@Brik: I unvoted Nooq a while ago.

Oh, my mistake. Correction:

Voting [:]: Tid, JiP, Eternal-flo
Voting Tid: nooq
Voting nooq: War P. Anda
Not voting: [:], Unknown194
Have yet to post today: SomeBodyUDon’tKnow

With eight alive, decisions require five votes.

SomebodyUDon'tKnow is being constantly inactive. He's got to be mafia.

meh, fine. Whatever.

Vote: [:]

Well, If you can't beat them, join them.

Vote: [:]

Finally. Although they posted their votes half heartedly, they voted.
I need to investigate now, and get some sleep.

Voting [:]: Tid, JiP, Eternal-flo, War P. Anda, Unknown194
Voting Tid: nooq
Not voting: [:]
Have yet to post today: SomeBodyUDon’tKnow


It was done. The final vote was cast. The rest of the crew stared at Yomen Indelêa ([:]), wondering what was going to happen. Nothing did, at first. Then, Yomen gave a small jolt, as if he had received a shock. He tried to get out of his chair, but found that he could not. A look of panic washed over his face, as he struggled to move his limbs. At that moment, a powerful electric current burst forth from the chair. His eyes burst into flame, his skin cracked. Then it was over. The others cringed as his limp body fell forward onto the table, striking it with a soft thud. The silence that followed was broken by the man sitting at Yomen’s right. “I sure hope we made the right decision.”

A brilliant flash, like a small explosion, appeared in the middle of the table. The Game Master stood there in the smoke, looking quite pleased. “Well well well,” he said. “Things are finally getting interesting.” He leaped forward, landing near the opening double doors. Much too long a jump for a human to make. The man in white turned and bowed in a grand manner, gesturing towards the hallway. “Best be getting some sleep now, all of you. Tomorrow will come sooner than you expect.”

The crew of the Aniraco filed out of the room once again. The atmosphere was different this time, however. Previously, they had only been told of the deaths. Some of them had secretly hopped that it was just the Game Master’s way of scaring them, that the missing people hadn't really died. Now they had seen it happen. This wasn’t just a game. This was a fight for their lives.


It is now Night 3. Time to send in your night actions.

...

Jason wanted to be the host today, but the next game phase really shouldn't be delayed any further. If you wanted to make a story post, Jason, just feel free to do so during the course of the day.

Nun Wonk (Unknown194) died. It is now Day 4.

With 7 alive, decisions require 4 votes.

So he is dead... how sad to find that there are still people out there... so who should we take out today?

War Panda is... guilty.
I think I'm paranoid.

Hey, no interrupting story time! Bad Brik! Bad!

Awwwww, man... I'm ridiculously late... a rather panicked Azure thought as he ran through the hallways of the Aniraco. I knew hosting that horse racing thing was a bad idea!
As he burst through the doors, Azure saw that the seven survivors were already seated and discussing who to electorcute. The looks on their faces were now much more stern, most likely due to seeing Indelêa's lynching the previous day. Looking at the clock, he realizing to how much of an extent he was tardy: no less that ninety minutes. Oh man... I am so going to be in big trouble...
Recovering from his sprint, he addressed to the players: "Sorry about that. I was busy doing something important. Um... I take it you've already realized who got killed last night?" The nods he received reveled the answer: they knew who was murdered. Nun Wonk (Unknown194). It was strange how he joined mid-game and was killed almost immediately upon doing so. It made the mood of the conference feel so unwelcoming and unnerving.
"Right. Um.. I guess I'll leave you to your discussion. I think I'll stick around to hear it, though. Should be interesting how it turns out this time." Suddenly, a ring could be heard through the room. A light appeared on what seemed to be Azure belt, marking the location of a small pager-like device. "Oh, hold on. The boss is giving me a call, I'll take it outside," he claimed, strolling out the same doors he came in.

Psh. Whatever.
Anyway, since I can't give any leads at the moment, who shall we lynch?
We could lynch nooq off, since he's no help at all and will probably not help at all if we even lynch Tid.
We may lynch Eternal-flo or [:], too. In fact, we could lynch anyone with a lead.