"All that destroys social unity is worthless; all institutions that set man in contradiction to himself are worthless."
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau


Day 5

Floor debate in the National Convention was much quieter today. This tended be the case in the immediate aftermath of massacres that cut your numbers down by half in one fell swoop, and today's deliberations were no exception.

There was still animosity, of course. After the past five days of mutual distrust and murder, that was unavoidable, but it was muted animosity. Perhaps, the President ruminated, this sentiment could be parlayed into something productive. Perhaps the events of the previous night would galvanize the remaining members into weeding out and destroying any remaining Royalists. Only time would tell.

Unlike on previous days, no votes were changed once they were cast. The actual voting was a slow, solemn affair, with little back-and-forth arguments about guilt and innocence going on. At first there was the flurry of discussion about the previous night's events, but for the most part that had settled down into a larger conversation about the state of the Revolution, and the Convention, and re-examining old factional grudges.

The votes did come to a majority, though, and that unlucky victim was Lewwyn. Still in a state of shock from the previous night's violence, he took his fate gracefully, seemingly ready for the guillotine's blade after the near-extinction of his faction. The usual procedures were followed: The President read off the exact vote tally, Lewwyn was pronounced guilty and sentenced to immediate execution, and the Convention filed out of the Tuileries Palace in the direction of the city square.

The similarities ended there, though. Unlike the previous day with El Barto's execution, the crowd was not in a particularly bloodthirsty mood. Perhaps the chaos and mayhem of what would forever be known as the Night of 22 Prarial had worn them out. Perhaps, after being in a nearly perpetual state of continued revolution since 1789, their capacity for violence was finally exhausted. Perhaps some of them sensed the invisible shroud of doom that seemed to fall over them.

Whatever the case, Lewwyn got to deliver his last words uninterrupted. Somebody drew a sketch of the moment. Somebody else recorded the speech for posterity, but ultimately they passed by unremembered. The true lasting moment was still to come, and come quickly it did; Lewwyn knelt down, rested his neck on the block, and waited for the blade to drop, which is summarily did.

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Lewwyn has been lynched! He was:
Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 
Georges Couthon, a Montagnard!
Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 
Not a Royalist.


The Montagnards have been eliminated.

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Day 5 tally:

Lewwyn: 4 | Zack (1268), Csargo (1271), NotACop (1284), Manasi (1286)
Manasi: 2 | Lewwyn (1233), Choxorn (1264)

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It is now Night 5! Please send in your orders.

Night 5 ends Thursday, March 23, at 6:00 PM US Eastern Time (GMT-4). This should be the last deadline shift of the game.



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Still alive (5):
Choxorn
Csargo
Manasi
NotACop
Zack

Killed:
Fenn
Monstrdude
Logic
Kagemusha
Arakhor
BSmith
Askthepizzaguy
Renata
autolycus
Al Sipsclar
Snerk
Winston Hughes
seireikhaan
Montmorency

Guillotined:
Jabbz
atheotes
Dp101
El Barto
Lewwyn