The Mafia Game Number Eight: Day Three
Another night, another townie-induced death. Even on the second day, Digital_Eon was growing weary of the squabbling and disagreements. Finally, she decided it was time to end the discussion and allow everyone to sleep.
"So," she murmured, yawning, "who will it be tonight?" Al meowed as his ear-scratching was promptly ended and he was forced to move. "Have you decided yet?"
Chaoswind scowled. "I wanted Sirius to die," he muttered, but some of the townies shook their heads.
"It's too soon!"
"We don't have any evidence!"
And finally, one person explained, "We mostly agree on Compjotr."
"Fine." She sighed and turned to the offender. "So it's you?" The man was shaking slightly, and had an odd defensive look. The villagers behind him nodded. "All right, I'll make this quick."
She moved closer, and red blossomed at his throat as he fell to the ground, stunning townies.
"...That was a rather boring death, wasn't it?" MGS asked sullenly.
"Couldn't think of anything else," she confessed. "Long day."
"Of sitting around?!"
And so the townies went to sleep, but not resting in peace.
The next morning, the mangled body of MGS was found lying underneath the empty bulletin board. The villagers simply shook their heads and went on with their life... all except for adonai.
"It was to be expected," he said quietly.
And life went on.
Sorry that I couldn't think of anything better~