My vote is Lakai, my vote only changed to save my own neck.
And the begged for people to change with you to save said neck. Not begging to lynch someone who you seem to be damn sure is scum, but just anybody.
C’mon, NAF! I have to leave the house no later than 12:10 to be at work on time…and then I’ll be in suspense until after work!
NAF? I’m beginning to think he’s the SK!!!
Can do, if the group wills it. better hurry, I don’t know if we can talk about it after nightfall.
Is this Day officially over?
I’ve been begging to lynch someone I’m sure is scum all day. That didn’t work.
Like I said before. I’m sure I’m not scum. I’m not sure Malacandra isn’t.
I would say not until NAF officially says so
Ok, maybe it’s the suspense, but I couldn’t understand what you wrote there at all. Fast-typing-to-English-translation, please?
*The day ended with a prayer from ArizonaTeach that today they would once again catch scum.
It had been an eventful day. Lots of interesting information had been poured over, and the town was ready to make a decision. Yes, it would be cowgirl who swung from the rope this time. But as she stood with her head in the noose she screamed out “Stop, I am on a mission to save this town! I am your Guardian Angel!”
Could it be, the town wondered. If it was true then the town may be dooming itself by killing off it’s last protector. But there wasn’t time to investigate and decide if she was telling the truth. Night was falling and the town had to act.
For reasons that your humble narrator is still not entierly sure of, Malacandra was chosen to be killed, although the decision was very close. And as the last rays of light faded from Malacandra was killed.*
**Malacandra - Citizen **
Has been Killed
48 hours to sunrise.
Get your night votes in.
I meant he not only changed his vote from someone, but also begged others to do the same, to change votes to someone who he doesn’t necessarily think is scum.
*SON OF A BITCH! *
Man we suck at this game.
RIP Malacandra. I will be doing my multiplication tables in your honour.
I give up. I take the blame. I go to bed now. Don’t wake me in the morning.
Just thought of something…won’t **Malacandra ** be surprised when he shows up after a several day sabbatical to see what happened.
sigh looks like we have another long night ahead of us. 
RIP Malacandra. Shit.
Barkeep: a pint of Gelteschlager (well it should be spelled that way) and a potential side of hemolck.
Shit.
Sorry Mal. This sucks. Say hi to Yeltsin up there.
Hopefully this will be a long night so I can get caught up. With my luck, I’ll end up dead by morning.
At least you can spend your last night in the bar. I got dirty looks from people wielding pitchforks and torches when I tried to go in there.