lol Torqez I was online and on irc at 6am my time. So no sleeping in for me. If anything you keep switching your votes which is nor has it ever been a good sign.  You are making yourself look suspicious by that.

But this time Alch has a point and I will vote Arnor. It seems he might have missed sending in his vote to kill.

**** CURRENT SCORES ****
3 - Arnor (RisingDown, Alchoran, KT)
1 - KT (Torqez)
1 - Wendy (Nolio)
1 - Torqez (xara)
1 - Nolio (Jets)

Still to vote: Arnor, Genesis, Wendy

**** FINAL SCORES ****
3 - Arnor (RisingDown, Alchoran, KT)
2 - Nolio (Jets, Wendy)
1 - KT (Torqez)
1 - Wendy (Nolio)
1 - Torqez (xara)

Did not vote: Arnor, Genesis

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Santa Claus carefully walked along the snow covered path leading from his log cabin. A meeting had been called in the centre of Lapland by the game moderator following the gruesome discovery by Holly Jollybells this morning. Santa shook his head as he thought back on the moment he heard the news that there was a band of naughty elves out there looking to ruin his favourite holiday. He looked around at the buildings he was walking past; the spirit of Christmas was still very much evident.

Towering above every building, the 60ft Christmas tree in the centre of town represented everything in which Lapland stood for. Hanging from every branch was either a gift-wrapped present, golden candle, glittery bauble or shiny tinsel. Although you could see no wires or actual lights, the tree sparkled and glistened with the brightest reds, blues, greens and golds in the land. The branches of the great fir seemed to dance in time to the sounds of the music being played out within the town. Underneath the tree was a slightly raised platform which was filled with what seemed like thousands of presents, ranging from the largest packages to small boxes. Also upon this platform stood arsy, the game moderator.

A crowd had started to form around the Christmas tree, eager to see what would happen. A giant blackboard was erected at the front listing the names of everyone who lived in Lapland. Once a vote was cast, handwriting would appear beside the person who voted writing out the name of the person they had voted for, as if it was written with an invisible hand.

The clock at the front of the town's Christmas hall struck 1200.

Everyone shuffled around trying to get a better view of the board as they attempted to figure out who was going to get lynched. The game moderator clicked his fingers and silence fell upon Lapland. The cheerful music erupting from the hidden speakers disappeared and the crowd stopped their murmuring. Another click of the fingers and a 10ft long wall made up of grey bricks had materialised out of nowhere beside the Christmas tree. Some confused members of the town looked at each other in bafflement. The game moderator smiled and clicked his fingers once more. The sound of a loud whistle blowing erupted from nowhere.

"ATTENTION! MARCH ONE TWO THREE! MARCH TWO THREE FOUR! MARCH ONE TWO THREE!" came the voice from an unknown man. Suddenly out of thin air, a band of men in single file appeared in front of the Christmas tree, marching in time to the man at the front's calls. They were dressed from head to toe in military gear, each holding a rifle of some sort. What was strange was that they were all green. Not the shade of camouflage green which all soldiers were, but these were head to toe in a plasticy type of green. Even their eyes seemed to be glazed over with green paint. The troup of men, about 6 in all, marched loudly towards the wall and stopped about 5 metres in front, facing it.

The moderator looked on, evidently pleased with the results and clicked his fingers. The empty wall was no longer empty for Arnor had appeared in the middle with his back to it. "Wtf? How did this happen?" he complained as the 6 toy soldiers looking at him raised their rifles. "Hey! What are you doing? Where's your Christmas spirit?!!!"

The soldier in charge glanced at the moderator, who nodded, and shouted "FIRE AT WILL!". The crowd's gasps were drowned out by the onslaught of ferocious gunfire echoing throughout the town. The blackboard magically wiped itself clear and once again, mysterious writing started to appear. The letters started to form words, which read: Here passes Arnor, cherished nice elf. He will be missed.

Standing out of sight behind the crowd, Santa Claus looked on and started weeping.

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It is the second **** NIGHT **** phase!
All roles with night-time abilities have until 21:00 UK time on Friday to make their next choices. Zeus #5515.

lol its kinda funny tbh

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Jack Frost was seething from the events of the past 24 hours but he was convinced the spirit of Christmas would win through in the end.

He had picked up a mince pie and taken a bite out of it when he took the knock to the side of the head. Didn't even see it coming and he went down like a sack of potatoes. Two naughty elves emerged from the shadows of Jack's house, one gripped a long candy cane and another held a large red sack.

Some time later, Jack came to. He opened his eyes but to no use as everything was still black. He attempted to kick out with his legs, however they had been tied together with his arms. He also seemed to be in some sort of bag or sack of some sort. There was little room for movement as four walls were enclosed around him as if he were in some sort of very tight tunnel. He called out for help but there was no response.

The front door of the cottage opened and two elderly elves walked in. The sound of the blustery wind howled from outside.

"Brrrrrr! Quick Bob, close that door and get the fire going. It is absolutely freezing!" the wife said. The husband agreed and crouched down beside the fireplace and started to load it with logs. Howling sounds could still be heard but these were travelling inside from the tight tunnel of the chimney leading up from the fire.

"What's that sound?" the wife asked as she filled the kettle with water. "It sounds like murmuring."

"Nah, it's just the sounds of the wind coming in from the chimney hun" the husband answered as he lit the logs in the fireplace, completely unaware that there was something clogged in his chimey.

Nolio was right to be optimistic at the start of the evening, but little did he know that he was going to be burned alive by the end. Jack (of all trades) Frost was no more.

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Mrs Claus looked into the mirror and beamed back at her reflection. She straightened up her red hat and glistened her glasses before taking a white apron from the stool and tied it around her waist. Only two days until Christmas and there was still plenty of baking to finish!

Smiling to herself, she closed the front door to her cabin and strolled carefully across the soft white snow towards the Lapland Bakery where she spent the majority of her time. The glow of multicoloured lights lit up the village as the festive season had well and truly begun. It was approaching midnight so she wasn't expecting many elves to be inside the bakery as she pushed open the door.

A strong smell of freshly baked cookies greeted her when she entered, eradicating any sense of coldness she was feeling from outside and filled her with warmth and happiness. She glanced around quickly and she was right, the whole building seemed deserted. However, nothing ever stops in Lapland and the baking machines were still very much in operation. A number of conveyor belts were arranged along the centre of the floor with piles of fresh cookie dough being transported towards a large box shaped machine. Mrs Claus walked towards the machine and peered through the glass window to enable her to see what was going on. A huge mechanical cookie cutter, shaped with stars, christmas trees, snowmen and candy canes, was inside the machine being pushed down onto piles of dough every few seconds or so. She smiled as everything seemed to be going to plan.

"We wish you a merry christmas" she started singing quietly to herself as she walked around to inspect another machine. She didn't even notice the old man following her with a large stick of candy cane swinging for her head.

Mrs Claus awoke with throbbing pain above her right ear but also noticed that she was tied down. She lifted her head slightly and panicked as she realised she was also moving slowly against her will. Mrs Claus cried out from the conveyor belt but she knew the building was empty. The only sound which greeted her was the soft thud of the cookie cutter pressing down violently a few metres from her. She struggled to free her hands and legs from the candy strings which bound them together as she moved ever closer to the machine.

A few moments later and a siren erupted throughout the Lapland Bakery as one of the cookie machines had been blocked by the very undoughlike body of RisingDown.

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Two townie special roles down! I sense the end is nye! Cmon Lapland, catch a naughty elf!
It is now the **** DAY **** phase!
All Lapland resident have until 14:00 UK time on Saturday morning to vote for who they want to lynch!

Great ...just great

3 Nice Elves left
3 Naught Elves
1 Scrooge/SK

/me sigh

Voting KT again

So another wrong lynch gives the mafia the win? Nice going I suppose I'll vote Torqez as he is still alive again. That's never a good sign!

I feel that Torqez did a lot of vote switching the first time. Doing that is not a good sign. I refuse to be part of a bandwagon, but I am voting Torqez on what he did during the first lynch.

And apparently, I was a good elf! Screw you, screw you all!!!

lol ...all i ask is you guys use some logic.

Though there's only 2 others out there who wouldnt want me dead.

KT is dodgy as, and genesis' logic is flawed. Pretty sure we've exhausted that 'still alive' voting technique.

Anyway, if you guys don't get your act together, gg naughty elfies.

2 hrs to go, Merry Christmas all!

**** CURRENT SCORES ****
4 - Torqez (xara, Genesis, Alchoran, KT)
1 - KT (Torqez)
1 - Alchoran (Jets)

Still to vote: Wendy

4 hours to go!

changing to alch, to try to save town. Jets isnt on to change.

Will the other town or sk plz change.