Vote Count:
Trent - 4 (flubbucket, trentonlf, Leonard03, JMich)
No Lynch - 2 (Lifthrasil, RWarehall)
Not Voting:
[No one!]
With 6 alive, it takes 4 to lynch.
Trent got 4 votes and is lynched!
Deadline: GAME OVER, MAN! GAME OVER!
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Trent hands a small pack to Lifthrasil, then steps forward.
"Well, a deal is a deal. My life's work is complete, so let's get this done, shall we? Mayor, please take care of George. You'll find him in my hut; he is such a good pet rock!"
Lift and RWarehall object to killing a townsperson, but the rest agree to carry through on the solution proposed yesterday.
JMich steps forward, helps Trent onto the chair, then kicks the chair once Trent gets the noose settled. Trent hangs.
Trent is dead. He was Herbert West, the Reanimator, and a Townsperson.
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The mayor joins you in the main square.
"Well, it looks like you people have about wrapped up the violence. This lynch looked almost friendly. Is everyone ready to finally keep the peace? No more killing?"
There are nods all around.
"Good. In that case, I guess you are free to go. Good luck with the rest of your lives, and try not to wreck my town if you visit again."
With that, the mayor departs. You hear shouting as he walks away.
"Adalia! Bler! Come here. No adalia, you may NOT finish raiding the remains for food. Put that brain back where you found it; you don't know where its been.
Bler, please get a detail out here to start cleaning this place up. And have George conveyed to my home. I'll get someone to find some books about caring for rocks later.
Adalia, get somebody working on updating the travel brochures. We're going to have to do some serious spinning to make this mess look good. Maybe we can add something like 'Visit Bourne of Old Krampus. 5 days and 4 nights of epic excitement!' Perhaps we can get a theme park setup nearby, too. Kids love those.
And someone get that stupid rabbit cloud out of here before we're sued for copyright infringement! Send the puzzle bot after it. Just make sure to remove the power supply before adding the 'bot to the museum. We don't need it warping reality again and setting some ghost or cosmic horror loose."