hedger_14
ICC Chairman
Lynch: Abhas
I mean what :O
See guys, you should have listened to me earlier
Lynch: Abhas
I mean what :O
Well that confirms the presence of a SK. As I said, there's a chance that he'll take one of them out for us if we keep them guessing Maybe Barmy switched it back onto Abhas, but the write-up seems as though he wasn't involved in that exchange, but in the cop's investigation instead? or the roleblocker?
Don't have time to go through it in more detail right now, but hopefully someone has a result on the SK or roleblocker and we might even narrow down both of them today.
The routes had never usually confused him, however he unwittingly found himself well off his chosen course. Though unable to usually tend to himself, tonight he had no choice.
Confusing for some, but perhaps a boon for another?
He worked so hard for his position, he put in the hours and did the overtime. He wanted to continue his investigations, but meddling forces seduced his plans to submission.
His previous work had already derailed potentially successful investigations. He would not get a second chance.
His previous work had already derailed potentially successful investigations. He would not get a second chance.
The routes had never usually confused him, however he unwittingly found himself well off his chosen course. Though unable to usually tend to himself, tonight he had no choice.
He worked so hard for his position, he put in the hours and did the overtime. He wanted to continue his investigations, but meddling forces seduced his plans to submission.
The town would now know hope was checking out.
Puddleduck said:Under the protection of darkness anarchy and chaos met. Nothing had prepared the rotten town of Duckton for such brutality. Sensible pleas fell on deaf ears. Creative solutions were ignored in favour of intuitive hunches. The grey and misty twilight that hugged the damp evening air was to be painted only by the flowing red of sacrifical victims. Those that had previously spun the wheel of fate and gained insight, had remained silent with their knowledge. For some, their silence was to prove fatal.
His previous work had already derailed potentially successful investigations. He would not get a second chance.
The routes had never usually confused him, however he unwittingly found himself well off his chosen course. Though unable to usually tend to himself, tonight he had no choice.
Confusing for some, but perhaps a boon for another?
He worked so hard for his position, he put in the hours and did the overtime. He wanted to continue his investigations, but meddling forces seduced his plans to submission.
The taste of success still tinged his lips just as the smell of blood still stained his hands. He had nothing but contempt for these lost souls of Duckton. He would claim all that he saw and covet all that he could not. He wanted nothing more than the death of anyone that opposed him. He was wise and experienced in the game of manipulation and tonight he seized the opportunity to rid himself of his potentially greatest threat. He stalked his target with a deft step and narrowed eyes. He watched from afar as his future victim finished his rounds, cashed up his till and made his way out of the depot. It was only a short walk home from here, so time was brief. He cut down a side alley and waited patiently. It only took one bullet to drop his target, but as he stood over the lifeless corpse he let go with two more shots. Whether they were for security and satisfaction not even he really knew.
Barmy is dead. He was the bus driver. Town Aligned.
A nights work completed, it was time to head back to his base of operations. Business and pleasure had always been difficult to distinguish between for a man with such dark intentions. He felt as though everything had gone perfectly. Perhaps that caused him to let his guard down, maybe that was why he now felt the familiar touch of cold steel pressing against the back of his head. He turned around as quickly as a man in such a position can, and had only time to smile knowingly at his killer before the fourth bullet of the night crashed through yet another fallen body. There was no need for a second shot. The man was gone as quickly as he arrived. The town would now know hope was checking out.
Abhas is dead. He was the Godfather. Mafia Aligned.
Chaos and anarchy had indeed reigned in union tonight. The morning would bring a new day, new chances, and new choices to be made. In amongst it all, for one member of Duckton, it would perhaps be a sobering experience...
5th - Must be the cop, but still unsure whether Barmy was involved or the roleblocker. It should be clear to whoever it is though, depending on whether they got a result or not. If blocked, then yeah I think they need to claim since the mafia will also know.
Ironically, I said the same thing 3 minutes earlier.
Cop roleblocked by mafia. No switching indicated, so I'd say the mafia know the cop. Shall he better claim?