The Villagers were getting rather restless, considering they had only killed their own and their Detective. Random fingerpointing ensued. vudu voted for Mario. Mario voted for vudu. By the end of the vote, it was Mario who was selected for death. However, Mario was nowhere to be seen; he had already flown the coop. Everyone was already scared of the consequences of the daily votes, so only Zach, MattVDB, TVMan, and vudu made their way to Mario's house to pass judgement on him. They found the door open so they made their way inside. vudu, being the last person in, closed the door behind him. However, he heard it latch by itself. They were locked in! Sitting in the middle of the room on a bed was Mario. "You cheating dogs, you fell right into my trap," he chuckled. "I didn't think I'd be voted off so early, but that's okay. I get to take out a few henchmen and Tom Nook himself!" vudu was confused. "Wha...What!? Tom Nook? HERE!? Wait, what's going on!?" Mario smiled. "Ah, so it seems you are the only villager who voted for me. It's a shame, no?" Zach shrieked, "Oh, so you're a fox!?" Mario just glared at him. "No, but the other two beside you are." MattVDB and TVman gave each other a look of surprise. Zach then pounced on the two. While the three fought it out, vudu just stood there paralyzed. "You....you're Cube!? No...no way..." Mario gave an innocent smile. "I'll see you on the other side...Hopefully my Apprentice can finish off the rest of this flea-bitten town..." Mario pulled out a remote and pressed a button. Outside, Mayor Aurion and the rest of the town watched Mario's house explode into smithereens. "So hasty...," Mayor Aurion muttered, scratching five names off the role list...
Mario - Cube
Zach - Tom Nook
TVman - Fox Henchman
MattVDB - Fox Henchman
vudu - Villager
Mystic was running to the Post Office to deliver a letter before Pete left on his rounds. On the way, he saw a cloaked figure walking in his direction. "Hey!," he called. The figure stopped. Mystic stopped right in front of him. "I am an angel. What is it you desire?," the figure asked. Considering what Mystic had left to do, there was only one thing on my mind. "It'd be nice if I could meet up with Pete before he delivers the mail!" Death was silent for a second, then replied, "Then it shall be done..." Mystic was a little confused, but he had no time for that. As he ran to the Post Office, he noticed a shadow forming at his feet. He stopped and noticed the shadow getting larger. Before he could realize the danger, Pete and his large mailbag fell from the sky, crushing the poor Villager. Death walked up to Mystic's corpse. "Oh, this one isn't a fox like the townfolk are expecting." He pulled out a marker and drew whiskers on Mystic's face. "There, now I can pretend!," he laughed, and went on his way.
Crazy Redd spent the night with chronic diarrhea and was unable to make a hit...
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Voting ends at Midnight EST...Day 6 will be up tomorrow, but the game will not continue over the weekend. It will pick back up on Monday!