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My dear X-scon. If it is expected, then why make an issue out of it? In all honesty, I would rather not encourage you. I'm sick and tired of your veiled allegations that I was behind the Great Cattle Prestidigitation of '14. I do not deny that business improved as a result, but would you rather that I did not feed you at all? Besides, there is no evidence as to my involvement, as there is none for this murder.
It is widely known that Grimnebulin is no mere man of average intelligence. He has the wit and tongue of a slippery eel. Do not be taken in his by his silver words, fellow villagers. If any man were to talk his way out of a crime, it would be him. It is rumored that he can charm a snake without even so much as touching a flute.
Last edited by Zoop; 18-07-2011 at 12:56 PM.
Almighty Creator! What has happened to our town. The place I awoke to this morning is not the loving town I went to sleep in last night.
Our town is under siege by these evil ones. Their blood lust knows no bounds. It seems that in my absence both X-scon and Sir Panicore have somehow incriminated themselves. I only reviewed the evidence quickly, but it would seem that one is merely a suspect for speaking out against our beloved mayor and the other(from what I could gather) was seen eating a burger made of human beef.
These two face quite damning evidence, yet I know not who to accuse for fear of sending a good man to death for a misunderstanding.
Lure him I would not, thus the public invitation. Any is welcome to join, and as you are in dire need of some "love potion", you are welcome to tag along. Although I have a significant stockpile of the Erectus plant, I'm willing to point one out to you in the moonlight. Daytime capturing of the plant looks something akin to this:
But at night time is turns bright red and has the tendency to flower at the touch.
Want to witness this natural wonder?
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If you shared my fears for what lies ahead for our town you would have focussed on what was truly important. Yet you brush aside any incriminating accusations and instead focus on an innocent man's love for beef!
Our towns troubles run deep! It seems that the dark magic has it's clutches in all our most important faculties! It is time we rid our town of this evil! We start with the head, the Mayors office! Then the Heart, the Church! Then the Body, the chicken industry! And finally, the Poisoned Blood that pumps through it all, the Apothecary!
I vote for our Scheming Mayor, Geometrix!
My friends.
It saddens me to no end to hear of the infighting that has occurred among our trusted brethren. To accuse, nay, to even think one of our own could be capable of such a terrible deed, gives me a damning account of our populace. Yet, one among us must be held responsible, for, as brother Toxxyc has so rightly said, an eye for an eye.
However, I could not help but notice something, something which brings me great suspicion...
Like most nights, I was patrolling the streets of the village, on the lookout for any evil or wrongdoings. Having just devoured a bucket of Grimnebullin's famous chicken-on-a-popsicle, I admit to have let my guard down slightly. This did not however prevent me from seeing a most telling sight: that of a young woman sneaking out of the quarters of Mayor Geometrix! A woman that, dare I say, looked suspiciously similar to the recently deceased man's wife...
Make of that what you will, my friends.
Now this is a man with the gift of Truth! This is precisely why I have waited before accusing anyone. Mayor Geometrix, I demand that you explain yourself! Do not forget it was the League of Extraordinary Chickenmen that funded your last campaign. I am certain Sir PaniCore and the other members will join me in reminding you that like sands through the hourglass, this funding will not last forever......
Using my powers of deduction,differential calculus and divination,I have decided that I shall vote for our mayor...that,and we need a majority to lynch someone and at the moment thats not happening:p .
Vote: Geometrix
Fellow townspeople and respected elders, 'tis I, the boy who came across the hideous scene! I can unfortunately not report on the identity of the man as his face was as moist with blood as my eyes with tears.
Before I stumbled across the body I had a chance to look at this clearing, and its true that it was prepared by the hands of men and not our Creator! Where is the wood of the fallen trees, I ask you! Let us turn to our carpenter, Cr@zydude. 'Tis in fair time that you completed the gallows, and I did not see thy labourers in the woods this morning...
6 votes counted, 4 and a half hours remain.
Currently tied; if votes are still tied at the end of the day, the player who had the first vote against him will be lynched. In this case, that would be Sir PaniCore.
Brothers. I had a vision that terrified me. It was one that spoke of a great collective of wrong-doers. They gathered in shadows, and misdirected those who would shine a light upon them. They held a cursed dagger on high, bringing it down upon a helpless chicken. I awoke from my vision sweating, and knew that my father had spoken.
We have been treating this as if just one person was responsible. We must be vigilant of those who have shown secretive ties with others in our village.
I am but a normal villager of great faith, and I implore you to heed these warnings.
I am by no means an expert in this newfangled artistry of diagnosing the mind (psychiatry, I think they're calling it), but it would seem to me that a mind wracked with guilt is capable of inventing 'visions' such as these.
At least I provide the townsfolk with a tangible reward for their money. What does the church give to balance out your constant Sunday morning requests for greater levels of tithing? Stop speaking in riddles! Out with it!
This madness has stricken you poor, depraved townspeople more so than anyone could imagine. It truly breaks my heart to see your votes cast against me when I merely attempted to shelter you from the storm of demonic activity. Your wild rumours are borne of your own madness and jealousy, especially pArkEr's sordid attempt to blacken my name with tales of infidelity to my own wife when it is well known that he takes his fancy with boys half his age.
This day will bring darkness to this town should you string me up like a common criminal. Without leadership we are nothing but the headless chickens that once brought prosperity to this town.
I shall sully all Honour until the killer is caught for Honour comes second to justice. I Will accuse everyone as that will be the only way to get answers. Once these Killers have been caught I shall rectify my mistakes and do everything in my power to apologise and appease to those I have Wronged, Even if it means I must give up my chickens but that will have to wait until this previous Wrong has been rectified. If you are innocent you may take from my honour until I have none left.
The corruption seems to be piling up on our dear Mayor, first the Lost profit on the chicken exports of both I and Grimnebulin and now adultery, I think perhaps the political power has gone to our mayors head and he has allowed the devil to get a firm grip on his collar...
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