@glory Did your mum name yourself after one of the best albums of all time?

Also ##vote gmaj

Day One Vote Count

Gmaj (7/9): Ahoda, Curtis, 317, Josh, Stargate, Glory, Kat
Jamie (1/9): John Snav, Stargate
317 (1/9): Farlig
John Snav (1/9): Lamps
Karen (1/9): Herm



Deadline 9pm eastern

##vote boc

Kat @ 31/3/2024 19:55

@glory Did your mum name yourself after one of the best albums of all time? Also ##vote gmaj

more like miss spears named her album after me.

Day One Vote Count

Gmaj (7/9): Ahoda, Curtis, 317, Josh, Stargate, Glory, Kat
Jamie (1/9): John Snav, Stargate
317 (1/9): Farlig
John Snav (1/9): Lamps
Karen (1/9): Herm
Boc (1/9): Brian


Deadline 9pm eastern

*throws apple at brat on tree*

get outta my park

##vote Brian

Day One Vote Count

Gmaj (7/9): Ahoda, Curtis, 317, Josh, Stargate, Glory, Kat
Jamie (1/9): John Snav, Stargate
317 (1/9): Farlig
John Snav (1/9): Lamps
Karen (1/9): Herm
Boc (1/9): Brian
Brian (1/9): Boc

Deadline 9pm eastern

Day One Final Vote Count

Gmaj (7/9): Ahoda, Curtis, 317, Josh, Stargate, Glory, Kat
Jamie (1/9): John Snav, Stargate
317 (1/9): Farlig
John Snav (1/9): Lamps
Karen (1/9): Herm
Boc (1/9): Brian
Brian (1/9): Boc

Gmaj has been voted out!

Brad Beatty was very excited. He was on his way to Mt Hood to take advantage of the final days of skiing season. Conditions were supposed to be great on this sunny northwest day. As he finished his morning ride, he passed the park and noticed a very large man sitting on a bench feeding pigeons. He smiled and nodded. The man nodded and smiled back. He rolled up to the resort and locked up his bike. He would've brought it up to his room but the hotel staff frowned on this. He ran a hand along the carbon fiber frame lovingly before sighing and heading into the hotel.

Inside the lobby he saw a big group gathered. It was a very interesting group of people. He noticed the guy from the park bench. He was surprised the large man had gotten here ahead of him but, then again he reasoned, you can't judge a book by its cover. He walked up to a guy wearing a hardhat and gave him a little nudge.

"Hey buddy, what's going on?" he asked

Randy looked at Brad and then back at the group. "Hey guys, over here. He's here, he's here!"

Brad looked confused. "Wha--?"

But it was too late. The entire group had converged upon him.

Before he knew it he had been knocked to the ground and was being accosted by the group.

An older woman offered him a Werther's but he shook his head. She laughed and shoved it down his throat anyway. As he tried to spit out the hard candy he felt someone's hand in his pocket. He noticed a man about in his 50's sliding his wallet into his own pocket. He tried to call out but as he drew in a breath to speak, the candy was sucked down his throat and became lodged in his windpipe. He started to choke and sputter. No one in the group seemed to notice that he was choking... or if they did they certainly weren't trying to help him. He tried to cough but could only wheeze.

Brad reached out for help. If only someone would perform the heimlich maneuver and save him. Surely someone would? He watched a slightly creepy schoolgirl as she walked toward him.

"Hi Brad, are you okay?" she asked in this... voice... Brad couldn't even describe it.

Brad tried to plead with his eyes but they started to water and things became blurry... so blurry he thought he saw a wizard talking to a very pale lady. What were they saying? Surely they were talking about how to save him? He caught something about a loofah scrubbing a garden of eden and 30% but nothing that made sense to him.

Nobody was trying to help him, they just watched him as he turned blue. As he began to drift out of consciousness, Brad thought he saw a girl twirling... and twirling.. whilst eating a burger and drinking a coke.

That's when he knew he had lost it for sure. He almost welcomed the darkness that was approaching.

Almost. He made one more attempt at trying to get up.. reached his arms out for help. He was pushed back down and hands now covered his mouth and nose.

Brutal

Brad finally breathed his last breath...

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Brad Beatty - An avid bicyclist and skier. He lives in the Pacific Northwest and works for a non-profit environmental conservation company. He's obsessed with biking and has several very expensive bikes. He also loves to ski and drives a Subaru. Player: Gmaj Basic Mafia Role: Town Vanilla Each day you may vote to lynch someone.

It is now Night One. Deadline for actions is 8pm eastern Monday.