The Midwest: teh Game! - In Progress!

[Хahar 🤔]

MEEKER

[Meeker]

MEEKER

Jesus would say that

[Хahar 🤔]

MEEKER

Jesus would say that

Not likely.

[Small Business Owner of Any Repute]

Let's kill Xahar.

Seems almost too obvious, doesn't it? 

[Platypus]

I'm for Meeker. It's obvious; he's foreign. Kill the 'other'! Meeker starts with an M, just like Mafioso!

[minionofmidas]

I know have two initial suspects. Thank you.

[Small Business Owner of Any Repute]

I'll say hughento just to be contrarian.

[ilikeverin]

((Psst, if you want to vote, bold the person who you want to vote for.  I'm all for random accusations, but fyi ))

[Meeker]

I could buy hughento. It's him and Xahar.

[Platypus]

Hardly. I can't speak for Xahar, but I can assure you, without me you'll have a lot more difficulty catching the real mafia, like Meeker.

[minionofmidas]

Oh, whatever. Meeker.

[Meeker]

Hughento

[Platypus]

Meeker

[Small Business Owner of Any Repute]

Ummmmm.  Hughento.

[ilikeverin]

Okay, with more than half the votes in, I'll set a 48-hour deadline.  (I might not be able to certify the voting right away due to moving-in-type activites, but after 48 hours consider debate over; I'll let the ilikeverin PM me after that if the ilikeverin wishes to pardon the convicted person)

Current Voting
Meekermariner: Xahar (1), Lewis Trondheim (2), hughento (4)
hughento: Meekermariner (3), Mr. Moderate (5), fezzyfestoon (6)

{the numbers after the names are the order of voting, o/c}

[Filuwaúrdjan]

Meeker

[Meeker]

Sigh... the mob turns against the innocent.

[ilikeverin]

Gee, has it really been two days?

Well, anyway, the sun begins descending on Belle Fourche, but takes a loooong time to do so.  Debate during the day was rather tepid.  Perhaps it's because it was an obscenely humid day in Belle Fourche, or perhaps Atlasians lack in overwrought theatrics.  In any case, the voice from the heavens is one for overwrought theatrics, to compensate.

So, anyway.  The citizens of Belle Fourche circle hughento and Meeker, chanting slogans and demanding an end to the Pacificans.  Suddenly, four figures dash forward from the crowd.  Xahar, Lewis Trondheim, hughento, and Al link their arms, and begin circling around Meeker, making him dizzy.  Then they leap forward, and give him a *hughughug*!

But this ain't no ordinary *hughughug*, no!  This is a *hughughug* of death!  For they are all wearing thumbtacks all over their body, and as they *hughughug* Meeker he begins bleeding to death from thousands of tiny holes over his body!

He exsanguineates shortly thereafter.

Yes, folks, Meekermariner is dead.  But, worse: on his corpse, you find a framed, autographed (never mind how it was autographed!) picture of Herbert Hoover, along with the complete autobiography of Randy Jones.  Yes, folks, meekermariner was innocent; he was PBrunsel in disguise.  At least you didn't kill anyone with powers.

Sleep well.  Unless, of course, you have some task to do tonight...

[Meeker]

Assholes.

[Bacon King]

bumps.

[minionofmidas]

Yeah. Did you get my pm Verin?