The citizens of Town were livid. Not only had there been a kill attempted on one of their own, albeit smelly, members, but the mafia had the gall to hide amongst them still! Even after they asked nicely.
After such a grievous insult, the townies did the only rational thing—start lynching until the killing stopped and collateral damage be darned. Strangely, not a single person questioned the wisdom of this. After all, “It had worked before”. Seriously, that’s in the rules and the rules don’t lie!
Secure in this knowledge, accusations began to flow, mainly from one member of Town who seemed intent that everybody should be present. Not that this course of action made him an especially popular figure. In fact, by the end of the day, he had garned multiple votes to his name.
“Nonsense! Those people are just confused. They must be under the impression we’re playing ‘Pick the most Popular: A Friend Game’” quoth he.
But if that was really the case, not even his silly british accent could win him the gold. That honor went to another who had a last minute, grassroots campaign that won him the election. Unfortunately, it also lost him his life.
“You’re making a mistake! I swear I didn’t try to kill Mayor Meuiller, or nobody!” pleaded
Zack
“Aha! You didn’t
try to kill them…. You DID kill them. Even if nobody wasn’t your true target, you still killed him. If nobody really was a him. The GM refuses to comment.” Said the voice that sounded suspiciously like CCRunner’s
“Dang it, your superior logic skills have trapped me”
Then came the roar of the crowd: Off with his head!
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