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ASB Mafia: Day VI

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Negrek

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The night stretches on for what feels like an eternity. ASB Central's citizens feel as though they are trapped in one eternal nightmare. They've been trapped in these stupid pokémon costumes forever, or so it seems. Certainly for a month or two at the least.

By now, there is hardly any hesitation for most as they prepare to shuffle out to the meeting place as the sun rises. Most have become numb to their situation, expecting the worst and struggling with the knowledge that they may not witness the next morning.

This is a quiet morning, though. No screams are heard, no gasps or whimpers of fright. Indeed, the only sound that drifts through the air this morning is a gentle snoring. Full Metal Cookies lies curled at the base of a lamppost near the gathering place, a faint smile on her face as she sleeps her way through day's discussion. The other trainers gather around in an uncertain huddle, glancing back and forth between themselves. A few of them start to count, mouthing numbers as their eyes sweep around the group. Is Full Metal Cookies really the only victim of sinister forces today?

Full Metal Cookies is asleep and may not participate in discussion today.

Forty-eight hours for discussion. Sorry about how long it took to get this up, and thanks to those of you who did send in your night actions for this round.
 
FMC seems like a rather random choice; she doesn't even talk that much. Well, okay, so most people don't, so the novice mod (r) might just be running out of targets... but the only thing of value FMC said seems to be pointing o_O out as MD(r). We know that it's not getting randomised, so I don't really understand the purpose.

But... ugh. I, too, have no ideas. I really don't want to get back to random killing, but if people don't talk, we're not going to have much of a choice.

At least we can be a more confident that there isn't an activated MD(r) running around, despite the lack of death. So we can feel a bit better about the fact that nobody died during the night.
 
No leads again...Possibly FMC was to be put to sleep while somebody was murdered (A healer stopped that), but other than that, I've got nothing.
 
Yeah, we're kinda running out of people.
I need sleep to think this over but I have to go to school today D:
AND I COULDN'T SLEEP DD:
 
[SIGH] look if no one's gonna say anything then what else is there to do but nominate when it gets down to the last hours

I realize I look totally guilty by doing this but I'm not! and that's all I can say.

I nominate Flora and Ashes.

But it's so simple. All I have to do is divine from what I know of you: are you the sort of man who would put the poison into his own goblet or his enemy's? Now, a clever man would put the poison into his own goblet, because he would know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. I am not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But you must have known I was not a great fool, you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
 
Yeah pretty much posting to say I'm here.

Also not going to retaliate at the nomination because I totally realize that I really don't contribute.
 
The time for nominations drew ever nearer. Quiet as ever, the players shot one another nervous glances. Surely someone would be bold enough to make a nomination soon? In the background, Full Metal Cookies continued to snooze.

At last, there was only one nomination made, and only one who could be executed. Most of the crowd looked the other way, pretending not to be there, as Flora and Ashes stepped forward, ready to sacrifice herself in hopes that others could continue as well without her. The absol executioner was impassive as ever and did the job swiftly; once more, the innocents had executed one of their own.

Flora and Ashes is dead. She was not mafia.

Forty-eight hours for night actions.
 
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