Shadows

That Booker... what has been seen cannot be unseen, and I can't look away... TALKING STATUE!!! It's freaking Disney World here! Ooooh, a puzzle! I love puzzles!

I've been as open as I can, it's just the first day and doesn't feel like much. I really do think tomorrow could be a lucky day if certain people are smart and use tonight to check out some of the suspicions of the day.

I don't feel good about any of the votes today and there certainly have been enough different ones. I was leaning towards Paul Petey early on, but since then, other people have popped up as suspicious enough to make me uncertain where to put my vote. Voting at this point would either be joining the bandwagon or further splitting the votes, neither of which is really helpful. Tomorrow should be a completely different story since the results of the decision today will give us plenty to look back on. I hope that whatever decision comes out of today is the right one, and I don't want any confusion on this matter, I take as much responsibility for not voting as I would expect anyone to take for voting since we're all in this together, I just don't feel strongly enough to make that decision right now.

Lots of banter back and forth, a few suspicious people, a split vote. Nothing sticks out as strong enough to make me send one of our friends to their death as suspected scum. Except... Are you confessing that you aren't one of us, MAR-CELL-US?

Wouldn't a demon league be a cult too? I think they're being called that because they sacrifice people, which is kind of a cult-y thing to do. Maybe we should all start carrying garlic to ward off evil spirits? Plus it's delicious and if someone won't eat it (we'll know by their breath, which I'm sure our local butt-sniffer could use his nose to check) we'll know they're evil! It's a brilliant plan! Ok, so I've got nothing here, but I can't argue with the fact that Petey, aside from not being a parrot, is about the only one who has been a little ... off. I'm not sure what to make of it, though.

YOU... MONSTER! I think maybe we should lynch a butt-sniffing cheating whoredog.

Brain damage?

Good grief, you people sure do talk a lot! I come back from my morning nap and so much to read! I hope it's all useful later, but for now it just seems like everyone is nervous and scared, it's hard not to be with some lunatics running around worshiping an insane undead fox demon monster thingy. I assume that's what cultists do, I just know it's bad luck, bad luck I tell you! Everyone needs to think happy thoughts and then figure out who we should lynch. That doesn't seem right at all, but I guess box-humping-monkey knows best, he saved everyone last time, right? I might have to refer to the history books on the subject because I pretty much stopped reading when I died I'm sort of confused. Wasn't the bad fox just crazy and not part of whatever the evil was last time, almost like a distraction? Could we be up against something like that again, plus the loonies who brought him back? And if he's back, could he be one of us??? I might need to hide in my house another nap. Sorry! I'm not really good with names and a parrot named Petey seems natural. You should be, um, Paul. Paul Panda. Yes. That's it. Petey Parrot and Paul Panda. Much better.

*kicks Petey* You're repeating yourself. And stay out of our house, you ... bird, it's bad luck you know...

This is terrible! One of you must have walked under a ladder or something! Undo it before we all die! Why is he humping that chest-of-standing-on-to-appear-tall-when-you're-short?

Like Fabuland Housewives! I really miss that...

It means you're engaging in speciesism, and cut it out, it isn't nice. Look at us, a sheep and a dog, would it be right for people to think differently of us just because of our love? Now to be fair, you're a sheepdog, so there's at least some sheep in there, and sometimes I have a little dog in me, if you know what I mean. Seriously, the joke had to be made eventually, might as well get it out of the way now.

I'm so excited that I collected 4-leaf clovers for all of you!

You seem like an awfully quirky crowd... *ties a knot in her handkerchief* What? Nothing... Oh my! Only my husband can nip at my haunches! Protect me!

Do you have good luck charms? This town could do with some good luck right now. Oh, and torches and pitchforks! So, anyone want to try some BDSM tonight? The S stands for sheep, if you know what I mean.

Hi everyone! I'm Shawna Sheep and apparently in this politically incorrect land, I'm a Lawman, but I actually have ladyparts. Just so you know. Oh, and I'm married to Seamus Sheepdog who is quite fond of nipping at my haunches.

It never moves!

So, I hear we'll be getting our roles "soon"...

Totally not happening.

Rules aren't for allowing things, they're for disallowing things. You'd know that if you were town.

There's a scum position if I ever heard one ...

Roles aren't selected, they're randomly assigned. At least that's what the good hosts do. Otherwise we end up married or something. Pregame host metagaming. That's a new one for the mafia handbook. That's our Amy.

Great job, Sinner! What? We might have to rethink this idea! Thanks, that one was mine!

I'd have done her, and she was my sister-in-law.

Damn right it didn't work and it made me love that game more than almost any other! I managed to turn Fibercon into a construction material used to cover up the bodies we sent to the dump. Why would anyone pour concrete over bodies buried in the dump, wouldn't that just draw more attention to them? Made perfect sense to the town though. I may have also been thinking of TPRU and the 17 clues. I can just imagine my role in his next game, and I'll love the hell out of it!