[quote=name:Greo]It's been 3 days :([/quote] [color=#b5b5ff]No, it hasn't. It has not even been 72 hours since night fell. That being said, the sun rises soon :) I don't know how big and orange I need to make the text, but [i]stop flaming[/i]. Honestly.[/color]

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It's been 3 days

No, it hasn't. It has not even been 72 hours since night fell. That being said, the sun rises soon

I don't know how big and orange I need to make the text, but stop flaming. Honestly.

Make it #FF0000 and like 72px, bolded with a few exclamation points (maybe add a ~, 1, or 'one' in there) and then use emphasis. Hmm... perhaps an underline. Be sure to include :mad: like 7 times. If that doesn't speak to them, it's hopeless. :P

Make it #FF0000 and like 72px, bolded with a few exclamation points (maybe add a ~, 1, or 'one' in there) and then use emphasis. Hmm... perhaps an underline. Be sure to include like 7 times. If that doesn't speak to them, it's hopeless.

[quote=name:DT_Battlekruser][quote=name:Greo]It's been 3 days :([/quote] [color=#b5b5ff]No, it hasn't. It has not even been 72 hours since night fell. That being said, the sun rises soon :) I don't know how big and orange I need to make the text, but [i]stop flaming[/i]. Honestly.[/color][/quote] Actually it will be 72 hours since night fell in about an hour.

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It's been 3 days

No, it hasn't. It has not even been 72 hours since night fell. That being said, the sun rises soon

I don't know how big and orange I need to make the text, but stop flaming. Honestly.

Actually it will be 72 hours since night fell in about an hour.

[color=#b5b5ff]I will be done with the day post by then, but I'm going to wait for Moose to post it. Other things are synchronized with day.[/color]

I will be done with the day post by then, but I'm going to wait for Moose to post it. Other things are synchronized with day.

Oh mans, I'm so excited.

Oh mans, I'm so excited.

[color=#b5b5ff]Day is away when the antlers come over the horizon :P[/color]

Day is away when the antlers come over the horizon

Is that the sun? NO ITS MOOSE OH GAWD [img]http://img373.imageshack.us/img373/6086/ohshitnj5.png[/img]

Is that the sun? NO ITS MOOSE OH GAWD

Also Greo, you shouldn't be criticizing my clue analyses because I'm just following the pro tips. [quote]**PRO-TIPS** TOWNSPERSON -> If you want to win, analyze analyze analyze those clues to death. Once multiple sets of clues have been released, I reccomend consolidating all clues into one post for easy reference.[/quote] PRO TIPS FTW.

Also Greo, you shouldn't be criticizing my clue analyses because I'm just following the pro tips.

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**PRO-TIPS**
TOWNSPERSON -> If you want to win, analyze analyze analyze those clues to death. Once multiple sets of clues have been released, I reccomend consolidating all clues into one post for easy reference.

PRO TIPS FTW.

[img]http://images.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/6/6a/Protip.jpg[/img] [quote=NIGHT]Likewise, if the Mafia is about to win, expect more obvious and helpful clues.[/quote]

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Likewise, if the Mafia is about to win, expect more obvious and helpful clues.

[quote=name:Greo][img]http://images.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/6/6a/Protip.jpg[/img] [quote=NIGHT]Likewise, if the Mafia is about to win, expect more obvious and helpful clues.[/quote][/quote] Ha, so your idea is to just wait until Moose and DTBK tell us who the mafia are. :-_-:

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Likewise, if the Mafia is about to win, expect more obvious and helpful clues.

Ha, so your idea is to just wait until Moose and DTBK tell us who the mafia are.

Intent on avenging their fallen comrade, the mafia, now six, set out for another night of murderous madness. A lone mafia, his identity concealed behind his large, reflective sunglasses, loads his pistol and slips into the movie theater on Main Street, where JaFF is enjoying a late-night show. On the screen, a voluptuous woman pilots a biplane, emptying cylinders of a mysterious gas over a fort, disabling the guards as she soars through the Kentucky sky. Enthralled by the beauty on screen, JaFF does not notice the mafia slipping up behind him. With a bang, the gun goes off and [b][color=orange]J[/color][color=yellow]a[/color][color=lightblue]F[/color][color=lightpink]F[/color][/b] dies, his spinal cord severed by the bullet. The lone mafia heads for the exit, pausing at the door and glaring at the other movie patrons, daring them to stop him. No one in the theater moves, so the mafia leaves, melting into the night. To ensure the success of their next murder, the six mafia then meet up, surrounding their next victim's house. Heading for the back door, they notice a simple alarm system, but one of the mafia has a brilliant idea. Elegantly, he steps forward and applies a large potential difference across the main alarm box. Electricity makes short work of the circuitry, and the six men enter the house. Groaning in his sleep, the house's sole other occupant is troubled by dreams, and he does not notice the mafia enter his room. Uncannily, the same well-forged, short, curved sword from yesterday's lynching is produced, and [b][color=#33FF33]Paravin.[/color][/b] is beheaded. Peering out the front window, another mafia starts, fearing that the complete secrecy of the evening may be compromised. Outside, there are two mysterious men. One carries an assault rifle, and the other a small black bag with a little red cross. As another mafia peeks between the curtains, it is apparent the two men are arguing fiercely outside of the house next door; the gun and the bag lay discarded on the ground and, inside, the angry voices of the men outside can be heard as a jumbled murmur. Seizing their opportunity, the mafia sneak stealthily around the next house and surround the arguing pair. Intent on their argument, the two men do not even turn to see the mafia feet from them, sealing their doom. The first man falls to a sword-wielding duo of mafia, who methodically hack his body apart, tearing his heart and spleen into small pieces. The second man, who had the black bag, bolts down the street before the cold steel pierces his body, but a mafia casually draws his silenced pistol and brings down the fleeing form. The mafia drag both bodies and leave them on the porch of the house, an example to the rest of the measly townsfolk who stand little chance against their power. They then slip off to take their places as anonymous townspeople. At dawn's first light, the terrified occupant of the house cracks open the door and discovers the mangled corpses of [b][color=orange]A[/color][color=yellow]_[/color][color=lightblue]o[/color][color=lightpink]f[/color][color=#CCEE55]-[/color][color= #AACCAA]s[/color][color=orange]_[/color][color=lightblue]t[/color][/b] and [b][color=orange]G[/color][color=yellow]r[/color][color=lightblue]e[/color][color=lightpink]o[/color][/b]. Called into assembly, the townspeople shuffle into the central square. A statue of DT_Battlekruser casts an ominous shadow over the proceedings, and the inscription at its base reads "So He drove the man out; and at the east of the garden of Eden He stationed the cherubim and the flaming sword which turned every direction to guard the way to the tree of life." Knowing the preciousness of the gift of life and the danger of knowledge, the town communes to pursue its vigilante justice, knowing time will soon run out. [color=yellow][b][size=16]** DAY FOUR START **[/size][/b][/color]

Intent on avenging their fallen comrade, the mafia, now six, set out for another night of murderous madness. A lone mafia, his identity concealed behind his large, reflective sunglasses, loads his pistol and slips into the movie theater on Main Street, where JaFF is enjoying a late-night show. On the screen, a voluptuous woman pilots a biplane, emptying cylinders of a mysterious gas over a fort, disabling the guards as she soars through the Kentucky sky. Enthralled by the beauty on screen, JaFF does not notice the mafia slipping up behind him. With a bang, the gun goes off and JaFF dies, his spinal cord severed by the bullet. The lone mafia heads for the exit, pausing at the door and glaring at the other movie patrons, daring them to stop him. No one in the theater moves, so the mafia leaves, melting into the night.

To ensure the success of their next murder, the six mafia then meet up, surrounding their next victim's house. Heading for the back door, they notice a simple alarm system, but one of the mafia has a brilliant idea. Elegantly, he steps forward and applies a large potential difference across the main alarm box. Electricity makes short work of the circuitry, and the six men enter the house. Groaning in his sleep, the house's sole other occupant is troubled by dreams, and he does not notice the mafia enter his room. Uncannily, the same well-forged, short, curved sword from yesterday's lynching is produced, and Paravin. is beheaded.

Peering out the front window, another mafia starts, fearing that the complete secrecy of the evening may be compromised. Outside, there are two mysterious men. One carries an assault rifle, and the other a small black bag with a little red cross. As another mafia peeks between the curtains, it is apparent the two men are arguing fiercely outside of the house next door; the gun and the bag lay discarded on the ground and, inside, the angry voices of the men outside can be heard as a jumbled murmur. Seizing their opportunity, the mafia sneak stealthily around the next house and surround the arguing pair. Intent on their argument, the two men do not even turn to see the mafia feet from them, sealing their doom.

The first man falls to a sword-wielding duo of mafia, who methodically hack his body apart, tearing his heart and spleen into small pieces. The second man, who had the black bag, bolts down the street before the cold steel pierces his body, but a mafia casually draws his silenced pistol and brings down the fleeing form. The mafia drag both bodies and leave them on the porch of the house, an example to the rest of the measly townsfolk who stand little chance against their power. They then slip off to take their places as anonymous townspeople. At dawn's first light, the terrified occupant of the house cracks open the door and discovers the mangled corpses of A_of-s_t and Greo.

Called into assembly, the townspeople shuffle into the central square. A statue of DT_Battlekruser casts an ominous shadow over the proceedings, and the inscription at its base reads "So He drove the man out; and at the east of the garden of Eden He stationed the cherubim and the flaming sword which turned every direction to guard the way to the tree of life." Knowing the preciousness of the gift of life and the danger of knowledge, the town communes to pursue its vigilante justice, knowing time will soon run out.

** DAY FOUR START **

WOW LAME. Wow Greo, you never told me you're a shifter. You're such a noob. Damn, JaFF and A of St were the shifters who I knew. [quote] [12:49] Moose (Domain expired, leave me alone): Things aren't going to look good for "HEY EVERYONE I KNOW WHO TWO SHIFTERS ARE IF THE OTHERS COULD CONTACT ME...." [12:49] devilesk: lol [12:49] devilesk: i thought about that[/quote] Last shifter, please contact me. :( I bet Greo zombies me. :-_-:

WOW LAME.

Wow Greo, you never told me you're a shifter. You're such a noob.

Damn, JaFF and A of St were the shifters who I knew.

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[12:49] Moose (Domain expired, leave me alone): Things aren't going to look good for "HEY EVERYONE I KNOW WHO TWO SHIFTERS ARE IF THE OTHERS COULD CONTACT ME...."
[12:49] devilesk: lol
[12:49] devilesk: i thought about that

Last shifter, please contact me.

I bet Greo zombies me.

I surrender, mafia!

I surrender, mafia!

we need to double lynch! [size=18]devilesk for mayor![/size]

we need to double lynch!

devilesk for mayor!

Looks like the game is over. Oh well.

Looks like the game is over. Oh well.

If it were impossible for the town to win, I would have ended the game. The game is not over.

If it were impossible for the town to win, I would have ended the game. The game is not over.

Of course it's not technically over, but it'll be a Mafia victory soon. I blame myself and Devilesk.

Of course it's not technically over, but it'll be a Mafia victory soon. I blame myself and Devilesk.

Since I'm a zombie, I'll say this publically: if there is another zombie, do not kill cheeze. Find yourself another butt buddy/rape victim for next night.

Since I'm a zombie, I'll say this publically: if there is another zombie, do not kill cheeze. Find yourself another butt buddy/rape victim for next night.

Hey, how is Mafia killing power determined?

Hey, how is Mafia killing power determined?

Holy shit... 3 fucking shapeshifters. I guess that ruins our chance of winning. Good Game. Something is suspicious of how 3 shapeshifters were killed in 1 night though.

Holy shit... 3 fucking shapeshifters. I guess that ruins our chance of winning. Good Game. Something is suspicious of how 3 shapeshifters were killed in 1 night though.