DFaraday wrote:Day 7 - The Seventh Day
"I propose a game of billiards to solve this enigma," suggested Llama. After everything that's happened, billiards sounded wonderfully soothing. The crowd gathered and began a tournament, with the winner getting to use the ceremonial armour in the hall for defense against Sibella.
"So...one of us in this room is the killer..." said Scotty casually.
"I think it was Roxy!" exclaimed Sorsha.
"Yes, Roxy! Roxy, yeah! Roxy, indubitably!" agreed the crowd.
"You're making a terrible mistake," Roxy said. "It's not me, and you won't stand a chance without me!"
"Tell it to the judge," Llama said. The crowd grabbed a pool cue and charged Roxy, impaling her on it.
"Hey, she looks kind of familiar, huh?" said Dom.
"She's the D'Ysquith we abandoned years ago!" declared Splints.
"Oh well," said Sorsha sadly.
Roxy has been lynched. She was Chauncey D'Ysquith. It is now Night 7. You have 36 hours to send in your PMs.
I'm sorry Roxy.
I think I was right about golden and there is only 1 mafia member left. And her name is fingersplints.
We're not dead yet, boys. I could be bamboozling you, but take solace in the fact that, if my logic is correct, only me and splints can be bad.