Cantr Mafia II - Game Thread (Day 8) Lynch: Tuesday 11pm

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Current Vote Tally:

Mafia Salad - 7: saztronic (6), Nixit (8), Shay (13), AntisocialHermit (15), Spider (17), Talapus (18), 3shyof30rats (20)
Spider - 5: kinyova (9), west (14), Nalaris (16), Bowser (12), sanchez (17)
saztronic - 3: {Nalaris(1)}, Phalynx (7), Dee (11), Mafia Salad (19)
kinyova - 2: {Spider (2)}, {Phalynx (3)} Torkess (4), cantrlady (16)
Phalynx - 0: {3shyof30rats (10)}
3shyof30rats - 0: {Dee (5)}



People not voting: Angelspice, mtm21, Oasis, Pie, Schme, Slayer

[Dee]

He goes to stand next to Mr. Shy with his hands fold across his chest "Tell me, Mr. Shy.. Why are people so against Mr. Salad? Did he do anything suspicious?"

[Torkess_theCommie]

Unvote Kinvoya
Seeing as my vote would be useless here at this point, I'll have to rethink my vote

[Phalynx]

"Well and so it seems the tide has turned... well Mafia, I'm sorry it has to be you bu someone had to be first... "*pats him on the shoulder* "right or wrong, innocent or evil.. I wish your death to be painless and that we will learn something..."

[Nixit]

*his focus seems to be completely absorbed in the training advice that Saztronic has given him. He continues to try to hit Saz with his stick, furrowing his brow every time he fails... which is every time*

[Oasis]

*nods, mostly to himself* We can't shut down all roads, and he's apt to go the long way, just to get to them, the minute we turn our backs. *nods again* Mafia Salad

[Dee]

He stands in the middle of town centre and raises both his hands up high Will someone tell me why everyone wants Mr. Salad dead?

[Nixit]

*he pauses in midstrike, and turns slowly to Dee*

"..."

*he is silent for awhile, his eyes focused on the ground*

"He's... he's okay - okay with the Blackrocks... He thinks... that all - that all governments are th-the same."

*he exhales deeply, and immediately turns to Saztronic*

"Is that why? Did I explain the reasoning correctly? Should you explain it better?"

[saztronic]

*nods solemnly* That's the gist of it, Nixit.

But you should speak for yourself, son. Use your own words. The gods put a head on your shoulders, and a tongue in your mouth, for a reason. These decisions aren't fun for anyone, and it's hard for me to think you might just be repeating something you heard.

*gently* You need to understand and make up your own mind, based on what you think and feel.

[Nixit]

*he frowns, his bug eyes gazing up at Saz*

"B- But... you know - every...thing. Don't you?"

[saztronic]

No, not even half of everything, I'm afraid. Not even close. I know fighting, and I know how to whittle, and I know sometimes who's in the right and who's in the wrong.

Everyone's on their own in this world, Nixit. I'm happy to teach you a thing or two with that stick, and I'll try to answer any questions, but you'd not do well to copy everything I do, son. Everyone has to make their own way.

[Nixit]

"Oh."

*he walks away from him, glancing back sadly at Saztronic one time, and he sits down, his head hanging below his knees*

[saztronic]

sighs, and sits down next to Nixit

Hold your head up, now. You've got a lot to offer the world, and so do I. None of this means we can't be good friends, you know.

[Mafia Salad]

By killing me you are just going to have more problems, more death, not less. I'm no threat to any of you. Since you're all so eager for blood then maybe you will get what you deserve. I was going to try to stop as much of the killing as I could, if you kill me you will see your folly and pay the price for it, night after night.

[the_antisocial_hermit]

And who's to say that we won't if you live? You never showed much interest in helping until your own life was on the line.. *watches him closely, thoughtfully* Didn't you say you were just trying to stay out of this mess? Interesting..