Not sure what you are getting at here. You were listed in the vote count (5) and Pazzer voted with Baron following with the hammer. Crazy is lynched barring Rod not doing so based on Reb Barons failure to unvote (or someone else casting a vote for Crazy).

Am I missing something?

Post #339 contained a vote that seems to have been missed.

See I am being ignored, point proved.

Yes, I forgot to unvote, then I went down to eat with the intention to confirm the unvote when I came back.

So for full closure:

unvote

vote Crazybear

And yes Zchinque, I know that your back to your old scheme of telling how to play instead of playing - like it as way to post without actually saying anything. But heck I don't really care, since I disagree. It does give us info, it tells us about one player. If by some stroke of luck he is scum, then we got lucky. If he is town, then we have a higher chance of hitting the right target next time. And we avoid a no lynch, although the night-kill might kill one of us as well. Thats the chance one takes in a mafia game.

But I see how the teaching might have come in, due to you believing the lynch to have occurred already. But still, I don't really see how those general and constant reminders of what you dislike or don't comes into play, even more when you sometimes do it yourself, shortly after or shortly before saying it shouldn't be done. If I recall correct you were one of those who said that we needed a lynch.

Anywho, cya tomorrow I hope (game time).

As it was in the mass of the quote, I thought you were quoting a previous vote.
Thank you for bringing it to my attention.
I apologise & promise to pay particular attention to your quotes in future, just in case....

Votecount:

7 - Crazybear (Orry, Stuart, Peanutbrittle, JoeSapphire, Vitek, Pazzer, Red Baron)
3 - Stuart9001 (Zchinque, Crazybear, Itai.sharim)
2 - Muttly13 (Robbeasy, Nmillar)
1 - Orryyrro (Muttly)

Not voting:

With 13 alive, it takes 7 to lynch.
Crazybear has been lynched.
Lynch scene will be up shortly.
Feel free to continue (for now...)

ha! Just came on to register the vote and its not needed!

Swift work !

Yes, it tells us about one dead player. It leaves us little to work with in the morning. We did. And lynching Crazybear is better than a no-lynch, if that had been the alternative. However, in this case there were two other cases - on myself and Stuart, respectively.
Had Rod not acknowledged your vote, and there had been no hammer, I would've hammered Crazybear by the deadline. A no-lynch accomplishes nothing, a random lynch accomplishes something, if not much.

And this: is completely irrelevant. That can be said about any lynch, so is hardly a reason to lynch Crazybear over anyone else.

The chaos that followed the discovery of the murder soon descended into accusations being thrown wildly round the room. Slowly, small groups started to form in huddles around various tables. Gradually the noise level died down as each table tried to catch what the others were saying.

In this muted atmosphere, a voice rang out “What do you think Nmillar? I’ve never seen you this quiet. What aren’t you telling us?”
“Screw this! I’m getting a drink.” Is the declaration of Stuart as he heads for the bar.
“Oh no you don’t!” screams Crazybear. “I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
“Up yours! If I ever needed a drink, it’s now.”
“Well then I’m coming with you.”
“What… so you can kill me off while we’re alone?”
This galvanized the gathering and the Dining room is abandoned, everyone eyeing everyone else suspiciously as they move out.

The bartender declares that, in the circumstances, drinks are on the house.
The alcohol flows and the argument follows suit.
Stuart and Crazybear occupy opposite ends of the bar, looking daggers at each other.
This confrontation slowly drags in most of the others.

At first, the flow of the room is clearly against Stuart, but then it starts to dawn that, having been the loudest voice in the room, Crazybear has now fallen silent & seems to be trying now to hide at the back of his group.
“What are you hiding from?” yells Vitek, who had been pretty much in the middle, but more in Crazybear’s camp than Stuarts.

This is the turning point, with Crazybear suddenly in the middle of a ring of pointed fingers.
The tension builds, as Crazybear shrinks into his barstool.
Red Baron grabs an empty beer bottle & smashes it against the bar.
“So here is our killer, right? We know what must be done, right? Is anyone going to step up? Fine I’ll do it!”

A quick thrust & Crazybear slumps to the floor, his blood seeping into the rug from an ugly gash in his neck.
The sudden silence is broken by the barman.
“Hey, what are you doing? Is that how you would want to be woken up?”
“What?!!? He was the killer!”
“I doubt it. He has been bending my ear about how devoted he was to his boss. I only managed to get away when he fell asleep on his stool.”

Not able to look each other in the eye, you all decide it’s time to retire. Perhaps a new day will bring clearer heads among the hangovers……

Crazybear is dead. He was Sandra Sterling, Mr Barnes' Personal Assistant (Town Vanilla).

Night has now fallen.
Please do not post until the new day dawns.
You have until 12 noon GMT 8 Jan (just over 36 hours) to submit night actions.

I've gained a bit of a reputation for hammering people, and been rightly criticised for it, so I decided to make an appearance to show that I did in fact have the opportunity to cast the deciding vote, but decided not to.

I could have stayed quiet, of course, and pretended to have missed the lynching altogether, but I made a conscious choice not to.

Saying that, I would have cast the deciding vote a couple of minutes before the deadline if it was required - better a lynch and some information than nothing at all.

Shh! people are trying to sleep!

Pots & Kettles come to mind.....

NO MORE POSTS UNTIL DAWN!

You all meet up for breakfast, most of you still bleary eyed…
It seems that nobody had a particularly good night’s sleep.
Wait a minute, there’s an empty chair here. Someone at least is still in bed.
Not yet willing to take your eyes off of each other, you all head upstairs to give an alarm call.
You get to Zchinque’s room to find the door slightly ajar.
As it swings open, you realize that an alarm call is the last thing he needs.
His pillow is covered in blood, from the 2 bullet holes in his head….
Suddenly no-one has much of an appetite.

Zchinque has been killed. He was Professor Kenneth Moorcraft, Head researcher on the Vitaecillin project (Town Doc).

It is now day 2.
Deadline is 8am GMT 26 January.

I would just like to extend a thank you to all our players.
I play & run quite a few email / forum games & this is the first time in a long time that all orders have been received well in advance of a deadline!!

Bah!

Bah!, I say!

I'll try to reread today or tomorrow. At least you now know we had had no sinsiter plan together with Zchinque. :-) It looks like someone was afraid of him.