ah damn sorry, had to travel all evening/night back to college   i wont miss another one though

We'll add some more juicy blood soon! Story coming up in a couple of minutes.

The mobster yawned as he tried to stay awake. He'd been sitting in his car for two hours now, waiting for tonight's victim to show up. According to the godfather, the victim always came by the fountain around this time of the evening. The mobster had been eager to do the kill, but because of the whole clock-changing thing, he'd missed out on a whole hour of sleep the other night and he was getting pretty tired. Finally, his victim showed up. The mobster grabbed his gun and silently got out of his car. His unwitting victim had stopped by the fountain to have a drink and to pet a pigeon.

Suddenly his victim turned around and the mobster quickly tried to hide behind a pillar. He'd been just in time because the man turned around again and focused on the pigeon. As the mobster moved towards his victim again, he cut his hand on a nail. "Argh, dammit. Stupid nail." he cursed a bit under his breath and continued walking to the fountain.

The serial killer stroked the pigeon before softly grabbing it with both hands and twisting its neck. The smell of blood calmed him down in an instant. He was about to put the dead pigeon in the pocket of his jacket and pick up the hammer he'd brought along when he stopped still. He smelled more blood, human blood. Without hesitation he turned on his feet, noticing the mobster approaching with one bleeding hand. But more important was the other hand, which was aiming a gun at him. Before the mobster could fire at him, the serial killer jumped into the fountain and dived. It wasn't very deep, but the mobster's first two shots missed and that was all that mattered. When he got back on his feet, the mobster had reached the fountain and was aiming at him again. But the serial killer had reached the statue in the middle and hid behind it. Here he found a lamp that was hanging a bit loose. He pulled it off the statue and waited for the mobster to come around the statue. He then threw the lamp into the mobster's face and made a run for it. A few gunshots followed him, but he didn't get hit.

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The serial killer hid behind a few garbage dumpsters, waiting for the mobster to follow him, but he couldn't hear anyone. Maybe the mobster had given up. He waited a bit longer before getting up. He looked around, all the while fondling the dead pigeon in his pocket. While running away, he'd subconsciously reached the neighbourhood of his intended target. In fact, the house he was hiding behind was that of ARFeh. The serial killer checked the windows, trying to see if any of them were open. Much to his surprise, ARFeh seemed fairly confident, because he found one window that wasn't only unlocked, but wide open. As fast and inconspicuously as possible, the serial killer jumped inside and crouched behind the sofa. He noticed ARFeh was rummaging around in the kitchen. After a couple of minutes, ARFeh came into the living room with a bottle of wine and two glasses. While he was putting them on the table, the serial killer rose and raised his hammer.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. The serial killer dropped himself behind the sofa again while ARFeh went to answer the door.
"Ah, there you are. I just opened the bottle. Go and make yourself comfortable, I'll just go and grab the pack of cards from my bedroom. ARFeh's visitor entered the living room and sat himself down in the sofa while ARFeh headed up the stairs. The serial killer crawled out of the room. Sure, he could've just killed the man in the sofa, but he'd planned to kill ARFeh, so ARFeh was who he'd kill tonight.

On hands and knees, the serial killer got to the top of the stairs. He looked left and right, trying to guess what room ARFeh was in. Suddenly the door right in front of him opened and ARFeh walked out with the pack of cards.
"What the hell?" he shouted as the serial killer jumped up and swung his hammer at ARFeh arm. A sickening sound of bones breaking echoed through the hallway as ARFeh dropped the cards and fell to his knees. The serial killer swung his hammer again, hitting ARFeh in the face, making him lose consciousness. But before he could swing again, he heard footsteps. ARFeh's guest had heard the noises and was coming upstairs. As the doctor reached the top of the stairs, he saw ARFeh lying on the floor, unconscious but still breathing. To his right, he saw the serial killer's back as he escaped through the bathroom window.

"It's okay, ARFeh. I'll save you, you'll heal just fine." the doctor whispered.

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It is now the *DAY* phase! Everyone has until 13.00 GMT on Monday to cast their votes.

wtf is that pigeon all about? =/

Town are screwed still

Since a someone suspects Lex to be SK and I think he's either SK or mob, I'm gonna vote for Lex.

I don't wanna die tomorrow night because he knows I'm not protected =P

I have been suspicious of squeaky this whole time.

Squeaky for lynch

Lynch vote Lex

Lynch:  Squeaky

This is my vote for now in case I drink/sleep through the voting period

well im at work, unavailable to get onto irc and i dont know if i will be back in time for the deadline. but for now im voting lex. Im conviced he is either mob or sk. Leaning towards mob maybe gf when we lynched arocolax, my original vote was for KT, but he convinced me to vote for aro instead and save kt. plus he was convincing me dyt was mob. i personally think dyt is townie and lex was trying to get desperate to save kt because she was either mob, or a special role, which leads me to thinking lex could be SK. teamed up with kt as doctor, or vise versa i dont know. he is just too suspicious in my eyes right now and i think lynching him will explain things more and give the townies the win. LYNCH: Lex

I am switching my vote to KT, which hopefully someone I talked to will explain about it because i'm going to friggin bed.

lol mafia knows who the sk is