[Kingmaker]Lord of the Flies REDUX [In Play]

Chapter 1 (cont.)

B. Smith wasn't sure what to do when he had the conch. The rest of the kids were jokingly saying that he deserved death because their kids, their supposed to act immature. B. Smith just closed his eyes and pointed at random. When he opened his eyes he saw he was pointing at a kid named Morgan who liked to pretend to be a King.

"Oh no," gulped Morgan. Morgan attempted to run away, but he was too fat to get very far. The kids tackled him and brought him to a rock stuck in the ground.

"MUMMY! MUMMY!" squealed Morgan. But his cries were in vain. One of the bigger kids brought over a large rock.

"PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T!" pleaded Morgan. The kid wouldn't listen and smashed the rock on Morgan's head, blood and gray matter (OOC: That is the British spelling of gray, right?) splattered everywhere.

KingMorgan was lynched!

Spoiler :
He was a Littlun!


Ralph's jaw dropped. The kids ran away ran away from the corpse, cheering and giggling. Ralph went up to the fresh cadaver. His face was mostly covered in blood and there was a large crack on the top of his head, parts of his brain coming out of it. His eyes were still open. Ralph closed them for him

Send your night orders!
 
Tomorrow, I'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled. I'm probably going to be drugged and unable to post. If I do post, disregard anything I put.
ymmv, but I was completely miserable for awhile after getting my wisdom teeth out. It was awful, I definitely wouldn't have been able to host a mafia game in that condition.

so, uh, good luck!
 
Tomorrow, I'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled. I'm probably going to be drugged and unable to post. If I do post, disregard anything I put.

In my case, it was quite painless experience. I suppose it depends if its an upper ones or the lower ones. Or you will have all of them removed?
 
Heh, when I got mine I took a week off. I was drugged every so often so I didn't have much pain, but on the day it was done, i laughed blood everywhere.

I also had all four taken out.
 
B. Smith couldn't live with himself. He was expecting Morgan to be tied up, not killed in cold blood. When the sun set, he went back to his hut to sleep. For the entire night, he just stared at the ceiling. He was trying to sleep, but he couldn't; Morgan's death kept playing in his head over with it. Sooner or later, B. Smith just got up and wandered around the forest, to clear his mind of his fog of guilt. He came across a puddle and stared into it. His hair stuck out in all directions, there were dark rings around his eyes, his skin was as pale as the moon. Smith wasn't sure if what he was looking at was a monster or himself... or both. Just then, a rustle came from behind. Smith turned around to see what it was. Nothing.

"Who's there?" Smith sputtered. No response. Smith panicked and ran away as fast as he could. He turned around and saw a black mass following him in hot pursuit. His speed doubled to avoid his pursuers. Suddenly, Smith tripped over a rock he didn't see and smashed his face on the ground. He tried getting back up, but he sprained his ankle so hard, it hurt to walk. He took his final look up as the black mass lunged at him.

In the morning, the kids awoke to startling news that was the talk of the tribe. The kids found Ralph B. Smith's head on a sharpened stick next to a campfire.

BSmith1068 was killed!

Spoiler :
He was Ralph!


As soon as everyone was gathered around the head, staring at it's repulsiveness, a kid shouted at the crowd, "May I have your attention, please!"

Everyone turned to face him. He had a smug smile on his face, the type you'd like to wipe off with a slap.

"Now that Ralph is dead, I'd like to name myself as the new chief."

"What makes you qualified to be the new chief?" someone from the back of the crowd challenged.

"I called dibs."

Everyone muttered with agreement with him.

"As chief, I'd like the same system we got for finding the baddies that the chief before me enforced. I also took the liberty of checking his old hut and saw who he wanted to give the conch to this morning."

Sprig has the conch!

End of Chapter 1
 
any reasons?
 
ok.

the sad thing is we have inactives in such a small game :/
I have no idea whom I would like to accuse.
 
I would lynch spaceman or Southernking today. Southernking had a atypical entry - a serious post, and spaceman as above.
 
It seems to me that at this stage we should lynch one of those who didn't post on day 1, since they aren't contributing anything to the town's efforts, and we have little else to go on.

The list of those who have said nothing at all so far:
JoanK, Mat and Yaropolk. That's actually surprising, given that all three of these people are normally active or semi-active contributors (granted, for Yaropolk we have a sample size of 1 one game)

As for Visor's posts: The one time SouthernKing is active and posting, and you say lynch him? Really?
 
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