Guess why this doesn't count.

Shit. Second take.

unvote

vote Leonard

With unexpected speed, the group agreed, and pushed forward Leonard03.

“We’ve really got a real-life LAMIST this time. I promise,” said dedoporno solemnly.

“Very good, thank God. Oh thank God,” sighed the Dean. She reached back into her brassiere and once again removed the large handgun. “Dr. Dent, I am so sorry. If the LAMIST influence now stretches all the way to the UK, God help us all.” She began beckoning with the gun barrel toward the window.

“But love, it’s not me!” protested Leonard03. “I’m innocent! All I wanted to do was come to teach the young women here in the Colonies organizational management!”

Dean Sloth advanced slowly. Reaching out, she snatched Leonard03’s purse out of her hands.

“But but but.. Big Ben! Uh, Lorry drivers! Bangers and mash! Jellied eels!” she began to babble in terror. “Oh nooooooooo” her cry as she backed up to (and toppled out of) the window was punctuated by a loud THUD as she hit the garden below. Once again, Dean Sloth slammed the window closed, as the assembled faculty heard a faint “ooh, me ‘ed” from below.

Everyone crowded around the boardroom table as Dean Sloth cleared out a clean spot amongst the dried blood, smeared potatoes, and confetti. She dumped the contents of the purse out. “Let’s see what the contents of an evil purse look like!”

But all that landed on the desk were a few personal items and UFO-watcher tracts.

Leonard03 has been fired. She was: Dr. Leandra Dent, Professor of Logistics (TOWN VANILLA)

Everyone stared in horror to see how the Dean would react.

She stood, frozen to the spot, not a muscle moving.

Finally, she spoke: “Mmmmamurgle,” she said.

“Bahgaba,” she said.

“I…. gon baga ummmmugoom,” she said, one eye beginning to close and open rapidly. A slow trickle of blood began to drip from her left nostril.

Once again, the faculty backed away slowly and returned to their offices.

It is now night. Do yo thang, peeps.

Once again, let’s aim for a 24-hour night, with my humble appreciation.


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FINAL DAY THREE VOTE COUNT

Leonard (5) Hunter, Dessimu, trent, flub, dedo
flub (1) Leonard

Not voting: CSPVG, cristi, HSL

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Just a quick note - due to time issues on my end, it will be more than 24 hours. I'll try to get everything written up and launched early tonight my time zone. Sorry!

With daylight streaming in though the building’s windows, the entire faculty came of their own volition out of their offices and into the boardroom.

Moments later, Dean Sloth joined them.

She looked terrible. Her hair was a rat’s nest, her clothes disheveled and clearly stinking; she was a picture of misery and exhaustion.

Of course, the faculty were far more interested in the splatter of blood and fatty tissue that now covered the wall next to the doorway.

“That doesn’t look so good,” noted trentonlf. CSPVG vomited noisily into her purse.

“What the hell is that?” cried Dessimu suddenly, pointing at the windowsill. There, the group could see the charred, burnt little bodies of eight squirrels, flash-fried in mid-chatter.

“This school totally sucks,” noted flubbucket, stating the obvious.

“How long have we been here? I’m so hungry, I’m about to have a dead squirrel-and-potato salad,” noted cristigale unhappily.

Hunter65536 and HypersomniacLive examined the splatter on the wall, but could find no clues as to its origin.

“So which one of you left that there, anyway?” asked dedoporno incredulously.

The Dean turned to look at them, bobbing her finger as she counted… “Actually,” she noted, “that was all eight of you just now.” She slumped down into a chair. “The first bit of good news we’ve had. Nobody dead. And since I don’t see any of you missing any body parts… oh God, who knows. Who knows anymore?” she pouted despondently.

By this time, everyone knew what to do, and conversation began anew.



It is now Day.



Please enjoy, and reminder that deadlines remain tight. I’ll try to give at least 24 hours before setting the next one. Thank you again for all your patience.

Also note: I have received a PM from HSL that he may be unable to post for the next day or so due to RL/work issues.

No one dead except 8 dead squirrels...would not have guessed that.

dedoporno is town.

That means cristi, CSPVG, and Hyper are scum. Unless flub is somehow pulling the greatest scam we should have this locked up. Anyone have any thoughts before we lynch one of them?

Too quiet here, you done concentrating?

Let's go with Cristi or HSL, what do you think? (Visit the other at night)

/flush

Yes all finished.

Why not trentonlf?? And what does (Visit the other at night) mean??

Flub should be is legit. I'm the Town Tracker. He visited me. Will check in later since there is a lot to read. I got a bad read on N1 (as in mod error bad read) and have some revised flavour that may or may not change things. I'll have to go back and re-read some of the thread with this update in mind as well.

If we lynch cristi then visit HSL on that night to confirm that he's scum.

Seems interesting. And creepy. Who would be so sick as to kill squirrels?! Was that some kind of voodoo magic?

@trentonlf - if you are town, and the last three players are supposed to be scum; who are you? I mean, this is the safest time to reveal yourself.

Excuse me, Mr. Not Confirmed.

Why are you so certain there are three scum left. Scum slip?