Unknown Mafia II: You're Not Cleared to Not Read This, Citizen

[Moogle0119]

ODWTF is obviously inactive. Since he hasn't been on in a while I'll let you know that he is "Ole’ Dude: Andre-O-POV-1: Hygiene Officer". That was the title given to him in the PM I was given about the entire Troubleshooters. His title really doesn't matter since we all had one and assuming nobody else is a traitor he should only have mason powers with the rest of us.

[Demetrius]

I didn't remember because I've been busy elsewhere and this game has been too confusing to hold my complete attention.

[Professor Smarmiarty]

Well I would be keen to oust ODWTF. Not only would it prove your guys story, he is quite possibly a traitor with some kind of role seeing as he hasn't been booted for inactivity yet. Though DBS could work to,s eeing as you guys have a supposed majority but haven't won yet.
I don't trust any of you but I'll go ahead with a
Vote: DBS
In the interest of moving this game along/

[Moogle0119]

We still need one more vote for majority. We're at half with 3 votes on DBS and a total of 6 players alive. I guess we'll find out if the game proceeds into night and one of us dies not from a kill not coming from us Troubleshooters. As it stands though DBS is a very high possibility though.

[The Argent Lord]

Vote: DBS
Assuming we're all telling the truth, he's the only wildcard, right?

[The Kneumatic Pnight]

The great eye of Friend Computer simply nodded as four, tread-wheeled half-human jackobots rose on four separate trapdoors beneath the ground. Each jackobot held and leveled a tangler gun at Death by Stabbing. With a self-satisfied hum, the great eye of Friend Computer vanished, attention wandering elsewhere.

Four thin, white wires shot, twisting from the tanglers. As was their way, the loops of white plastic tightened and the jackobots wheeled away, dragging away the struggling body of Death by Stabbing - who slipped out of his bonds with ease as the jackobots continued on with mindless obliviousness.

It is now Night Five.
Night roles be now.

[Professor Smarmiarty]

Nightpost=bad I know but just to say had problems moving my internet when I moved house so I'll be on very sporadically cause only access is at uni when I've got nothing to do (rare) I should manage at least once a (realtime) day during week but weekend=crap shoot.

[The Kneumatic Pnight]

As the population of Alpha Complex was dwindling, so too was the treasonous activity that dragged people from their warm, safe, Friend Computer-approved beds after curfew. On occasion, it took the treasonous activity to them. So it was, or perhaps only seemed to be, when a trio burst into the Red Clearance bedrooms. With an unnecessarily loud explosion—the kind that comes from an unnecessarily powerful grenade (the kind that comes from an unnecessarily generous Friend Computer)—the red-grade metal doors were blown from their hinges, and the trio burst into room after room until they came upon their quarry.

He was, however, unusually prepared. With the swing of a mere (if beneficently sturdy) lamp, one of the trio dropped with unusual, superlatively eerie ease. This did not, however, deter the other two, who shot with all the reckless abandon they could muster before fleeing from the pock-marked room, leaving behind the bodies of Moogle0119 - Treas-O-NUS-7 and Barrel-Hating Sycophant - Barry-R-ELH-8, Loyal Citizen.

The pair emerged from the carnage and quickly parted ways, indeed for the last time. For, as the lights reawakened in Alpha Complex, the body of Ole’ Dude With the Face - Andre-O-POV-1, Troubleshooter Hygiene Officer was found murdered by a simple knife.

It is now Day Six.
Two to lynch. Deadline in approximately three days. Hurry up and post, now.

[Demetrius]

Vote: DBS for what it's worth.

[Professor Smarmiarty]

Me is dead but someone should post something! Don't let it die!