I think you forgot something:
I did.
I can't help but find it extra fricking weird that you would attempt a night action during the day.
What are you playing at?
I wanted the mafia to think they'd have to use a power role against me to get me. I knew from the wording of Negrek's message that I couldn't use it on myself anyway, but I also knew that the mafia wasn't privy to such info. At least, until you told them, assuming you
are a protector. I was hoping to throw them off since I made myself at least some kind of priority target by roleclaiming.
I guess there's no harm in saying I didn't protect Yami last night since the Mafia already know. But I've been OOC too long.
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that?" Desper balked. "A'course not. But I'yain't lettin' anyun know who I protected. They got 'nuff info on us as is."
'N' now he'd more'n the mafia 'gainst'm. "Honestly, y'all, I know I steal f'r'a livin', but I'd wager more'n most a y'all're stealin'directly whether y'admit it're not. 'Can't buy 'nless some'ne else dies,' as they say." He fin'ly pulled his brim up t'face his accusers. "Well'm sorry I didn't let y'know my 'spicions while we alls was sleepin', but I'll be sure t'holler'm all out next time."
He shook his head'n' chuckled. "Just thought y'all'd need the beauty sleep more'n me, but's y'all's mugs I s'pose." His leer went t'Lauchs. "Y'really think I'd waste chips on a high? I'm placin' m'bets where I see high odds. Too much lines up'n yer favor. First y'ju's'happen t'be in'cent thanks to some switcheroony. When that hole gets sniffed, y'stumble yer way'nta shootin' a black hat wit' yer eyes closed?"
His paw ran along the notches on his sixer. "Maybe ' personal 'xample'd help." He flipped out his iron'n flashed it for all t'see. "M'very first notch. Jimmy. Had a habit o' callin' me yella. 'Course I was at the time, but 'course you know what he really meant. Big, mean ole 'mon, 'e was. We'd been on 'nuff heists to buy all the land'n then some. S'course them 'geese were after us."
An old wound took over his expression. "Now, y'might think it mighty fine to have yer picture up in erry town, but I wa'n't too fond 'f it." His gruff voice swallowed ten pounds of gravel for th'sake o' quotin'. "He'd always say, 'Despy, nuttin's more'mport'nt'n lookin'cent.' Not a sun set'n' he didn't say that. Well, one night he felt mighty thirsty. Couldn't drink'nuff. Drank s'much he thought that pretty young thing liked him. When she asked for actual in the mornin'?"
He whistled, shakin' his head. "This town was a biggun. Bein' there was risk 'nuff as is. Badges came a runnin' afore the shot rang. Poor gal. 'Scapin' wa'n't'n option. Had to look in'cent. S'I's killed the killer." He put on a pitiful expression'n brought his paws together to beg while his voice hopped a hill. "'I had t'kill'm, sheriff. He been forcin' me to live'n owl hoot's life 'cause I'm s'small, but I couldn't take'm killin'at poor woman. Please don' hang me."
His smirk returned 'n' he holstered his iron. "Gave me 'is bounty'n sent me on my way." He finally dropped his leer back to Lauch. "Errything makin' you look inn'cent's too purposeful. Y'might notta been th'first t'vote yer own, but Tefi asked you to 'cide who erryone should vote for 'cause y're oh so pure. Y'ain't first on my list, that's still
'Fesser Finner, but I don't trust you."]]
OOC/Translation: There are people I suspect more than qva, and I still want to vote
DawningWinds today, but there's too much that just so happens to make qva look clean that it looks intentional. Mostly, however, because of the switch that made her look innocent and that is now looking like at least partially a lie. If Dawning flips mafia, then a mafia will have acted to make qva look innocent. Since we're about to possibly reveal that, they'd need another reason for her to look innocent.
IRL, I've voted mafia as mafia. I won those games nine times out of ten. This is a strategy I've used and I know is very effective. It's why I'm suspicious of it.