Phew… one minute to spare!
(Another brief one, y’all. I need to start ending the days during the actual daytime so I can wax a bit more prolix. 
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Projammer is lynched with his trademark glass of milk in his hand. The glass of milk is a bit of a giveaway, I suppose. I probably should have mentioned it earlier.
Projammer, a Do-Gooder, is dead.
Night begins now and ends Sunday evening at 11:45 p.m. my time. Everyone, submit your night instructions before then.
Oh fuckity fuck. sigh
I knew it. I just knew it.
Damn you mafia bastards to helllllllll!
R.I.P. Projammer.
OH my GOD.
Back to the drawing board.
(Can I just say that I was, like, absolutely sure this time? We’re getting spanked, big time. 
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Sorry, Projammer.
Oh dammit. I had a really good feeling about this lynch, too.
Ah, for crying out loud.
OK, c’mon you mafia bastards, give us your best shot. C’mon, I dare you.
Well, dammit.
Do we know for certain that there are actually any Mafia in this game? I mean, are we certain Gadarene isn’t just screwin’ with us?
Dammit.
I think NAF and Kyrie can confirm that. Can we start killing some scum now?
Sorry projammer. I tried.
Oh cripes, this is getting just plain silly. Sorry for the whole…you know…killing you thing, Projammer.
Ok, I’ve got it! Everyone (except myself, of course) volunteer for a mass lynching tomorrow morning. If I’m the only one left, then the town wins! And of course, anyone who doesn’t agree with this plan of action is obviously Mafia…
Hey! No strategy posts after hours! 
Hey! Waitaminit!!
What happened to “Kinder and Gentler?”
GACK!!
Oh well. <Grabs a bowl of nachos>
Not necessarily. After all, who told them that they Mafia had killed 'em? Gadarene, that’s who!
cackles evilly
SCUM TELL!!!
Uh oh…the GM just pretty much openly showed which side he’s rooting for. We’re screwed…
Well… since we can’t talk strategy, why not some real life talk?
How’s your knee doing?
Doing ok – thanks for asking. Seems like it was much less serious than originally thought. They’ve got me on some anti-inflammatories which seem to be doing the trick.
Well… you DID narrowly avoid getting lynched two days in a row. That’s the DEFINITION of “kinder and gentler” 'round here. 