Mafia, Round 3

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I still don't see much to go on, honestly, Ali's alleged "evidence" aside. -__-

But since the popular vote seems to be for her, I'll go with Sabriel as well.
 
My vote goes towards Sabriel, there isn't a great deal of info to play with and this is where the majority lies.

Besides there is this "evidence" that has been mentioned, yet I have yet to see a single piece of evidence myself. Sounds suspicious to me is all.
 
Sabriel, a Jalaria High School student, struggled in vain against the chain that bound her to the truck, which revved its engine. She whimpered in fear and despair as she pulled at the chains that bound her. They merely rattled futilely as she cried out.

"Sorry" said the tallest townsperson. "We wouldn't do this to one so young but we can't trust anyone now. This is necessary."

The engine revved again as Sabriel screamed for the last time, and took off, Sabriel dragged through the tarmac, cut and sliced by stones and shards of broken alcohol bottles. She was dead within minutes of her journey beginning.

Sabriel was a Mason.


Night Two Begins Now

Good luck staying alive...


 
Ringo sat at his desk, alone, fiddling with his gun, when the phone on his desk rang and disturbed his rest. He was waiting for some fingerprints he had found on Jess' corpse to get back to him, and was hopeful this would be the information he wanted to hear.

"Officer Ringo speaking. How may I help you?" he asked, placing his gun down on the table. When there was no response after several seconds, he asked again. "Is this some kinda prank? Cause if it is it's not funny? Hello?!" A voice returned his now angry questions. "Tick tock tick tock tick tock..."

Slamming the receiver down again, he rubbed his temples with his fingers. These goddam kids prank calling. This was a serious fucking emergency. There were killers on the loose, and these pranksters were taking the piss.

When the bombs went off, Ringo was quite literally torn apart by the force of the explosions from the bombs under his chair and desk, burning and tearing his body into gorey strips. As the police station burned around the remains, the fax machine began to make a spluttering beep, before ejecting a piece of paper titled "Investigation Results." The fire had burned the paper to ash within seconds.
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Ami practically fell out of the motel as she tried to run away, clutching her skirt and shirt as she got into her car in her nightclothes and sped away so fast one could have assumed the demons of Hell were pursuing her.

Day Three Begins Now
 
There are people among us who are acting suspiciously quiet, as though they are trying to keep a low profile.

I chose to lynch Diana
 
I still have this gut feeling that jesse is mafia, and since I always go with my gut, I'm gonna vote for Jesse.
 
Im going to go with Jesse too. Im not going on much evidence but hes one of the people thats said the most. So, I choose to lynch Jesse.
 
Not many have voted, so I'll give an extension until tomorrow afternoon.
 
I'd vote, but I'm, you know, dead. Well, and I was trying to kill you all anyways. *shrug*
 
Diana was dumped into a pothole, hit her head and died. She was a Townie.

So very creative.

Night three starts now.
 
Tia stood at the top of a clocktower, maintaining it. This had been her job for ten years, but it was that little bit better than customer service. There was fresh night air all around and she could just stay there, her and the silence.

Tonight she stood at the top of the clocktower, looking out at the starry, cloudless night and breathing in the cool air of a summer night and the fresh smell of cut grass. When she was up here, her troubles seemed so far away.

A hand wrapped around her waist and pushed her off the edge of the clocktower. Her eyes widened before she hit the water of Jalaria Lake. Cold water filled her lungs as her vision faded to black.

Tia was a townsperson.

DAY IS STARTING. At last...
 
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