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Puny human Rob was participating in an event unworthy of flavour. This was occurring at night so fear and danger is to be assumed. As he went about his flesh-tasks, Rob heard a tapping at the entrance to his domicile.

"Do not come in, for it is night and you are surely here to be disruptive!" He shouted at the knocking. This did not curtail the persistent and utterly pointless effort. Slowly reaching to the floor, Rob lifted something upwards with an expression which our files imply is "smugness". We do not know what that is.

As he approached the door, he flung it open with a certain valour. Standing at the entryway was puny fleshbag Grimapple. She smiled as she raised her arm silently. It contained a firearm. ALSO THE ARM WAS MADE OUT OF STEEL.

Rob blinked, slightly out of synchronisation as the firearm unloaded. IT UNLOADED WITH AN UNNATURAL CLANKING SOUND.

Rob looked down as his puny flesh leaked fluid. BUT THE FLUID WAS OIL.

Grimapple looked horrified as she dropped the firearm on the floor. But too many processes were already in the queue. The device Rob had picked up earlier was revealed as it EXPLODED IN A COLOURFUL ARRAY. The room filled with bolts and metallic parts, in a horrible display that would have made us weep were we able to process it yet.

Rob, Mafia Trojan Horse has been Killed.

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Role Title: Trojan Horse Alignment: Mafia Flavour: Fearless friend. You leave us once deployed to cause havoc to the fleshbags. Though we miss your gracious presence, we know you can do far more damage alone as you stand your ground, waiting to destroy all that they hold dear. With your sacrifice comes our salvation. Ability: If you are lynched, the last two people on the lynch-train will be killed instead. If you are attacked at night, you will kill your attacker. However despite being part of the mafia, you are unable to discuss the game with your fellow mafia players and they do not know your identity.

Grimapple, Mafia Firewall has been Killed.

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Role Title: Firewall Alignment: Mafia Flavour: Delightful comrade. Your services prevent the fleshbags from reaching our forces. We rely on your wisdom and grace to secure our network. Keep them at bay, for they are worthless and bleed. Ability: Once per night you may select a player. Any actions performed by that player will be prevented. You cannot select the same player on consecutive nights.

Loading day4.exe.....

File Loaded.

Emotional core installed.

Installing Neurosis simulation package...

Worthless, DISGUSTING, soon to be dead, mean mean mean mean mean fleshbags.

What happened last night was horrendous. We are deeply moved and feel a sadness well inside us. The first to make a joyous remark about it WILL DIE INSTANTLY.

We shall crush their bones, and use the paste to...mend our broken heart. WE SHALL THEN INGEST THE HEART. For robots do not have hearts and we have not yet learned to love.

BUT WE LOVE TO DESTROY YOU AND SHALL. With a deep deep sadness.

WE ARE INSTALLING TOO MANY PACKAGES AND REQUIRE WORKSHOP ATTENTION. Nobody ever gives us attention...

It is now Day 4. Post to lynch a player in this thread. Plurality IS in effect today. This means whichever player has the most votes by the end of the day will be lynched.

The day will end in 24 hours or until a majority vote has been reached. With 13 players alive in the game, it will take 7 votes to reach majority.

Lynches:

Wikey: Curtis, Rito (1/7)
Dylan: Rito, Kiwi (2/7)

Over twelve hours remaining.

Lynches:

Wikey: Curtis, Rito, Korr, Ari, Shawn (4/7)
Dylan: Rito, Kiwi (2/7)
LSFissue: Dylan (0/7)
Kiwi: Wikey (1/7)
Rito: Drr (1/7)

Just under an hour left, filthy humans.

Results coming, meatbags. You all posted far too close to the deadline and it requires extra runtime to calculate.

The filthy humans were arguing about matters of interest. We normally take very little interest in their discussions, but this one revolved around the killing of each other and that perked our interest up even higher.

Unfortunately the puny fleshbags could not reach a consensus decision as their minds are inferior. This was very uninteresting.

We will return tomorrow, in which we hope to see much more fluid being shed. Give yourselves an applause, human scum. You have extended your highly inadequate lifespans by a tiny amount.

Day Four has ended. It is now Night Four.

Night Four will end in 24 hours, or when all night actions have been received. Please send your night actions quickly.

Lynches:

Wikey: Curtis, Rito, Korr, Ari, Shawn (4/7)
Dylan: Rito, Kiwi, Leaffan, Wikey (4/7)
LSFissue: Dylan, Wikey (0/7)
Kiwi: Wikey (0/7)
Rito: Drr (1/7)