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"Oh noes" the mayor said, the town is completly undecided. "We'll have to wait longer to hang someone today!" Confused and angered the mob started arguing and shouting. It was at this point the incredibly goodlooking, mindblowingly intelligent, freakishly sexy and above all rediculously modest deputy mayor entered the room. "Wait, hold on! The mayor miscounted, the town did come to a final conclusion!" Torqez dropped his head in a resigned fashion, realizing the meaning of these words. The executioner immediately patted him down to remove any weapons that may have been concealed to prevent an incident like the previous day's lynch. Once he was satisfied, he led Torqez to his horse.
A moment later and Torqez was astride his horse, noose wound tightly around his neck. He glanced glumly at the townsfolk staring at him as if he were some sort of freakshow and closed his eyes as the gunshot sounded. The horse darted towards and Torqez's limp body was left swinging from side to side.
Texas Jack was stood in the crowd and muttered some swear words to himself. He was now the only outlaw left standing now that his roleblocker was hanging from the noose. He'd have to finish this by himself.
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It is now the **** NIGHT **** phase!
Decisions have to be made by 21:00 UK time on Sunday!