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Not sure about Moth, remember I’m a replacement. Idk how I would know about Moth since I only targeted those other 2 people.

Anyway, I’d love to be cleared. I’m not sure how that would work, but maybe Broomweed can target me?
And in the meantime I’ll target Drake or Broomweed.

Hammer7:

No explanation on unvoting me? Have you determined it’s not true, or are you just interested in siphoning away suspicion from yourself; since the vote isn’t likely going to end up anywhere. I would just like more information on that move, but I guess it doesnt matter as it’s only symbolic in the end.

I said I’m willing to go along with whatever Town wants if it means my survival, including Drake’s plan for you tonight, which would obviously require you surviving.

As for why Hammer’s parroting didn’t work on me or why I didn’t receive a message; the re-director was in play. Assuming it’s global, and we both got hit too, my block wouldn’t have targeted Sariend, and Hammer’s parrot wouldn’t have targeted me, no?

rakethelawn:

It wasn’t global though. Broomweed targeted me and got my role without any re-direction, something which Drake can confirm. And if your block was redirected, one of us would have said we got fizzled. The re-direct appears to only have been “move all targets on Lunch to Rake”, since both Drake and Grendel got switched to me.

true! that makes more sense, apologies for any confusion on my part.

rakethelawn:

I know your wincon includes surviving but I think we can all agree that if you really became town, you’re winning with the town even if that condition says otherwise.

<3

Alright, I’m heading to bed, so this is probably my last post before the hammer falls! It’s been a really fun game, and I’m looking forward to seeing how things conclude. GG o7

We’re ready for the final blow when you are Rake.
Let’s hope this amounts to something.

Thank you, Rake. Let us hope all our analysis was worth it.

where has the dead people gang been this entire game

My boy Romuel never got to shine during the story

That is indeed a dead people.

I mean, I think technically that’s spoilers, since the results aren’t actually out yet, but, uh, good game.

By the way “charmer” was just this game’s term for “daytective”. I used my daytect on Pio and that’s how I knew he was mafia day one.

But noooo, YOU GUYS DIDNT BELIEVE ME!!

Oh. Oops. I just kind of assumed this meant it was over:

“Or don’t post nonsense. go out with a bang. I won’t stop ya here.”

that sounds super OP

i hope i get to be a daytective someday

The food they were given had small bombs in it, which exploded from inside their stomachs. In other words, the crime is possible through trap X! The details of a bomb that they could swallow without noticing and that could blow open their stomachs is a Devil’s Proof! I refuse to explain!!

guys we gotta trashpost a ton to make up for the other days

Oh dang, now it all makes sense!

Vote: CaptainPlanet

im am the joker

also what is bill doing here

im the mafia

are you the mafia?

then you are the sus among us

I finally found the sus!! It only took 7 days

Alastair Thomas keenly felt the game was up, for everything he worked for, all the pieces he put in play. Everything was slipping from his grasp. Desperate actions needs be taken before his life was lost like all the others.

As Alastair ran down the hallway his mind raced, How were they all killed, his comrades. The General? The Detective? The Fenians in the heart of London? The heavy boxes? It all made no sense? Alistair stopped in front of a mirror at the end of the hallway intersection. His face looked back at him adorned with an intricate filigreed mask. He gasped, the filigree wasn’t decorative at all, it was all a web of intricate sigils, the work of mages hiding in in mundane art. Alistar reached for his mask, before recognizing one of the sigils, a symbol of death. He staggered back from the mirror.

A short chuckle emanated behind Alistair. Spinning around Alistar saw the Hotel Manager leaning on an iron staff adorned with a crystal of the most vibrant blue, on his face lay a vicious grin.

“So you finally put the pieces together Alistair, I must say, it took you a while. But that can be said about most of the Expurgatory.” He let out another chuckle. “Come, let me show you the future before death’s dart finds you.”

The manager stepped forward hand outstretched, and Alistair bolted down the left intersection, his heart beating out of his chest. He saw a door slightly open and burst through it trying to hide.

Inside however there was no sanctuary, only the corpse of his former leader Maximus. His body cold like the grave, and his eyes still open staring, staring at Alistair.

The Manager would find Alastair 15 minutes later, his body too, cold like his master’s.

PKFP was Alastair Thomas, Godfather Roleblocker, Expurgatory Faction, Mafia-aligned.

The Expurgatory has been eliminated. The Antediluvian and Occultation survived.