I know my mafs
Day 2 Begins
It was a busy night. Sailor Jack, a good, law-abiding townie was walking home from the ol' lynchin' hall thinking of the troubles he'd been having with his wife and how maybe he'd sleep in his office tonight. Poor ol' Jack turned up next morning in his office, bottle empty, completely dead from lead poisoning. Lead poisoning? Yeah, he ate it. From a gun. Turns out the Mafia got the lead in him from shooting him in the back of the head. One of the jerks even spray-painted their logo on his wall. This was a great loss for the town, because it turned out the Sailor Jack was the POLIZIA, capable of investigating a player each night and determining their role.
This is harsh news for a town under fire. 9 players remain, 5 to lynch.
editor's note: that was fuckin fast, good job guys.
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