Night 3 is over!
The cunning purist
smiles devilishly and grim
moving through the night
He has set his eyes
on the prize of the poet school:
A girl; The beauty.
Renata is dead,
look at the poor girl, blooded,
broken and murdered.
It is now day 4!
Due to the death of Renata, nobody will be lynched today as the day is spent in mourning!
The five remaining students stood, depressed and mourning around the body of the beautiful Renata, the only girl to ever attend the haiku academy. None could remove their eyes from the still image of the beauty; It was as if the spark of life sparkled just beneath her skin, but it was cold and stiff to the touch, and the wound on her neck could not be ignored; someone had murdered her in cold blood. The students looked up at each other with dead eyes, and it seemed as if time itselfpassed with no notice. Finally, their apathy was conquered by physical weariness, and they realized that the sun had just set; they had wasted an entire day in lament.
Day 4 has ended! It is now night 4!
This night, two poets met
The Purist and the Jealeous
and joined ways again.
"AskThePizzaGuy,"
one sneered. "Finally got you!"
The knife spoke from then.
It is now day 5!
The last four students gathered, looking at each other nerveously. The wicked grin that passed between two of them was easily visible. Panicking, ArpeggiateTHIS took a step backwards. "No! This... This is impossible. Why all this blood? Why all this death?"
He felt someone clench his arms behind his back, baring his breast. Forth stepped Sprig; his face was a mask of calculated calm, and his pale fingers clenched a deadly penknife. "None of you deserves it. Look at your amateurish poetry. YOU ARE NOT WORTHY! I had to... I had to kill them, Arpeg. Whenever one of them said a faulty poem, I carefully noticed the offence. And I repaid it in full with this knife, every night, one at a time. And now, you."
Before ArpeggiateTHIS could answer, Sprig violently thrusted the penknife into him time and again, again, again, just below the ribcage. The poor victim, still retained by Sprig's partner, sputtered a low whimper, blood running from his mouth, mixing with spit and froth as his body spasmed and collapsed on the floortiles.
The two murderers turned and looked at the last remaining student, Captain Blackadder. "Now, you," Sprig noticed. The Captain backed nerveously. "No, no... Please say this is just a bad dream! I want to wake up!"
Sprig smiled his devilish smile and threw the penknife to his partner, Joooray. "Get him," he said, turning his back and already on his way to his chamber. The beastlike Joooray quickly overpowered the innocent captain, and Sprig shrugged as he went inside, trying to ignore the noise.
The mafia have won the game!
Congratulations to Sprig (the Purist) and Joooray (the Jealeous)!
And thanks to everyone for playing! Postgame discussion may now begin!
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