WHO BANNED ME?!?!?!?

Anywho.......death post:

DAMN

See I don't know Blode that well, but is he really a manwhore?

Tbh with ZTR knowing people as well as he does I'd expect the term man-whore to refer to someone like me or Jaffers.

Vote: Aidan O Grady

But the first night he said "You need protection!" Tonight he said "You need investigation!". What does this mean? Is he just insane, then TAZMISSIONs his victim? Oh well. I don't want him around anyway.

You're ignoring the fact that ranting about CPR, Protection and people that are going to get him who actually don't, resulting in the CPR doctor killing their target is more logical then assuming it was the serial killer, when this most recent night phase has a section involving Blode and another seperate section involving the Kill, with the killer being very.....Un-Blodelike? If that makes sense.

From the last write up aswell, it seems that there are three investigators

quote Night Phase 2

Although he wasn’t as skilled as some of the other people of his stature, this man refused to allow anyone else steal his spotlight and continued searching for any traces of the bad guys. As he browsed through the profile of a well-known seeker, he found the news he had been looking for. Now, he just needed to find out what it meant[Perhaps hint at an insane cop, but he may have investigated someone important from the oldie side]. Meanwhile, another inexperienced boy was searching for clues - anywhere he could find them. Naturally, the boy grew tired and quickly called it a day. Finding enough, in his opinion, to book his man{someone else, seems to have found someone's role/alignment}. Sadly, the last of the inexperienced researchers was grounded and could not access his computer that night. Sucks for him.

quote Albino_Fro

You're ignoring the fact that ranting about CPR, Protection and people that are going to get him who actually don't, resulting in the CPR doctor killing their target is more logical then assuming it was the serial killer, when this most recent night phase has a section involving Blode and another seperate section involving the Kill, with the killer being very.....Un-Blodelike? If that makes sense.

quote Oogity_Boogity_Boo

Vote: Aidan O Grady
Oh well. I don't want him around anyway.

Ethan get on ze msn nao!!!

kaikai dead

ZTR often refers to me as his ho.

quote Night Phase 2

Still roaming around the world, the psycho man-whore had made quite a name for itself. Ever since it killed of Joseph Leito, the thing has been getting praise from people at the hundreds. Now, it has traveled far- far away from Maine. Mostly because no one wants to live there, but also because its’ next target is far- far away. The man-whore approaches the young moderator as he waters his mothers garden. “YOU NEED INVESTIGATIONS.” The man-whore leaps at the young moderator and lets out a yelp. The noise sounds almost like he is screaming *TAZMISSION*. Luckily for the inexperienced mod, he had a rolled up newspaper in his back pocket and was able to shoo the man-whore away, before it could get any investigations down. As the man-whore was escaping, it fell into the ditch, knocking itself out.

quote Night Phase 2

Two men had the same target on their minds that night. Although, they had two different ways of ridding of this target. He knew it was coming, he just didn’t know which was coming first. That’s when he looked down at his computer screen. Why hadn’t he seen it before? It was so obvious, it had been starring him in the face all this time! The man quickly began to type out a message to his friend on Neoseeker, but just as he began to send it - the worst possible thing happened. He was banned. Alas, the man couldn’t contact his friend through Neoseeker - but in real life maybe? He grabbed his phone and began to dial. He heard the dial tone, and finally, and voice on the other end! “Hello, hello? Who is this?” The voice replied. “Hey B- wait a minute, your not a woman! Are you?” He replied cautiously. “Woman? Sorry hun, but I think you got the wrong number. This is Nelly Fur-” He hung up. The man cursed to himself. He had always got those two numbers mixed up, and tonight, his team would all pay for it. The man with all the information had just dialed his last number. He slowly turned around in his computer chair to face his worst nightmare.

“Your supposed to be dead!”

“G, my silly friend. I am dead. But not on the outside, like you shall be in a moment. But on the inside. Where it actually matters.”

“Do the world a favor you pansy, and just end your damn life already-”

And that, sadly, would be the last incomplete sentence the man ever said. The psychotic killer drove his knife into the skull of his former.. Pretend friend. He slowly pulled it out and shoved the man to the ground. “It didn’t have to be like this. It didn’t have to end this way.” The psychopath whispered as he pulled a picked up a backpack he had brought with him, and emptied a can of gasoline all over the room. After lighting a match and setting the place up in flames, the psychopath made his way to his next targets residence, planning his next move.

The killer looks like that would be the mafia kill. Although, we kind of ripped their balls off so meh.

quote The Night Write Up

Still roaming around the world, the psycho man-whore had made quite a name for itself. Ever since it killed of Joseph Leito, the thing has been getting praise from people at the hundreds. Now, it has traveled far- far away from Maine. Mostly because no one wants to live there, but also because its’ next target is far- far away. The man-whore approaches the young moderator as he waters his mothers garden. “YOU NEED INVESTIGATIONS.” The man-whore leaps at the young moderator and lets out a yelp. The noise sounds almost like he is screaming *TAZMISSION*. Luckily for the inexperienced mod, he had a rolled up newspaper in his back pocket and was able to shoo the man-whore away, before it could get any investigations down. As the man-whore was escaping, it fell into the ditch, knocking itself out.

quote Writeup

The psychotic killer drove his knife into the skull of his former.. Pretend friend. He slowly pulled it out and shoved the man to the ground. “It didn’t have to be like this. It didn’t have to end this way.” The psychopath whispered as he pulled a picked up a backpack he had brought with him, and emptied a can of gasoline all over the room. After lighting a match and setting the place up in flames, the psychopath made his way to his next targets residence, planning his next move.

quote Writeup

There was little time remaining. He had predicted the death of his friend later tonight, and was rushing through his data to see if there was any possible way to save him. Making a lone prediction, the man decided to search the hard drive of another member. After about fifteen minutes of searching, he was able to find a hacking program within the PC. Seconds later, his own computer crashed. The man pounded his fists upon his table, as if he were a ferocious tiger. “Damn the luck.”

Tiger of Wu.

Oh yeah.