar door and snuck into the basement. As NudeRaider looked through some files in his room to gather information, Crimson Magnum heard the mafia's sound resonating through the basement.

Crimson Magnum grabbed his revolver as he told NudeRaider to come downstairs. NudeRaider opened the basement door and went down first, with Crimson Magnum close behind. As soon as Crimson Magnum got the second step, a mafia that was hiding upstairs pushed him down the stairs.

Frantic, but still animated, Crimson Magnum's shaky hands drew his gun and aimed around the room. "Mine!" laughed a voice as Crimson Magnum's revolver was stolen from behind him and he was kicked to the floor. NudeRaider got up and tried to run back out the cellar door, but it had it slammed shut in his face as a bullet went into Crimson Magnum's chest.

Landing face up on the floor once again, NudeRaider was punched and beat up by the mafia as one mafia fashioned a noose to be put around his neck. Securing the rope to a pipe on the ceiling, NudeRaider was suspended helplessly off the ground by his neck. He simply didn't have the strength in his now broken arms to free himself.

The mafia ran outside and the house was set ablaze to dispose of all the evidence. Outside the house, the mafia Left a message: "A NEW POWER IS RISING." scrawled in chalk on the sidewalk.

** DAY TWO START **
[noclues]There were only 2 kills tonight due to doctor saves and/or special roles being targetted.
Also, Twitch and Cnl.Fatso, you two are violating the avatar rule. Change your avatars now or you will be killed by lightning bolt.[/noclues]

Outside NudeRaider's house, a vigil is underway to honor him. It was tragic because he died the day before his birthday. Three of his friends gather to pay homage to their comrade: Doodle77, Zycorax, and FatalException. Doodle77 had actually gone all out and baked a cake for the occasion, and they were cutting it. Doodle77 hands Zycorax a slice of cake on a plate and starts talking... "You know, I don't trust this town to clear those mafia out... they're gonna kill us if we don't kill them". "You're right, we'll kill 'em. Let's kill em." FatalException pulled two revolvers out of his pocket and hands one to Doodle77.

Zycorax dropped his cake as he looked on in disbelief, "You can't be serious". Just then, bullets burst through his neck and chest. As Zycorax falls to the floor, FatalException yells "RUN!" and runs off as fast as he can. Doodle77 fiddles with his gun for a bit, only to discover it isn't loaded. He plays around with the bullets, but the mafia approaching him from behind makes him decide it's much better to run off in the other direction.

Feet pounding against the sidewalk, Doodle77 encounters another mafia in front of him, stopping him dead in his tracks. Slowly approaching, the mafia remarks, "I hope you called for help!" Doodle77 thinks fast and throws his unloaded gun at the mafia, connecting with his face. As the mafia recovers from the blow, Doodle77 feels a power like nothing ever before coming from behind, over his shoulder. Doodle77 wasn't even able to turn completely around before he was dead, leaning up against the tree.

FatalException, running east, made it to the corner and into the intersection. As he was about to cross the street, the mafia surrounded him and closed in. A crowbar smashes into his leg and he falls to the ground, face up. "Want to do the honors?" a mafia hands his gun to another. FatalException tries to get up, put another mafia punches him in the gut and keeps him down. "Ha ha ha, I used to be like you!" says a third. Finally, the gun is fired and FatalException is killed. The mafia depart and head back to sleep the rest of the night.

Sitting in their respective houses, Cnl.Fatso and Twitch were lying in bed with paper question marks taped to their faces. Suddenly, a booming voice surrounds them, "I TOLD YOU TO CHANGE YOUR AVATARS!!" Giant boots descend from the skies and crush through the roofs of their houses. Only bloodly, flat pancakes remain where Cnl.Fatso and Twitch slept.

** DAY THREE START **
[noclues]I was serious.
EzDay281, the MAYOR has declared today a double lynch. Please place votes for TWO seperate persons. Elders may place two seperate votes, the Guile if he chooses to use his power, may only rig one vote. Good luck.
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Slacking from his job when the town needed him, Darkling was fast asleep in his ambulance, The mafia, coping with their reduced numbers was still rolling along down the street in their car. Illuminated by the moonlight, they noticed Darkling dreaming in his ambulance across the street at Slacker Street and Lamer Avenue. Parking behind it, the mafia got out and surrounded the vehicle. One of the mafia used his power to flip the ambulance over and punched a hole in the side. Ripping him from the vehicle and disturbing him from his rest, Darkling was slammed into the ground by the head and put to sleep for good.

Next up was A_of-s_t, who was walking over a short bridge going over a brook flowing through the town. Just after he crossed, he was hit by the mafia car. Badly injured, the mafia dragged him by the leg down to the edge of the stream. First, a mafia plunged him headfirst into the water and tried to hold him there, but A_of-s_t put up a good fight. Slowly but surely, the spitting and sputtering A_of-s_t was starting to drown. Second, an impaitent mafia declared that "This is going to take forever!" and shot A_of-s_t in the chest a couple times. Third, another mafia drove his boot into A_of-s_t's throat and knocked him into the brook. He was carried downstream and the body was never recovered.

** DAY FOUR START **