END NIGHT TWO
Mat93 was about to go to sleep, but before that happened he had to count things around him.
"Oh, look," said Mat93 as he pointed to a pile of his favourite drink "93 bottles." He walked up the stairs.
"Oh, look," said Mat93 as he pointed to a dropped purse filled with coins "93 dollars". He picked up the purse and walked back to his room.
"Oh, look," said Mat93 as he pointed to the feathers coming out of his mattress "93 feathers coming out of the bullet holes in my mattress." He then proceeded to stuff the feathers back into his bed one by one. However, he was interrupted by a noise coming from behind him. He then turned around to face a man whose face was shadowed by a nice hat.
"Oh, look," said Mat93 as he pointed to the bullets surrounding the man's belt "93 Tommy Gun rounds around that guy's belt. Wow! So many 93s! This is the best day in my life!"
"Hey," said the man in the hat "I heard 93s make you happy."
"They do!" said Mat93 as he nodded and smiled.
"So," said the man in the hat "This will make you happy for the rest of your life..." The man in the hat then emptied 93 bullet rounds into Mat93's head.
"Yay..." said Mat93 with his dying breath "...best...day....ever...."
Sonereal knew that he had to escape. He climbed out of the hole he had dug a hole leading out of the bar, which was why he wasn't there during the lynch. He put on his coat, his boots and his hat as he walked over to his horse. Sonereal then mounted his horse, whose name was Cheryl, as he rode off into the sunrise. He wanted to get away from that accursed bar as quickly as possible. He was too much of a coward to fight the Blahristani Mafia.
"Stop." said a man who had suddenly appeared in front of him. The horse neighed and whinnied at the sight of this man, who promptly roundhouse kicked the horse's head off. Sonereal fell face first onto his face. He lifted his head to get a good look at this man, but the man was surrounded by shadows.
"Who...who are you" asked Sonereal as he attempted to get up.
"Who am I?" said the man as he leaned in closer, revealing his face to Sonereal. "I am Chuck Norris." Sonereal jumped back in horror, getting up and running away in a feat of speed that would put a Kenyan Olympic sprinter to shame.
"Don't try to run" said Chuck Norris as he teleported in front of Sonereal. Sonereal then tried to turn around, but Chuck Norris lifted him into the air using his telekinetic powers.
"I'm very disappointed in you, Sonereal." continued Chuck Norris "I don't appreciate it when someone tries to escape one of my...games. I would usually roundhouse kick you to death for this offence, but, luckily for me, and unluckily for you, I have someone to replace you."
"No." said Sonereal, knowing deep down that nothing he could do would stop this man from destroying him.
"All that you are," continued Chuck Norris "all that you were and all that you could be will be destroyed, it will be like they never existed. You will die and no one will mourn you. And another man will take your place, your horse, your clothes. Say one last goodbye to this world, human." Sonereal's eyes filled with tears as he looked down to the corpse of his beloved horse, realising he will never see her again.
"Cheryl..." was Sonereal's last word as Chuck Norris fired lighting into him and reality changed.
johnhughthom, who was wearing Sonereal's hat, coat and boots sat in Sonereal's room, now his room, as he tried to get some sleep. He lay awake all night hoping that his horse, Cheryl, was okay. And with that, all memory of the man named Sonereal disappeared from this realm...
BEGIN DAY THREE!
Day will end in approximately 45 hours, slightly shorter due to RL. Get your votes in!
Players:
1. Verarde
2. MartinLuther
3. choxorn
4. SouthernKing
5. classical_hero
6. DaveShack
7. Jarrema
8. Mat93 TOWN, Killed Night Two.
9. Zack
10. JoanK
11. SamSniped
12. Sonereal johnhughthom
13. Kennigit
14. Dreadnought
15. bonefang
16. BSmith1068
17. Bhuddafish TOWN, Lynched Day Two.
18. Turquoiside
19. dcmort93
20. Visorslash TOWN, Lynched Day One.