D1, I mean, uh D2 Twilight Post (Stony Smurf Version):

After a long day filled with arguments and somewhat low-key drama considering the very unsmurfy reality facing the village, the smurfs gathered together to bring the day's proceedings to a close.

"Yeah, sure, whatever - him" mumbled on smurf. "Agreed, that one thing he did was somewhat annoying," said another.

"Noooo, you mothersmurfers always lynch me. That other smurf is way scumurfier than me, y'know, in my opinion!" raged Stony Smurf. "You always smurfing lynch me, and I'm always just a smurf!"

"Yeah, maybe, whatever. You'll do, I think is what we're all saying." And with that, despite none of them being particularly enthused, or even sure what the smurf the contraption would do, the smurfs worked together to smurf Stony Smurf into the Smurfmatic Smurfmotabulator. And then...

the button was pressed. At first nothing happened, then a low-pitched whine started to rise, faster and faster, louder and louder!

"It's doing something!" one smurf proclaimed. "No, I think that's Stony," said another. "Oh, right."

And yet, something happened - in front of their very eyes Stony Smurf transformed:

into a...bowling ball? "Perhaps it's a metaphor for us hitting a strike?" suggested one. "Or striking out?" said another.

"I think it's stuck, here, let me unsmurf it!" And with that, the Smurf smurfed the Smurfmatic Smurfmotabulator as hard as he could to unsmurf it. And again, Stony Smurf transformed!

And in a flash, in front of them was revealed a tiny man-pig, with 3 fingers on each hand where every smurf knows 4 should be!

"What are you?" the crowd gasped in awe.
"Awww, smurf you guys. Don't you remember - I'm your mightiest foe! I'm Truffle Trollblocker! You know, from Season 2 of the cartoon?"
"From what of the what?"
"Well, whatever. Unless you're going to kill me I'm just going to smur...I mean, I'm just going to leave. Ya bastards." And with that, Stony Smurf departs from the village.

"See, I told you we were bound to be right eventually! The law of smurfvrages, or something."

The collected crowd sighed happily - if slightly forlorn that they let a week's worth of bacon just walk away.

But at long last the threat to smurf village was over! And it was time to gather and eat whatever fine meal Culinary Smurf had smurfed together for them.

They ate, and ate, and smurfed a bit, yada yada. And with the meal concluded, and Culinary Smurf left behind to wash yet again, the smurfs wandered off to their respective huts, feeling remarkably smurfier about things than the night before.

Drealmer has exited the game - he was Truffle Trollblocker

Night 1, I mean 2, has fallen.