Iluvatar - 7 (Gladiator, evilsheep, KtC Angel of Peace, Mayor, Undeath, KT, Eltara)
KT - 6 (Nolio, Maarten, Arocalex, Iluvatar, DarkSide, Chees)
Eltara - 1 (Elrohir)

Did not vote: Lynns

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Iluvatar didn't know what hit him. He keeled over and was sick on the gravel in front of him. He was sure KT was going to go down today. But the facts were there - the last hour of voting had truly turned the tables. He looked up towards the city hall and saw the game moderator take out his immobilisation device - he knew what was coming next.

The remaining citizens of the Earth 2.0 looked on in disbelief as Iluvatar was deactivated. The bolt of white light and noise which came from the deactivator gun was now something which was normal to them. Some had to glance away as his body collapsed to the ground.

The game moderator already knew what he'd find as he opened up the control panel to take out the card, on which the whole of the city's remaining morale was depending on - the same morale which was about to take another major dent. The moderator was right, the card hadn't been tampered with at all. It was as new and untouched as when it was first installed.

The mad scientist watched avidly from the crowd within the city square and smiled to himself - it was almost over.

Another humanoid also looked on, aware that his special ability could have a direct effect on the events which unfold tonight. He thought to himself as he realised that if things transpired correctly, he could be the city's saviour.

However, one thing was an absolute certainty... important decisions would have to be made.

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And we're back in the **** NIGHT **** phase!

The following characters have until 21:00 GMT (http://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/) tonight to send their decisions to Random01 in #1458:
Mad Scientist (and the hacked humanoids)
Police Officer

this truley sucks indeed

PRO TOWN DUDE, DO WHATEVER YOU DO BEST!

and i suggest doing it against !Gladiator!, evilsheep, and undeath

I know my voting wasn't ideal, but without lynns town never could have gotten the majority

you guys all voted KT with no argument, thats why?

and because the others are mob? oh yea and ehm we couldn't ever with the mob-mayor have pulled through this vote without lynns :\

yes I figured that much, therefor i changed votes in the end. However Eltara sneaked in. Im sorry now I didn't vote KT at that point

either way town needed here vote and she wasn't here to be convinced

I bet now they all have a pretty good idea, but it's too late i think

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The hacked humanoid stood still in the store cupboard as he downloaded his instructions from the mad scientist. The red glow from his eyes lit up the packs of flour, sugar and salt which lined the shelves. A moment later, he emerged from the cupboard holding a bowlful of dried pasta as if nothing had happened.

"Pasta is on its way, Chef!" he shouted as he made his way to the main kitchen.

Maarten was stood beside the stoves creating a tomato-based pasta sauce. He took the bowl of pasta from the hacked humanoid. "Thanks. You can head off home now, I just need to finish cooking this last order and then I'll be home for the night" he said as he tipped the pasta shells into a boiling hot pan of water.

"No that's alright Chef, I'll stick around for a bit longer and help prepare for tomorrow's service" the humanoid responded. "Ok, only if you're sure. Go over there and chop up some onions. Use that cleaver on the bench behind you, I sharpened it earlier" Maarten said, pointing to an 8 inch kitchen knife.

The hacked humanoid picked the knife and looked at his reflection which glared back at him. His eyes had turned the shade of red again. Slowly, he edged closer to Maarten, who had his back turned and was stirring his sauce. The humanoid raised the knife and plunged it into the chef's back.

Maarten cried out loud as the blade pierced through his skin and into his body. The pan he was holding fell to the ground with a crash, spilling scolding hot tomato sauce over the kitchen tiles. The hacked humanoid behind him, grabbed onto the back of his head and pushed his face onto the open flame which the pan had been resting on moments before.

Maarten screamed as his flesh sizzled on the stove which he had spent many hours previously slaving over. He kicked backwards and the humanoid momentarily backed off. Maarten siezed his chance and struggled from the grip he was under and started to run. He didn't get very far as he slipped on the watery tomatoes which had fallen earlier. He fell backwards and smacked his head on the cold, hard tiles. His face was in such pain that he could not feel the wound on his back.

The humanoid regained his balance and regripped the cleaver he was holding. He climbed over Maarten, who looked up like a frightened puppy. The blade was raised and plunged down again, this time heading for Maarten's chest. He choked as he coughed up blood, but didn't have time to recover before another blade came down again... and again... and again.

A few moments later, the hacked humanoid stood up. He wiped the bloodied kitchen knife on his overalls and walked towards the door. He turned off the lights and walked out, the door automatically sliding shut behind him.

Silence fell over the dark kitchen as Maarten's body lay lifeless on the tiles beside the stoves.

Suddenly Maarten drew in a sharp intake of breath and coughed violently. Blood spilled out of his mouth and immediately threw up. He lifted his head and could see that no one else was around. What had just happpened? He picked himself up into a sitting position and saw his white chef's uniform completely drenched in blood... his blood. He quickly scrambled to undo his shirt to look at the wounds which developed as a result of the hacked humanoid's vicious onslaught. He looked down and was surprised to see a few scratches over his chest and stomach. The longer he stared at them, the fainter they appeared to be. He continued staring until they had completely disappeared.

Unaware at what had just happened, Maarten managed to pull himself to his feet and he picked up a silver roasting tray from the kitchen table. He looked at his faint reflection and touched his face softly as he inspected his wounds from the stove flame. There was nothing there.

Maarten dropped the tray and stumbled across to the kitchen window. He pressed a button on the wall beside it and it slid open. The first rays of the sun were just peeking across the horizon and hit his face like a splash of cold water. He felt awake. He felt alive.

It was now day and Maarten had a lynching to attend. A lynching where he was determined he was going to catch a mobster.

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It is now the **** DAY **** phase!

All remaning Earth 2.0 citizens have until 09:00 GMT to vote for who they want to lynch.

The person with the most votes at the deadline will be lynched. If there is a tie, the deadline will be extended. If there is still a tie once the new deadline is reached, no lynching will take place and we will be in the night phase.

Kt

[17:56] <Arocalex> maarten cant be killed?
[17:56] <Arocalex> what is he?
[17:56] <Arocalex> an angel
[17:56] <Arocalex> ?
[17:56] <Nolio> yep
[17:56] <The_Unknown> a gay
[17:56] <Nolio> he can only be killed by lynching
[17:56] <Chees> cool
[17:56] <Nolio> he's like the reverse gf
[17:57] <arsy>
[17:57] <Nolio> but now that its this close
[17:57] <Nolio> the town wins!
[17:57] <Nolio> unless they manage to find a way to vote him off =p

i seem to remember someone early on joking suggesting that Nolio could be the godfather and was just geniously playing it out, and atm that actually doesn't look too far fetched. but still....ill have to vote

kt