IT IS NOW *** NIGHT PHASE ***
Special roles have till 10:00 GMT to send in their targets.
Please do not get confused with daylight savings time. GMT does not have that. www.greenwichmeantime.com

The following are the characters in this game. These have been allocated at random:

- 1 Teacher

you're welcome to!

The loyal pirates did very well, but encountered some bad luck.
Then again, the SK could have gotten the pirates killed had he not been removed from the game.

I have a theme in mind already. And I am hoping Eltie will help me write.
That'd mean I don't have to empty the player pool for a writer.

Einstein was tired and about to go to bed. He just finished a meeting with some loyal pirates. They gathered quite some information on the mutineers, and even got two of them lynched. Surely the mutiny was about to be over. Einstein decided to get a snout-full of rum first. On his way, he saw a dark shadow sneaking across the deck. "I'll be damned, if I can catch that son of a bitch, the mutiny will be over even sooner!" he thought. The shadow went down some stairs into the hold. Einstein followed him closely.
Then, all of a sudden, there was light. The last mutineer and the mutiny leader had trapped him in a dark corner. "SO IT WAS YOU!" Einstein outed before he was overpowered by the two evil-doers. "You caused us a lot of trouble, and our mutiny might just fail because of you, Einstein" the mutiny leader said. "So I think you deserve some trouble of your own".
The mutineer held Einstein back while his superior took out a knife. "These stubby little fingers of yours have been digging in places they shouldn't have, and now they'll have to pay for it" the mutiny leader said whilst cutting off Einstein's fingers. "And that tongue of yours was very helpful to that moron of a Captain of ours". The leader forced open Einstein's mouth and poured some burning oil from the oil lamp onto his tongue. "I'm sure you'll get rid of these annoying habits soon.".
After at least half an hour of gruesome torture, Einstein's throat was slit, and the little life that was left in him, was over. "Let's get out of here, and see if town is still as tough without this bastard's help."

It is now *** DAY PHASE ***. Everyone has till 21:00 GMT to vote for a lynching.

It was a dark night, and it had been a busy day for the Surgeon. He went back to his quarters for some well deserved rest. As he was about to step into his hammock, there was a knock on his door. The Surgeon sighed and got back up to open the door. "Apologies for the late visit, Oxy" the visitor said. "But I accidentally cut myself shaving. Could you have a look?"

The following morning the pirate crew found Oxygen laying in a puddle of blood. He had been stabbed to death by his own scalpel.

It is now ***DAY PHASE***
You have till 21:00 GMT to lynch a crewmember.

Genesis was sobbing as a Northern Irish pirate dragged him to deck. "How did it come to this?" he cried. "We were doing so well, we have had the right people at the right places, and still we get beaten by Northern Irish scum. Maybe we should have cared less about our hair and paid more attention to the things that matter"

As the Quartermaster prepared to tie the rope around Genesis' ankles, Genesis jumped up and ran away. "GET HIM" the Quartermaster yelled, "DO NOT LET HIM GET AWAY". Not much later a musket shot could be heard from the Captain's quarters. The pirates rushed in and found Genesis laying in a puddle of his own blood. The Captain had not been in his quarters. Genesis had taken his own life in stead. "A death too merciful for him", the Quartermaster said. "But a death none the less."

It is now *** NIGHT PHASE***
Special roles have till 21:00 GMT to send in their targets.

The crew of the "Hairy Wench" was in terror. Seven good men had died over the past couple of days. There was clearly a mutiny going on, but no mutineers were caught, and the pirates were looking for a scapegoat.
"It's unbelievable, how can this happen" one of them said. "Why can these mutineers act so freely? Maybe they are right, maybe we need a better Captain?". "QUIET!" yelled the quartermaster. "Don't make me keelhaul you as well! Now listen up. I went through the locker of KT this morning, and I found some interesting things. Most disturbingly, I found one of Gwynedd's used g-strings, god knows why she would want to keep those. However, more interestingly, I found the bag of laudanum the Surgeon is missing. I think these are clear indications KT is part of the mutiny."

As the crowd went to confront KT, she wasn't even trying to hide it. "That's right", she said. "This ship deserves a better captain! Once I knew this legend, he went by the name of WhiteShadow. He was a leader, an inspiration, and great in bed! Unfortunately he quit the pirating business and moved to Mexico" The Quartermaster grabbed KT with one arm and single-handedly dragged her onto deck. As the rope was tied around her ankles, KT yelled "DON'T GIVE UP, FELLOW MUTINE...hmph pfffrrr". Before she could finish her sentence, the Captain stepped forward and forced Gwynedd's dirty g-string into her mouth. "Silence suits you much better, KT, and soon we won't have to worry about that. Have it done, Quartermaster".

It is now *** NIGHT-PHASE***
Special Roles have till 21:00 GMT to send in their targets. I hope Ilu can write the story tonight, because I have to work.

And it is allowed to ask another role to contact you.
Ofcourse it is difficult to establish mutual trust between people if you are not 100% certain of eachothers roles.

With 90 minutes to go:

Portgas: 7 votes (Nolio, Ps, Einstein, Genesis, Ramza, Twisted Metal, Airwing)
Nolio: 1 vote (Arby3)
Einstein: 1 vote (KT)

Still to vote:
Elrohir, Oxygen, Portgas

The crowd gathered on deck to witness another keelhauling.
RisingDown was quiet as they tied him to the rope and threw him into the water. The group of pirates on the other side of the ship spat in their hands to prepare themselves to pull the rope as all of a sudden a loud splash could be heard. A hungry white shark launched itself from the water, grabbing RisingDown in its jump. RisingDown screamed and cried at the same time, but only for a second. The shark went back down and torn limbs of RisingDown came floating to the surface. "Well, I guess that saves us the trouble", Said the Quartermaster.
As everyone prepared to get back to work, all of a sudden someone fell over and didn't get back up. The surgeon rushed himself to the unfortunate pirate and checked for breath. "He's dead", he said. "Look at these blisters and his dried out lips, this guy was clearly suffering from a sunstroke. It's a miracle he lasted this long. He must have been in a lot of pain." Thirdrock, the hyper-thermic sailor who never killed anyone was given a burial at sea.

It is now ***NIGHT PHASE***. Special roles have till 21:00 GMT to send in their targets.