For the record, I had another post that I deleted after zarf edited out Noir's post.

Also, Gwynedd and Oxygen have been warned for missing a deadline.
Miss one more and you're eliminated from the game.

Sorry primo. I was unable to get to my inter webs to vote! I won't miss again.

The fireworks are already flying!

It was five minutes before the end of the school day. It had been a very quiet day, everyone being terrible shocked by what happened. To be honest, the Crazy Janitor was a bit surprised himself. He hadn't expected someone else to get killed aside from his own victim. Not that he minded though, the more the merrier. But that didn't matter at the moment. Right now, what mattered was his next kill.
The Crazy Janitor was in the tool shed, working on his next murder weapon.

The acid was amusing, but he wanted to try something a bit more.. flashy this time. He was so immersed in his next kill, he didn't hear the faint footsteps outside the shed, nor did he notice a hand slowly opening the door. While the Crazy Janitor finished working on his murder weapon, the mysterious guest left again, carefully closing the door behind them.

The school bell rang, marking the time for him to go out and kill again. Humming and whistling, the Crazy Janitor shouldered his weapon, went for the door and grabbed the handle, only to stop in his tracks. The door handle was sticky and he was pretty sure it wasn't when he entered. When he tried to let go, he noticed he couldn't. One of those goddamned kids glued his hand to the door! Oh, if he hadn't already planned to kill them all, this would've been incentive!

The Crazy Janitor pulled and pulled but his hand wouldn't give. Suddenly however, the door handle gave. He tumbled backwards into a toolrack. Staring at his hand still holding the handle, he saw that not only had they put glue on the handle, they also loosened the handle. He realised he was stuck in the shed until someone found him. Oh, but if he ever found out who did this, they'd pay.

That was the last thing he thought of before one of the hammers fell down from the rack and knocked him unconscious.

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Sighing and moaning, Wendy finished cleaning the floor of the Science Room. She couldn't believe it. Yes, so she had spilled some.. Actually she couldn't remember what she spilled, she didn't really pay attention in this class. But either way, it wasn't too bad so why did she have to stay after class to clean it? Especially now, with the school as dangerous as it was! And of course, that stupid teacher just left her on her own. It was so unfair. She stood up and was about to head out when she noticed the bucket. She just knew that if she left it there, the teacher would use it as another excuse to punish her. After all, she wasn't his favourite.

So she picked it up and headed to the back of the room, behind the different machines and such put together by those loser kids. She tried to open the closet, but it was one of those tricky locks that only opened if you held the handle at a certain angle during a blue moon. While she was battling the lock, softly cursing under her breath, the Nerd entered the room. Making sure to keep silent, he went for one of the machines. He couldn't believe his luck, Wendy was right where he wanted her! She probably didn't even know she was standing in perfect range for his pride and joy: his very own Tesla coil.

He had made some modifications the other day. The teacher didn't even know what he was doing, the clueless idiot!
Just as he was ready to turn on the coil, Wendy turned around. For a moment, she didn't say anything.

"What.. What are you doing here? Hey, answer me!"
But the Nerd just pressed the button. The coil started charging and the Nerd couldn't help but laugh at the fear that started to show on Wendy's face.
She started to edge towards the door, but it was too late. Suddenly, the electrity coursed through her body. The pain wasn't too bad at first.
She almost believed she was going to be okay. But then it intensified and she could smell it burning. Wait, that was her. She was burning.

Wendy began to scream, but it didn't matter. Everyone had left. There was only the Nerd, standing there and watching.
When she no longer screamed, he turned off the Tesla coil. Her convulsing body didn't stop moving for a while, but he was satisfied that she was dead.

A little while later the entire building was empty, leaving only the charred, twitching body of the Student Wendy behind.

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It is now the **DAY** phase! You have until 22:00 GMT to cast your lynching votes!

Interesting. The Head Cheerleader found the Janitor =o

Ah yes, also a role blocker. If it is the Whiz Kid, that means the mob knows who he is. On that note, are the SK and GF night kill immune? (Primo, Eltara?)

On that note, I also vote Evilrunt.

> Nolio wrote:

> Voting Insane. Just seems like a logical person to choose if I were looking for a crazed killer

How rude =p

Elro:
"If it was the cheerleader, I suggest that the nurse heals the Janitor. Or is that a no go this round Primo?"

why would u want the serial killer alive ? :S makes no sence! he is killing students ....

in houner of Noir's death i will vote Evilrunt for now

The janitor can not be cured from being a janitor.

voting evilrunt

I vote for Elro and his sneaky ways