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......i need to lie down.

Planning sounds good. This is what I've come up with off the top of my head: Healers: Don't protect Cabot. One of you should consider announcing your protect, and the other stay quiet to avoid overlap. Mel: Don't announce your swap, as we don't want the mafia knowing about it and going...

((Alright, I'm saying it now. We're probably going to mislynch, and I hate it, but this is a huge amount of info to sort through, and there's no way we're all coming to a consensus on it. We need to make plans for the night if we want to be in a better spot tomorrow. Since Cabot has...

((**Sometimes, figuring out who to trust is JUST as important as figuring out who not to trust” oh my god this is not the time for typos.))

((Argh, screw it, I'm making the post anyway. Sorry everyone. I swear I'll give an opinion on Cabot's post soon.)) Starr stands at the front of the room and takes a deep breath. “Saying it straight out: I don’t have an ironclad guilty read on anyone. My vote is gonna be solely by...

((....ogod I just finished my post but Cabot's post changes everything aaaaaghhhhhhh. I wanna take time to read it, to take it all in.))

((...oh crap. I don't wanna drop my next post while you're gone. That'd just be... not cool. I'll try to hurry it out.))

((Hecto is right. Cabot, please conclude your case. I don't suspect you, and it can only help us find a real suspect. And just so everyone knows, I'm not voting for Loki, because while they're sure as hell not trustworthy, there are just too many reasons why they can't be mafia.))

Starr stares. "Uh. No. The only way Loki is a godfather is if we have four mafia, not three. If Loki is a godfather, then they don't have a nonlethal action. It also means they can't be a silent killer, which means they didn't kill Karo, which puts us right back where we started." "And...

"Goddamn it, the moment I think I understand how that Ditto's power works, I wind up getting it wrong." Starr grabs her forehead, taking a deep breath. "Okay, so... yeah. Sounds like I actually saw everything that was happening around Dave on Night 3. Loki wound up near Dave. Which means...

“Alright. A lotta shit has gone down today. I’ve sat on the sidelines for a lot of it. Time to get my hands dirty. I’m gonna lay out what I think are some of the most important issues that came up today. Weird stuff, inconsistencies, suspicion, stuff like that.” Issue #1 Cabot vs Hecto? Hecto...

“Right, we were told outright that the recruiting would be last, so it had no effect at all on anything that happened night 2.”

“Oh my god, I have had enough with the “NO U” votes. How are we supposed to figure out what the fuck is going on if everyone keeps pointing fingers at the first person to suspect them? Newsflash, we’re all suspects.” “And I’m sick and tired of having to check the transcripts for what we’ve all...

Starr stares at Lachlan as if he just grew a second head. “The hell? If you protected me last night, why didn’t I see you? Why did I see Loki instead? And if you think Loki’s mafia, why did their action, which got swapped from Dave onto me, not kill me?” ((I know Starr sounds really...

((Oh. My apologies, I shouldn't have tried to read into that.))

Starr gives Hecto a tired look. “Look, I’m sorry. But I’m just… not buying that Mia was the convert. The fighting between Lachlan and Mia held the exact same tone across both day 2 and 3--I’d expect to see some inconsistency if she weren’t mafia the whole time. Something. Anything. I...

Starr sighs deeply to herself. "I was hoping you wouldn't say that. This complicates things." "That was a trap. When I walked in here this morning, I thought you were guilty. But your answer checks out. You see, I saw you snooping around my area last night, and figured you must have been...

Starr’s impromptu floor nap is not a restful one. She keeps rolling over in her sleep, occasionally muttering, “It doesn’t make sense…” The swaps, the redirects, they didn’t line up the way she was expecting. Something doesn’t fit. Whether Dave is lying or not, the kill shouldn’t have landed...

Starr stumbles into the room looking half-dead from anxiety, or exhaustion, or perhaps both. In her hand is a coffee cup, most likely procured from the same interdimensional coffee machine where Dave had gotten his coffee yesterday. She glances at the others one after the other before letting...

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