Day 14 results
^When one insists that there be a storyline to the game (as I do, for some reason), it's terribly hard to update every day with a new story, especially in collage. If the stories were to be abolished, it could be done. Also, imagine if today only one person voted and everyone else was gone. The finale wouldn't be dramatic at all. I'm willing to sacrifice that sort of fairness to have a more thorough, philosophical game...to an extent.
The town was on edge. Where now were they supposed to get their fix of hallucinatory drugs? With this great problem occupying their minds, they entered town hall the next morning, but then they realized that there were just four of them left, and one of them was responsible for the death of 87.5% of the town and was still bloodthirsty. The PEDOPHILES were proving their point. They indeed were destroying this filthy, heathenish town not only from the outside with their nocturnal murders, but also from the inside. The town had never bickered so much, never felt so much tension. The dildo industry had been destroyed. With only 4 people left, the factory couldn’t really work properly. The world economy, as a result was falling fast. A world without their supply of dildos would soon be an angry, miserable world. And so by the natural order of things, national tensions built, arms were raised, and the atoms around the world were trembling in fear of being chosen to be split. It was a new Cold War, and everyone had their eyes closely on the actions of Betaville.
But the widest and brightest eyes of all belonged to Marius. He just didn’t give a fuck anymore. His mind had reflected an image into his irises, and whoever looked deep into them could see flames smoldering Betaville and the skyline. But over Marius, stood FTG who presided over the town since the somewhat tragic death of Maca. He once again walked into town hall with his son Marius by his side. Such a contrasting image, it was. The jolly and fair FTG at the podium and the vengeful, destructive Marius behind. Good cop, bad cop, or something like that.
Anyway, there was a gloomy feeling to this meeting for everyone knew that this would be among the last. Although these meetings were not commemorative of glorious circumstances, the town had gotten used to them, and despite the homicidal and finger-pointing purpose of these meetings, the town had felt a slightly closer bond. Just slightly
So when FTG asked, “Well guys, who is it going to be today? Just four of you here, and one of you has been lying all along. Which one of you is it? Who are we executing today?â€
