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Concerning my votes on spurge and moreno, I agreed with what others had to say. Spurge made a huge contradiction, and nothing moreno has said so far has me reconsidering. I honestly think he would be the best lynch.



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I'm going to bed soon, so I'm going to put my vote on moreno and see how things go from there

vote: moreno



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Okay, what a waste.

Vote: morenoingrato



Also, if somehow moreno lives through the lynch, I don't see how that confirms his alignment.



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Moreno has been stepped on.

He was Rapunzel, town princess.



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Is he dead??

If so that is the second time someone thought they were unlynchable, right before being lynched.



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theprof00 said:

Moreno has been stepped on.

He was Rapunzel, town princess.

Is it night or twilight?



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WTF? >:(



Everyone was gathering around the machine in the corner of the bar. All eyes were on another patron who appeared to be on his way to setting a new high score. The atmosphere was a tense mix of hushed excitement. They held themselves as still as possible, afraid that any small distraction might spell disaster for the player. Every now and then, as the player manipulated the prince into pushing the final blocks of the puzzle, the crowd would erupt.

This went on for the better part of seventy two hours as he completed all the levels. Something about the game was so transfixing! Was it the storyline? Or the puzzle? Or was it simply incredibly fun? Nobody could tell you. Well, nobody could do much of anything after that.

As the final block set into place, and the storyline ended, the patrons let out a collective sigh. Glasses hit the floor first. Then chairs rattled clumsily to the floor as the fatigued patrons fumbled for something to root themselves against their hypnotic fall. Some short gasps became long yawns, and then they slept.

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