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Re: Dangan Ronpa: War Room Mafia - Day 5 - 1/23/15
"Is it true that you and Paperhorse are the bestest of friends, joined at the hips?"
The reticent one quickly nodded in dissent. "Nope. I don't even know her."
One of the more talkative townies raised a hand.
"Objection! I haven't seen you around here during any of our nightly meetings. Or any of our meetings! What's up with that?"
She quickly adjusts the envelope in her hands, hoping that someone didn't see what was in it. An eagle eye took notice. "...What's in the envelope?"
"Envelope?" "The one in your hand."
"Nothing's in there." Before she could do anything else, someone snatched it and opened it.
"Dear loyal subjects,
This is your lovely host speaking. Feel free to enjoy our special dinners that we've prepared as a reward for your hard mission. You've earned it. love, management."
"Din-ner?" Thoughts of luscious steaks, hamburgers and whatever delicious foods filled everyone's minds.
"She's holding out on us!" "No, THEY'RE holding out on us! We haven't eaten anything delicious in weeks and they're dining on hot chocolety milk! To the gallows!"
As the islanders finished drowning the assassin, one islander burst into tears. Another ran over. A crowd formed.
"You ok?" "I'M NOT OKAY! MY HEART WAS SUPPOSED TO GO ON!"
"We just lynched a mafia, no need to be upset-"
"We...bonded." The saddened one sniffled. "It was a magical bond...you had to take it all away from me...you took it all away..."
The saddened one quickly ran towards the highest cliff and jumped. Obviously, there was no coming back from that one.
It's now Night 5. Phase ends on 1-26-15 at 10pm.
@Psycho Pacifist;
@Life;
@HumanDawn;
@Midorikawa;
@lovandra;
@Leggo;
@Luminosity;
@RainbowSkittles;
@Kyriaki;
@Zima;
@Phoenicks;
@Soulmaster;
@Mijzelffan;
@Master Mew;
@Life;
@HumanDawn;
@Midorikawa;
@lovandra;
@Leggo;
@Luminosity;
@RainbowSkittles;
@Kyriaki;
@Zima;
@Phoenicks;
@Soulmaster;
@Mijzelffan;
@Master Mew;
"Is it true that you and Paperhorse are the bestest of friends, joined at the hips?"
The reticent one quickly nodded in dissent. "Nope. I don't even know her."
One of the more talkative townies raised a hand.
"Objection! I haven't seen you around here during any of our nightly meetings. Or any of our meetings! What's up with that?"
She quickly adjusts the envelope in her hands, hoping that someone didn't see what was in it. An eagle eye took notice. "...What's in the envelope?"
"Envelope?" "The one in your hand."
"Nothing's in there." Before she could do anything else, someone snatched it and opened it.
"Dear loyal subjects,
This is your lovely host speaking. Feel free to enjoy our special dinners that we've prepared as a reward for your hard mission. You've earned it. love, management."
"Din-ner?" Thoughts of luscious steaks, hamburgers and whatever delicious foods filled everyone's minds.
"She's holding out on us!" "No, THEY'RE holding out on us! We haven't eaten anything delicious in weeks and they're dining on hot chocolety milk! To the gallows!"
Dear Psycho Pacifist,
You are Froakie.
You are the designated cupid. One time in the game, you may post in the quicktopic: Link with Player to link yourself to someone so that your hearts might beat as one!
You are mafia and win when you control the town.
You are Froakie.
You are the designated cupid. One time in the game, you may post in the quicktopic: Link with Player to link yourself to someone so that your hearts might beat as one!
You are mafia and win when you control the town.
Psycho Pacifist was lynched. He was mafia.
As the islanders finished drowning the assassin, one islander burst into tears. Another ran over. A crowd formed.
"You ok?" "I'M NOT OKAY! MY HEART WAS SUPPOSED TO GO ON!"
"We just lynched a mafia, no need to be upset-"
"We...bonded." The saddened one sniffled. "It was a magical bond...you had to take it all away from me...you took it all away..."
The saddened one quickly ran towards the highest cliff and jumped. Obviously, there was no coming back from that one.
[video=youtube;nSz16ngdsG0]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nSz16ngdsG0[/video]
Dear Master Mew,
You are Eleven.
You are the restless spirit. After you die, you can still post in the game thread but cannot vote.
You are town and win when the mafia is eliminated.
You are Eleven.
You are the restless spirit. After you die, you can still post in the game thread but cannot vote.
You are town and win when the mafia is eliminated.
Master Mew took himself out. He was town.
It's now Night 5. Phase ends on 1-26-15 at 10pm.
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