End of Day vote totals:
(5) Spurgeonryan - HylianSwordsman, Astrogamer, Radishhead, Mr Khan, Stefl1504 - LYNCH

Note: Vote Counts do not get reset for players who are involved in "Settle it in Smash", nor has any previous day had votes thrown out on those players.

A demure knock came at the door, and a small man in a suit coat entered.
"Sir, unfortunately an accident happened today and a contestant had to be sent away to the ER. He will likely not be participating in the rest of the events"
-"Was it the banana peels"
-"umm, yes sir, it was. Ness took a horrible slip and was hit by a passing car. The vehicle sent him briefly into orbit before he came crashing down. Other contestants had scrambled to the reentry point, but too many got bored and started fighting again for any real rescue to take place"
Scrambles spun around in his chair furiously.
"I told them 100 crates of banana peels was too much! We were only supposed to have TEN and the delivery man was supposed to pick the excess up days ago..." He sat pensively with his hand over his mouth.
"Call the hospital and have them bill us. Get all those blasted banana peels somewhere safe, and get me a coffee."
-"Yes, sir"
Scrambles stroked Ms. Kitty on the back of the head while he pondered the end of day events. The sun had set and night was engulfing the arena grounds, a low red radiation from the magma arena caressed the scattered walkway lightings in the distance.

Spurgeonryan has been lynched. He was Ness, town tracker.

Night 4 begins now. You have 48 hours to send in your actions.

Re-tagging for my buddy you foolish lovable fools

Chimes went off up and down the halls and bustling maids pushed carts full of breakfast foods around in a dizzy. It was a wonder how they all worked choreographically, never hitting another, though always just barely.

Ms. Kitty yawned and stretched her little paws way out, extended her claws, and dug them into Scrambles' pant leg.

"Damnit" he cried out, trying to wrestle the little needles out of his skin. He got up and looked out the window. Still too early for any fighting, the landscape was calming and serene, with mechanisms opening and closing, rising and falling gently. But it belied a murderous aura. In one part of the field to the right, was a patch of pansies with what looked like a burn mark in a small circle. 
He pressed a button.
"Can you please get the groundskeepers to check out the field. Part of it is off, and it's offputting."
He watched the security camera above the little shack where they kept the tools. It had become necessary to keep an eye there after it was noticed that someone had been stealing fertilizer. The little guards wrapped hoses around thier shoulders, some seed and other various tools and set off. It was not fifty paces before they all stopped in their tracks, dropping their equipment and making the sign of the cross as they sank to their knees. 
The intercom went off.
"Sir, sir, one of our illegals just came back hooting about some phantasma."
Scrambles zoomed in on the CCTV to the spot in the grass. There, in between the sweaty mexican groundskeepers, was Olimar, he helmet smashed in and holding a pikmin in his hands.

Wonktonodi has been killed. He was Olimar, town jailkeeper. 

With 7 alive it takes 4 to lynch.
Day 5 begins now.

Well shoot...

Well, my power's officially worthless i guess.

For what it is worth, Impertinence is clean.

We have to put the pressure back on Hylian, who has yet to vote for a mafioso and was only "confirmed" when there was a mafia redirector running around.

I'm also going to call for a full name/roleclaim for all survivors because whoever is left is pretty deeply embedded.

Were you the one that was supposed to protect Wonk, or was that someone else?

That was someone else. Khan's power is a power checker cop. Though it may be a fakeclaim, considering Spurge was Town and never explained the bat. If he actually had a bat, I would like to think Spurge would explain it before getting killed off.

Re-tagging /worstCoModEver

Retagging (if the site holds up!)