Malpractice and Freud [Concluded]

[Sevis]

Unvote; Bote: Joooray

Fun-fun.

[Csargo]

Unvote: Joooray, Vote: Sevis

[Sevis]

You chose it yourself.

Unvote; Vote: Csargo

[Csargo]

You chose it yourself.

Unvote; Vote: Csargo

No, you forced my hand.

[A Very Super Market]

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

Jooray's vote was switched to Csargo, and that clinched it

All rejoice! The loathsome flower horde has been vanquished!

Their nigh-indelible presence from this peaceful slab of grey has finally been removed, thanks to the great efforts from the few functioning lobes of this brain! Csargo was picked from the ground and given to a love-struck schoolchild, who proceeded to painfully rip off all of his petals in the most fitting punishment that we have determined. Needless to say, his reign of destruction has harmed our judgement, but he is indeed dead. The schoolgirl, we hear, got "I love you" as an answer from Casrgo's remains, so it is all a good ending.

Reconstruction can begin. Re-activate the neurons, pulse electricity, and bring things back to functioning. All will take part. Any residual flower activity is to be dealt with accordingly. Eat them, if you are hungry. We are going to bring this thing back to speed, and nothing will stop us!

And now for a history lesson. During the American Civil War, General Sedgewick once gave a rousing speech to his men, proclaiming their invulnerability against the enemy's inaccurate weaponry. He was prompty shot after alleging the Confederate's inability to hit an elephant at their current range, either proving his pachyderm tendencies or confirming his status as a blowhard

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Sevis
Jooray
Centurion1

Oh, it isn't over. Ooh-hooh, just you wait. Night ends in 24 hours.

[Subotan]

Hooray! Now I can mow my garden without fear of retribution!

[Sevis]

Csargo, you chose to die even though you were scum? Amusing. As you can see, my offer was not a lie - unfortunately, too late, too late!