by Rick Healey on Fri Jul 11, 2014 11:38 pm
As the vote comes it, it appears that there's a tie at first, with the residents split between voting against Anura and Pix... but then...
But then...
Word comes in from the center of town. The mysterious Mayor, who is probably in this room. They have exercised their executive power... and in shock, poor Pixelmage is led to the edge of town, pleas falling on deaf ears.
As the town sadly picks through his possessions, they see signs of a poetic soul, one who was hoping to strike it rich through making a claim... but no signs of mafia membership. He was, to the end, a member of the town.
Night falls; I expect the results of nighttime doings in PM.
I smiled when the wall was built, for I knew we were creating something incredible. And I smiled when it cracked, for the world would soon see what we had wrought.