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thamrick wrote: ↑

Thu Apr 12, 2018 2:53 am

Are you effing kidding me? Yes we do.

I didn't know if Vashta was still online, but I feel better about lynching you than Vashta.

bozotheclown wrote: ↑

Thu Apr 12, 2018 2:55 am

thamrick wrote: ↑

Thu Apr 12, 2018 2:53 am

Are you effing kidding me? Yes we do.

I didn't know if Vashta was still online, but I feel better about lynching you than Vashta.

Can you not read?

I really don't understand you two right now

for the same reasons I voted ghug yesterday
##vote tham

thamrick (4) bozotheclown Ezio Foxcastle VashtaNeurotic
VashtaNeurotic (2) Vecna bo_sox48
Ezio (2) reedeer1 rdrivera2005
bo_sox48 (1) thamrick

End-votes 0/6

because brain didn't pick it up ##vote thamrick

Phase Ends

thamrick (5) bozotheclown, Ezio, Foxcastle, VashtaNeurotic reedeer1
VashtaNeurotic (2) Vecna bo_sox48
Ezio (1) rdrivera2005
bo_sox48 (1) thamrick

reedeer1 wrote: ↑

Thu Apr 12, 2018 3:00 am

because brain didn't pick it up ##vote thamrick

Thanks for spelling my name right at least

George RR Martin: Now we're on an old battlefield…
Thrust back into 17th century Scotland…

Quentin Tarantino: Yea man. Now were on acid. (Drops acid). I got it from here George...

[Enter MACBETH]
(Cannons explode and the trees are liquefying. There are Jacobite clans attacking the British Army.

MACBETH Why should I play the Roman fool, and die On mine own sword? whiles I see lives, the gashes
Do better upon them.

[Enter MCGRUFF, The Crime Dog]

MCGRUFF Turn, hell-hound, turn!, Only you can prevent ye Forest Fires!

MACBETH Of all men else I have avoided thee: But get thee back; my soul is too much charged With blood of thine already. If yer gonna mock a kids PSA at least get the goddamned slogan right.

MCGRUFF I have no words. Stay in school kids. Do Not do drugs, pray thee stay clean. My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain Than terms can give thee out!

[They fight]

MACBETH Thou losest labour:
As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air
With thy keen sword impress as make me bleed: Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life, which must not yield, To one of woman born.

MCGRUFF Despair thy charm; honey badger don't care. I'm here to take a BIG Bite out of crime son.

And let the angel whom thou still hast served Tell thee, scruff Mcgruff was from his bitches womb.
Untimely ripp'd. RIP you.

MACBETH Accursed be that tongue that tells me so, For it hath cow'd my better part of man! And be these juggling fiends no more believed,

That palter with us in a double sense;
That keep the word of promise to our ear,
And break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee.

MCGRUFF Then yield thee, coward,
And live to be the show and gaze o' the time: We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are, Painted on a pole, and underwrit, 'Here may you see the tyrant.'

MACBETH I will not yield,
To kiss the ground before young Ezios feet, And to be baited with the rabble's curse. Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane, And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Scruff Mcdog, And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!'

[Exeunt, fighting. Alarums]
[Macbeth pacifies Macgruff with a high powered dog whistle]

[Retreat. Flourish. Enter, with drum and colours, Ezio, Bozo, the other Foxmen and Soldiers ]

EZIO I would the friends we miss were safe arrived.

BOZO Some must go off: and yet, by these I see, So great a day as this is cheaply bought.

EZIO Macgruffy is missing, and your noble son.

BOZO Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt: He only lived but till he was a man; The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd In the unshrinking station where he fought,
But like a man he died.

FOXCASTLE Then he is dead?

BOZO Ay, and brought off the field: your cause of sorrow Must not be measured by his worth, for then It hath no end.

FOXCASTLE Had he his hurts before?

BOZO Ay, on the front.

FOXCASTLE Why then, God's soldier be he! Had I as many sons as I have hairs,
I would not wish them to a fairer death:
And so, his knell is knoll'd.

EZIO He's worth more sorrow.
And that I'll spend for him.

FOXCASTLE He's worth no more
They say he parted well, and paid his score: And so, God be with him! Here comes newer comfort.

[Re-enter MCGRUFF, with MACBETH's head]

MCGRUFF okay kids, if a stranger offers you candy, chop his head off.

Hail, king! for so thou art: behold, where stands
The usurper's cursed head: the time is free: I see thee compass'd with thy kingdom's pearl, That speak my salutation in their minds; Whose voices I desire aloud with mine:

Hail, King of Scotland!

ALL Hail, King of Scotland!

Thamrick has died he was Macbeth of Town

Welp. I've lost games before.

K Vash is confirmed scum and Reedeer is likely also scum. I've lived a good long life.

If I was scum I would have jumped on the tham wagon more willingly and faster than that. You are no more likely to hang today than yesterday, as the same people think you are scum or town.

Unfortunately that came down to town vs. town again.

Vash can you just PM me if you're NK'ing me so I can start breaking the rules and posting about the game?
Kthxbye

Foxcastle is not dead.
Howd the bot do that

**Reedeer1 has taken the Throne!**

Foxcastle is no longer King!


(Thos should have been processed at Start of Day. GM apologies im half asleep.

##RESURRECT Foxcastle

(These two events are unrelated the flavour must have killed foxcastle by accident)

Game resumes

Wait, should that have been posted at start of Night or start of day?

To Ceasar's great irritation, the mob did not follow his divine wisdom and felt the need to pressure Senator Ezio until his secret was revealed.

This would've been such an easy path to victory, and thee plebeians just couldn't help but to ruin it.