Darn it, I'm the boulder-thrower guy again! Screw it, it's Arun.

Fuck sake. Its so obvious. Villagers unite please. Vote Arun. Vote Veigar. Arun first.

Angry chineese clouds cover the village and electrecuted people is the guess wrong

Is it game over actually? Another villager dies tonight and then wolves (arun, Veigar and probably lawls) vote together for a tie against the villagers who will vote arun.

Also I haven't ruled out phule yet.

Eh, Phulesdorp. :p

His Balls please. The only reason you would try to defame me like this is to protect yourself - this will not work! Either that or you are a completely deluded wolf. Either way, one of us will be killed by the wolves (we are the most vocal) so there's probably no point arguing.

Next wolf... Phulesdrop? Maybe even Sixth Army cause he's being doing fine not being noticed. Same goes for Dom.

I bet the wolves would kill Balls next.

Dom has already died...

The silent dom.

Lol I never noticed =D

Nah the wolves should kill someone now that no one suspects. Leave me in because a villiger may vote for me.

The village was pretty much screwed. The mountainous pile of dead bodies, all villagers, lay testament to the havoc the wolves has caused, and it showed no sign of abating.

The villagers all retiring to their own houses, knowing that one of them would be dinner tonight, and with no angel to watch over them, there was no respite - if the wolves came for you, that was it.

The target was pre-selected, and the wolves rushed in, grab him by the ankles and carried him away to the nearby forest to kill him.

his balls is DEAD. He was a villager.

1 vote, 1 to lynch.

Lol

His balls fell to the floor with a sickening thud.

'Vote ar...' was all they could muster.

Edited 8/20/2014 07:38:49

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Edited 8/20/2014 14:08:41

Angry chineese clouds eletrecute all tha villigers remeining

Do we vote for the next day? I think Sixth Army. If we still kill a villager it's pretty shocking :/ there must be a low number of wolves.

6th army :3

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May you live in interesting times.