Chief of Police Beirut looked out over the town square from the newly-constructed execution platform and swelled with pride. His charges, the villagers of the Frontroom, were doing their civic duty and voting! Granted, it was to horribly execute the person that had killed two of their own, but nonetheless they were voting. Beirut was so proud of them.
He walked down, off the platform, and towards the townspeople, hoping to catch snippets of their deliberations and glean valuable information towards every individual's psyche.
"Vote for me, it means I'm innocent!"
"I'm voting for him because it's tradition!"
Tradition? Beirut thought. That was weird... surely, none of them had ever done this before...
Well, at least they were voting, he supposed.
Eventually, all the discussion wore down, votes were cast, and Beirut, back atop the execution platform, called for order.
"Gentlemen," he began, "It is time to enforce your decision. Privateerkev, as per your... er... wishes, you will hereby and immediately be executed."
Privateerkev eagerly bounded up the platform, clapping his hands again and again and overall, looking like a small, hyperactive child who had a $100 gift certificate to the candy store. "Oh, goody!" he shouted over the crowd, "I can't wait to start! How'm I going to get executed? Hanging? Electric chair? Sharks with frickin' lasers?"
"Nope," Beirut replied incredulously. "To send a message to the mafia, your tongue will be removed and you will be buried alive with approximately 27 rather large tarantulas to keep you company." He pulled a rope and next to the execution platform, a sand pit and a large wooden crate with the words "DO NOT OPEN" stamped on it were revealed.
The color quickly drained out of PK's face and the world record for "fastest, most drastic facial expression change" was shattered.
"If you'll hold still, please," Beirut said, brandishing a large, rusty knife. "Open wide!"
Privateerkev started screaming at the top of his lungs and didn't stop until there was no more air to enter his lungs, some thirty horrible minutes later. Every single townsperson could hear him even through the large amount of sand placed over his and the tarantulas' bodies.
"Just a reminder, if you're a mafioso, the same fate or worse awaits you, Beirut said cheerily. If you'd like to confess now, then I can arrange a quick, humane execution instead."
Silence.
"No? Well then, go home everybody and hope you did your jobs."
Day 1 tally:
Privateerkev: 11 (Privateerkev, RoadKill, TinCow, Sasaki Kojiro, peverpink, Sarathos, KukriKhan, TevashSzat, Fenring, Seamus Fermanagh, Kagemusha)
Sasaki Kojiro: 7 (Ichigo, Elite Ferret, LittleGrizzly, |Sith|R|AntiWarmanCake88, Crazed Rabbit, Rythmic, discovery1)
Elite Ferret: 2 (makaikhaan, Caius)
LittleGrizzly: 2 (shlin28, FactionHeir)
FactionHeir: 1 (woad&fangs)
TevashSzat: 1 (Sigurd Fafnesbane)
Andres: 1 (Craterus)
Quintus.J.Cicero: 1 (Gaius Scribonius Curio)
makaikhaan: 1 (Andres)
shlin28: 1 (Beefy187)
Kagemusha: 1 (Tiberius of the Drake)
Sarathos: 1 (CountArach)
woad&fangs: 1 (Kommodus)
Didn't vote: 5 (Mithrandir, Lord Winter, Quintus.J.Cicero, georgeman51, Joe Monks)
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Still alive: (35)
Ichigo
RoadKill
TinCow
Elite Ferret
woad&fangs
shlin28
makaikhaan
Sasaki Kojiro
LittleGrizzly
Sigurd Fafnesbane
Craterus
Caius
Gaius Scribonius Curio
peverpink
Sarathos
Andres
Mithrandir
Beefy187
Tiberius of the Drake
KukriKhan
TevashSzat
|Sith|R|AntiWarmanCake88
Crazed Rabbit
Fenring
Lord Winter
CountArach
Kommodus
Rythmic
Seamus Fermanagh
Quintus.J.Cicero
Kagemusha
georgeman51
discovery1
FactionHeir
Joe Monks
Killed:
Tratorix
Omanes Alexandrapolites
Executed:
Privateerkev
Congratulations, you've just survived your first day phase! I'd also like to say thank you for voting, because having only 5 "no votes" in the first round is really impressive.PMs please.
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