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Captain Combustible · 04-07-2007, 12:17 PM

Ok that is a majority and here is the lynch post.

The Sun was Beginning to set and a cool breeze blew through the town. After spending the day discussing who was the most suspicious a lone figure stood before the angry mob. The mob moved forward and grabbed Mr. Bookworm by the arms and dragged him towards a large Oak tree with a ominous looking robe hanging from a branch. Mr. Bookworm struggled but the noose was tied firmly around his neck and made to stand on a stool that his feet could barely reach the stool he was standing upon. “Wait I am just like you! I have nothing to hide, can’t you see I am innocent” he desperately shouted, The mob would not be swayed and a man stepped forward placing one hand on the stool. “Wait Don’t! Don’t you real-“His words were cut short as the stool was pulled out and a sickening snap was heard as his neck was broken. A clunk was heard as a small object hit the ground and it became clear he wasn’t an ordinary citizen. The town returned to there homes as night began leaving only a badge and the corpse of Mr. Bookworm, Town aligned Police Officer.

It is Now Night One send in your night roles

04-07-2007, 12:17 PM	#37
Captain Combustible Can't spell.... or count Join Date: Mar 2007 Posts: 27	Ok that is a majority and here is the lynch post. The Sun was Beginning to set and a cool breeze blew through the town. After spending the day discussing who was the most suspicious a lone figure stood before the angry mob. The mob moved forward and grabbed Mr. Bookworm by the arms and dragged him towards a large Oak tree with a ominous looking robe hanging from a branch. Mr. Bookworm struggled but the noose was tied firmly around his neck and made to stand on a stool that his feet could barely reach the stool he was standing upon. “Wait I am just like you! I have nothing to hide, can’t you see I am innocent” he desperately shouted, The mob would not be swayed and a man stepped forward placing one hand on the stool. “Wait Don’t! Don’t you real-“His words were cut short as the stool was pulled out and a sickening snap was heard as his neck was broken. A clunk was heard as a small object hit the ground and it became clear he wasn’t an ordinary citizen. The town returned to there homes as night began leaving only a badge and the corpse of Mr. Bookworm, Town aligned Police Officer. It is Now Night One send in your night roles Last edited by Captain Combustible; 04-07-2007 at 12:27 PM.