End of Day 3

Oct 19, 2009 11:25

Having been driven inside due to the rain, the villagers assembled around a long table.

"You see," said gorillashaman, "I think that I've figured out a mathematical computation that will prove, once and for all who the cultist is!"

The village began listening to the spiel that dictated how people should vote and when and why and in the middle of it all theweaselking stood up and shouted, "GET starryshadows!" before picking up his chair and beating him to death.

Looking up from the dead corpse of starryshadows and into the faces of those around him, theweaselking shrugged and said, "What, after all the other killings this surprises you?"

"Robes!" zhymmy said and the rest of the village sidled away from him, eying him warily.

Gathering up umbrellas, hats, or simply putting pages of The Daily Fish over their heads, the villagers trucked out into the early evening rain to starryshadows home. There, while searching the house, they found a hidden door behind his closet that lid into a secret room, filled with mystic symbols, a cauldron, herbs of various sorts, and, yes, a robe, although it was not the same kind of robe that chaos_dancer wore.

"SEE!" shouted zhymmy, laughing unstably, "ROBES! ROBES, I TELL YOU, ROBES!"

---starryshadows the SORCERER is DEAD!---

october '09 game

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