Chewie
BCCI President
Night Five
All the people of the forum were getting tired of having to look over their shoulder all the time. They just wanted this terror to end, so they could continue posting about the IPL and how awesome it was, or about how cool they are themselves. They still had a job to do however, and as the nights wore on they kept on getting closer and closer to their target.
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One person thought he knew who their enemy was and used his line to the heavens to ask the dead moderators whether a certain person was on their side or not. They kindly replied to him from their place in heaven, where one can play cricket with all the dead legends of the past, and where Don Bradman still won't get out.
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Another thought he had found the killer and decided to stop him from doing his job. He used the keys he had recovered from the dead body of a previous member of the forums, god bless his soul, to lock someone into a dark corner of the forums where he couldn't do anything, before retreating back to where he had come from.
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He was rather enjoying being the top honcho of the bad guys, even if he was slightly confused about his role. He had decided on his target and was about to go out and find him when he found he was trapped in some strange place of the forums...the fake staff forum it seemed! "This isn't good" he thought, as he settled in to read the hilarious posts in this unvisited part of the forums.
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In the morning, the town looked around and rejoiced! Lo and behold, no one was dead, and they all celebrated this with amazement.
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It's day six!
With 9 alive, it takes 5 for a majority.
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All the people of the forum were getting tired of having to look over their shoulder all the time. They just wanted this terror to end, so they could continue posting about the IPL and how awesome it was, or about how cool they are themselves. They still had a job to do however, and as the nights wore on they kept on getting closer and closer to their target.
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One person thought he knew who their enemy was and used his line to the heavens to ask the dead moderators whether a certain person was on their side or not. They kindly replied to him from their place in heaven, where one can play cricket with all the dead legends of the past, and where Don Bradman still won't get out.
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Another thought he had found the killer and decided to stop him from doing his job. He used the keys he had recovered from the dead body of a previous member of the forums, god bless his soul, to lock someone into a dark corner of the forums where he couldn't do anything, before retreating back to where he had come from.
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He was rather enjoying being the top honcho of the bad guys, even if he was slightly confused about his role. He had decided on his target and was about to go out and find him when he found he was trapped in some strange place of the forums...the fake staff forum it seemed! "This isn't good" he thought, as he settled in to read the hilarious posts in this unvisited part of the forums.
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In the morning, the town looked around and rejoiced! Lo and behold, no one was dead, and they all celebrated this with amazement.
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It's day six!
With 9 alive, it takes 5 for a majority.