Good point. And ITS JUST A GAME PEOPLE!!!

An hour till deadline.
Currently, Votes:

DAY 3 votes:
ANTHONY MERCER 2:
tfgm
Anthony Mercer

TFGM 3:
salsa
Jninjashadow
Mayoral vote


SALSA 1:
1337

Which means that Monkey will probably die.


And you people have once again solved the riddle.

Kroatz
An hour till deadline.
Currently, Votes:

DAY 3 votes:
ANTHONY MERCER 2:
tfgm
Anthony Mercer

TFGM 3:
salsa
Jninjashadow
Mayoral vote


SALSA 1:
1337

Which means that Monkey will probably die.


And you people have once again solved the riddle.

And since it is well known that I am the vig ninja and Salsa are probably mafia. Also Ni cause she didn't even try to solve the clues and just pointed everyone at me.

I am not DC. And I've been breaking down these riddles the entire time.
And you should know who your own body guards are.

We'll see who's what… when, where, why, how and walrus.

Well, two things:
1: I didn't tell Money the bodyguards.
2: SHABBAFRABBA DEADLINE!
3: Peanuts.

^-^ Sides we can always kill jninja later.

BLASPHEMY! You can only kill me over my dead body!

jninjashadow
BLASPHEMY! You can only kill me over my dead body!

So…I have to clone you?

And then kill your clone stepping over him to kill you?

Cause that is complicated…

Well there are 6 marvels left. The only hope we had was for us to lynch a dc player today and hope I and the serial struck true tonight but Ninja dosn't want that he wants 5 on 4 on 1.

Niccea

jninjashadow
BLASPHEMY! You can only kill me over my dead body!

So…I have to clone you?

And then kill your clone stepping over him to kill you?

Cause that is complicated…

Well, it's worth a shot.

TheFlyingGreenMonkey
Well there are 6 marvels left. The only hope we had was for us to lynch a dc player today and hope I and the serial struck true tonight but Ninja dosn't want that he wants 5 on 4 on 1.

There are two vigilantes

Niccea

TheFlyingGreenMonkey
Well there are 6 marvels left. The only hope we had was for us to lynch a dc player today and hope I and the serial struck true tonight but Ninja dosn't want that he wants 5 on 4 on 1.

There are two vigilantes

And the other one has been doing? Dosn't matter anyway DC won with ninja in office.

Going to shout the “he MUST be evil” shtick all the way down TFGM? Now watch as I somehow got lynched And yes Niccea, it would take that, or the interference of my evil twin RAYninjashadow!

NARR DAY THREE
Dissapointed by last nights events the marvels all gathered, drinking super-coffee and eating super-cereal. Their fearless leader wasn't in much of a talking mood, so he let his second man take the word.
“I am very dissapointed in you all.” Monkey started, trying to sound impressive.
“All of you should have done better. You should have killed the DC's.”
“Well, we tried… ” Deadpool responded.
“At least we vanquished some evil!” Thor shouted across the room, feeling quite pleased with himself for coming up with an excuse.
“And what about YOU then huh?” Deadpool whispered at Monkey.
“What usefull things have YOU done? I've killed a zombie, and YOU?”
“Well…” Monkey started.
“LYNCH HIM!” The other Marvels interupted, grabbing their super-pitchforks, super-flamethrowers and their super-guns. In a fit of rage Monkey started hitting the people surrounding him.
“He's Teh Evil!” He shouted, pointing at Ninja, who was enjoying his morning OJ and Bourbon.
“No I'm not…” Deadpool shouted, mostly because he hadn't been paying attention.
“Me neither!” Ninja followed.
“Well, then it must be me, and I didn't even know it.” Monkey concluded. Finally letting the rest of the Marvels beat him to a bloody, english, timelord pulp.

TFGM, the Marvel Doctor Who Dark Avenger died.

“Well, that was fun.” Deadpool concluded.
“Yes, yes it was.” Ninja whispered to himself in a supervillain manner.

START OF NIGHT THREE

jninjashadow
Going to shout the “he MUST be evil” shtick all the way down TFGM?

That is my thing. But it isn't must be evil anymore it is must be evil or a bad mayor. You let a vig go around killing bodyguards. Thus evil or not good mayor. You really need to rein in those vigs ;D

Hard to rein in what I never had. Once again, all I ever got was Salsa's. Also “Most be evil”… Um… I'll just… ok, thats just awkward what you said there.

aww poor monkey.

jninjashadow
Hard to rein in what I never had. Once again, all I ever got was Salsa's. Also “Most be evil”… Um… I'll just… ok, thats just awkward what you said there.

I told you who I was day two.

Hehe, watching everyone die is fun. Go DC!

TheFlyingGreenMonkey

jninjashadow
Hard to rein in what I never had. Once again, all I ever got was Salsa's. Also “Most be evil”… Um… I'll just… ok, thats just awkward what you said there.

I told you who I was day two.

The smart thing to do would have been to ask who the body guards were. I had assumed you would start collaborating with me. Ah well, too late now. All thats left is to drown in the wave of blood thats acomin. Figures, my attempt to be a great mayor crashed and burned.

Well, if it counts for anything, you were a great mayor before the doing your job part came along. Plus you did a good thing offing me!

This next night is the most important there is.
The townies can still win, if they just act smart and stick together.
Please all of you: Use the abilities you were given.

In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution you can get yourself to. When you reach the front desk, ask to visit someone who calls himself “The Holder of the End”. Should a look of child-like fear come over the workers face, you will then be taken to a cell in the building. It will be in a deep hidden section of the building. All you will hear is the sound of someone talking to themselves echo the halls. It is in a language that you will not understand, but your very soul will feel unspeakable fear.

Should the talking stop at any time, STOP and QUICKLY say aloud “I'm just passing through, I wish to talk.” If you still hear silence, flee. Leave, do not stop for anything, do not go home, don't stay at an inn, just keep moving, and sleep where your body drops. You will know in the morning if you've escaped.

If the voice in the hall comes back after you utter those words continue on. Upon reaching the cell all you will see is a windowless room with a person in the corner, speaking an unknown language, and cradling something. The person will only respond to one question. “What happens when they all come together?”

The person will then stare into your eyes and answer your question in horrifying detail. Many go mad in that very cell, some disappear soon after the meeting, and a few end their lives. But most do the worst thing, and look upon the object in the person's hands. You will want to as well. Be warned that if you do, your death will be one of cruelty and unrelenting horror.

Your death will be in that room, by that person's hands.

That object is 1 of 538. They must never come together. Never.

same
In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution you can get yourself to. When you reach the front desk, ask to visit someone who calls himself “The Holder of the End”. Should a look of child-like fear come over the workers face, you will then be taken to a cell in the building. It will be in a deep hidden section of the building. All you will hear is the sound of someone talking to themselves echo the halls. It is in a language that you will not understand, but your very soul will feel unspeakable fear.

Should the talking stop at any time, STOP and QUICKLY say aloud “I'm just passing through, I wish to talk.” If you still hear silence, flee. Leave, do not stop for anything, do not go home, don't stay at an inn, just keep moving, and sleep where your body drops. You will know in the morning if you've escaped.

If the voice in the hall comes back after you utter those words continue on. Upon reaching the cell all you will see is a windowless room with a person in the corner, speaking an unknown language, and cradling something. The person will only respond to one question. “What happens when they all come together?”

The person will then stare into your eyes and answer your question in horrifying detail. Many go mad in that very cell, some disappear soon after the meeting, and a few end their lives. But most do the worst thing, and look upon the object in the person's hands. You will want to as well. Be warned that if you do, your death will be one of cruelty and unrelenting horror.

Your death will be in that room, by that person's hands.

That object is 1 of 538. They must never come together. Never.

Kinda sounds like a creepy version of the lost room. Also sounds epic.

same
In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution you can get yourself to. When you reach the front desk, ask to visit someone who calls himself “The Holder of the End”. Should a look of child-like fear come over the workers face, you will then be taken to a cell in the building. It will be in a deep hidden section of the building. All you will hear is the sound of someone talking to themselves echo the halls. It is in a language that you will not understand, but your very soul will feel unspeakable fear.

Should the talking stop at any time, STOP and QUICKLY say aloud “I'm just passing through, I wish to talk.” If you still hear silence, flee. Leave, do not stop for anything, do not go home, don't stay at an inn, just keep moving, and sleep where your body drops. You will know in the morning if you've escaped.

If the voice in the hall comes back after you utter those words continue on. Upon reaching the cell all you will see is a windowless room with a person in the corner, speaking an unknown language, and cradling something. The person will only respond to one question. “What happens when they all come together?”

The person will then stare into your eyes and answer your question in horrifying detail. Many go mad in that very cell, some disappear soon after the meeting, and a few end their lives. But most do the worst thing, and look upon the object in the person's hands. You will want to as well. Be warned that if you do, your death will be one of cruelty and unrelenting horror.

Your death will be in that room, by that person's hands.

That object is 1 of 538. They must never come together. Never.

…
Bitchin…

Wow.

We suck.

We haven't lynched or even killed a single DC player yet.


Gratz to us!

Just thought I'd share my “I cant sleep. Theres a mental asylum quite close to my town”

Welp. This makes 23 that I've died, or rather it will when the mafia kill me.

No hard feeling right?

Uh, monkey? Why are you trying to fry me with the toaster?

oh hey der everyone, what did i miss?