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« on: January 04, 2008, 01:46:53 AM »
Day one final votecount:
Carthrat (0): Cmdr_King, EvilTom, Corwin, EvilTom
Cmdr_King (0): Yakumo, IhatethisCPU
Corwin (0): Excal
EvilTom (0): Shale, Strago, Taishyr, QuietRain, Carthrat, Hunter Sopko, IhatethisCPU, Cmdr_King, Excal, Yakumo
Hunter Sopko (0): Nitori, Kilgamayan, Excal
IhatethisCPU (2): Cmdr_King, Bobbin Cranbud, Smodge13
Kilgamayan (0): Hunter Sopko
Nitori (0): Excal, Smodge13
Otter (3): Strago, Nitori, EvilTom, Corwin
QuietRain (0): Taishyr, Hunter Sopko
Shale (0): Carthrat
Smodge13 (1): Kilgamayan
Strago (0): Smodge13
Taishyr (0): Quietrain, Bobbin Cranbud
Unoriginal (0): Unoriginal, Carthrat, EvilTom
VSM (0): Cmdr_King
Yakumo (0): Smodge13
And so the citizens gathered before the Patrician's Palace for the first summary judgement of street justice. Amidst the blistering summer heat, tempers flared, accusations were hurled, denials and comdemnations were voiced. At first unfocused, the myriad voices in time agreed that they'd better find a scapego--er, suspect to focus on if they were to learn anything conclusive.
Given the state of rampant fear and paranoia, it wasn't much surprise that it was a foreigner that the fearful citizens turned against, one whose ways and mannerisms were strange to them. A seemingly harmless little man, with glasses and the look of someone from the Counterwight Continent, across the ocean. "I'm a humble tourist," he declared, but this plea was lost in the din. "He talks funny!" shouted one bystander. "He hasn't even got real teeth, I saw him take 'em out just this morning!" added an innkeeper whose roof the tourist had the ill luck to stay under while in the city. In the boiling cauldron of unrest that Ankh-Morpork had become, even this was enough to send a man to the gallows.
In the end, the reserved actuary met his fate calmly, solemly declaring that it was a noble death to give one's life for a greater whole, and voicing his fervent hope that something beneficial could be learned from his execution, however misguided it was. This disquieted a few members of the mob, but not enough to save the poor Agatean visitor--which is all he was, as became apparent when his swinging body failed to transmute into some otherwordly horror after death.
EvilTom, aka Twoflower, Tourist (Town-aligned, Vanilla Townie) was lynched!
It is now night. Please send in night actions if you have not done so already.
Edit: On the advice of my co-mod, cardflips will include roles.