DAY 5: blanket of rain

It was a stormy Saturday morning. Rain drummed against the windows, thunder growled in the sky, and Sooty was still sleeping. The hardworking townspeople wanted as long of an escape as possible from their horrific reality. Their family members were dying.

A little ways out of town, however, the last remaining mafia member had been busy. Because of the thunder nobody heard the house explode in the middle of the night. Because of the sheets of rain nobody saw the flames as they were quickly extinguished. Because of the power outage nobody received Angela’s futile attempt at dialing 911 when she suspected someone outside, plotting her murder.

It is now DAY. There are 10 citizens left, you need 6 to convict. I’m sorry that Angela is dead, I could tell she was really enjoying this game. RIP Angela. This day will end on Sunday at midnight.

NIGHT 5: a new monument for Sooty

The town quickly came to a decision to kill Sarah on that sunny spring day. So sure was the town of Sarah’s identity that Charlie, the town’s best artisan, was commissioned to build a monument in celebration of this wonderful, glorious occasion.

Charlie got to work right away, laying each brick, adding the mortar, and then decorating the brick with a blue and green tile mosaic. It was beautiful.

Before the top of the monument was sealed, Sarah was lowered inside. She was given a loaded gun, a syringe full of poison, and her favorite meal (at her request) of fried chicken, collard greens, and carrot cake.

Once inside, Charlie added on top the bust of Al Capone that he had sculpted from pink marble. As he laid the last brick Sarah peeked out and, with tears in her eyes, thanked the town for honoring her by having the world’s most famous gangster watch over her in death. She had only been trying to be like him.

It is now NIGHT. Those with night roles need to email me by midnight tonight. There is to be no communication on the blog, or otherwise.

DAY 4: a celebration?

POP! FIZZZ! BANG! BANG! SSPPPZZ! BANG BANG!

The mayor jumped out of bed and ran to her window in alarm. Red, green, blue and orange lit up the sky. Fireworks? What the heck? As far as she knew March 26th was NOT a holiday, not in Sooty, not anywhere, and yet she couldn’t help but enjoy them.

The mayor put on her bathrobe, made a bowl of steamy hot oatmeal, and decided to sit out on her front porch and enjoy the display. This wasn’t the first time someone in Sooty got creative celebrating a birthday or anniversary, and she was happy to be a partial recipient of such a great gift. With such horrible events happening in town of late, it was nice to be able to take a break and actually smile again.

Eventually the fireworks were over and the mayor got dressed. On her way to work she decided she would stop by the center of town and make sure the entertainers had cleaned up after themselves. She was surprised to see all the townspeople there, huddled around something, and whispering amongst themselves. Once they spotted her, the town slowly stepped aside to reveal Jason’s lifeless body. The mafia had used his body as the platform for lighting off those hundreds of fireworks, and the entire town had enjoyed the show. Her husband, a not-so-under-cover detective, was dead. The mayor fainted again. (At least he went out with a BANG!)

It is now DAY. You have until Thursday at midnight to root out the mafia. We NEED a majority! I want to remind y’all not to discuss it unless on the blog (unless you’re dead, of course).

NIGHT 4: what a waste

Kurt’s death threw the town of Sooty for a loop. Nobody expected it and it had the townspeople walking around in a mist of confusion. The day dragged on and on and on and on and on.

Everybody left the mines early to discuss who should be killed that night, but the town was unable to come together and agree. Several townspeople waited until the last minute to vote, but Robabins sat there, lips pursed, mystified that this was happening at all. He refused to cast a vote, still not sure who had been working with Kari the night of his cobra nightmare.

The mayor pleaded with the town, but her cries were useless. Nobody was executed because the town could not get a majority vote and everyone eventually just went home, dejected and scared. With two mafia members still on the loose, it was anyone’s guess as to what would happen next…

It is now NIGHT. Those with night roles need to email me by midnight tonight. I beg of you, PLEASE EMAIL ME. The town needs you!