Again, how does it matter? Wouldn't it be safer to make up such results for dead players. I don't see how does it make any difference.

Why shouldn't I? I wanted to hear from xyem yesterday and he called it scum-tell too. Is it really so bad to want hear from everyone?
You questioned everyone who you suspected so far. Don't you think something can bne gathered from their posts. FOS


And isn't it the same pointer against pazzer or Sirprimal today? Do you think Sirpirmal is scum? Why is pazzer still alive? Or do you think he is scum bussing me?

It's the whole, "You & Primal" identify all the scum by lack of lynches that I find a bit too simplistic.
there is a logic behind it, but it would be very abusable by the mafia simply being happy to drag things out rather than rush to a quick win.

For example, Primal votes Pazzer.
If no-one follows up on this, it is decided that one of these must be scum.
However, if there is a follow up vote, Primal can simply unvote & accuse the follow up voter of being scum trying to rush a lynch.

For the record, I am leaning towards vitek & pazzer being the scum.
Possibility of Vitek & Primal.
Primal & pazzer unlikely.
Frenchie I am confident is town.

Though, of course, it is possible that the reason for no quick lynch is that Frenchie has not been around.....

Oh, you said it yourself. Even you lean to pazzer. I suspected him for last few days, Sirprimal voted him and NFY stated her suspicion of him before. I don't see reason to delay my vote. Vote pazzer.

Fair enough.
I'm not 100% certain, but this has dragged on far too long.
Vote Pazzer

Hmmm, exactly as I thought. It seems it confirms my suspicion of you and hopefully pazzer as scum. Otherwise I don't think you would hammer so fast.

I DO have an ulterior motive....
If pazzer is dead, he might fill out the final space in my game!!

Slightly more seriously, several people over the last few game days have commented on being fed up & just wanting things over.
So, being unable to entirely make up my mind who is scum, I decided to hammer whoever hit L-1.
If I've got it right, we only have 1 scum to go & I'm going to be gunning for you tomorrow!
I guess I may just have made myself a NK target.....
If I'm wrong, at least it will done.

Ha! Finally able to post and Pazzer's been hammered. Fingers crossed.

I do apologise, folks, I have had and continue to have a crazy, crazy few days.

So, by this logic, there are two mafia out of Pazzer, Vitek, and Primal... Does that sound right?

While we wait for the lynch, Vitek, could you repost your investigation results please? Like, who you investigated on what night, and what the result was. I'm a little confused as to whether you get flavour or twisted role, or some combination of the two...

The odour of blood and rotting flesh skims on the breeze.

Day Six Final Votecount
With Five alive it takes three votes to lynch.

3 - Pazzer (cast by SirPrimalform, Vitek and Rodzaju)

Not Voting - NotFrenchYet, Pazzer

Pazzer has achieved majority vote.

Lynch scene on its way

If pazzer flips town then I take full responsibility for the town losing (I'd assume that Vitek and Rod would be the scum given the proximity of their votes).

Gratz mafia, game is finally over :)

D'oh.

Joe, I'm dying here! Hurry up!

Take as long as you like Joe. Just make sure my lynch scene is good.

Fraught, distraught and exhausted the town don't take long to turn on one man. Dressed in rags with a grey beard, he seems happy to cause confusion, to lead a topic of conversation and admit it was intentionally going nowhere. The man's face is unreadable, when his voice rings cheerily, the expression in grave. When he speaks softly with sorrow, the face seems to be looking into the distance, focused on some other place.
The people have had enough. One strikes hard on that face.
It was an animalistic expression, an urge that had to be realised, that hit.
The man shrinks back, stumbles but stays on his feet, holds his face in his hands. He looks with wide eyes at the people before him. Looks with fear. The four move forward, pursuing him, and he steps backwards.
With a wail he turns to run. This pitiful ratlike man, and like dogs the people run too. But the man is fast, the man has had to run from crowds before and he knows tricks, how to throw people off, feigning and dodging he suddenly sprints out across a wide lawn, heading for a thicket beyond. The pursuers fall back, disheartened. They seem to have lost their quarry, and with it their hopes of vengeance. Evil escaped them. They watch the owner of the dead beast flee back toward the wild, and know that the town must live in fear of his return. But the man seems to falter, he turns, clawing at the air. He stumbles, falls to his knees and tries to stand. Three people run to him as he runs outwards. Two catch him and hold him and he shrieks and tosses his head back and forth like a man possessed. His eyes are glazed, he's lost his sight.
The three look back to the one, who stands alone by the arch, a wand of wood held high, finishing her incantations. By her power the man was prevented from escaping. The two who hold the man feel fresh vigour, and each takes an arm tight in their grasp. The man writhes and pleads for mercy. The third has found a heavy piece of wood, and brings it down hard on the man's skull. One blow and that's done. The corpse is dropped on the floor, and the four surviors join under the archway, feeling a weight lifted from their souls.
The End