Last night was a literal massacre, everyone chasing one false lead after another. Most of the night centered around MJ, a presumed cop. But let’s start with the more unexpected occurences.
At the start of last night, the homeless person from several nights ago, who really was just a homeless person, was out and about asking for money on the streets. A man walked up to him and asked a simple question, “Sir, why do you beg for your money?”
“You see, I lost my job because I got laid off due to the company failing. And now I am just trying to feed myself in this terribly job market, without having to join one of those gangs.”
“Bull ****. You were fired from your job, not laid off. This was due to the fact that you weren’t able to spend a good honest day at work without being either drugged up or drunk. When your family tried to take you to rehab, you ended up scamming the system. And you are well fed, as your plump belly would tell you. You are out on the streets to do two things. To watch everyone around you, and to score money for whatever your choice drug is this month.”
Kam’s mouth went agape. How did he…. Where did he…. Who did he…. “I am sorry, but that stuff is not tr….”
“Yes, it is all true. But you are just proving what type of scum you really are. Can’t even man up to what you have done when the other person knows exactly what you are done. You are filth. No, you are actually worse than filth.” The person dropped a hundred dollar bill into his money collection.
“Wait, but why? Why would you give me money if you are just convinced I am going to buy drugs?”
“I just wanted you to have one nice moment before this happened.” The man whipped out a pistol and shot him three times in the head. The homeless man fell to the floor, instantly dead to the world.
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Another person had been planning a meticulous murder for the past two nights now. Yesterday night, this person rigged the house up perfectly, setting the trap. During the day, the person activated the trap. All that would need to happen is the stupid politician would have to arrive home and turn on the oven. He always did, he cooked each night, he took pride in his food just like his job as a politician.
The wonderful parts about how this person killed is that they did not need to be anywhere near the house while this was going on. Video cameras were set up to monitor the person’s actions. Everything was done in advance. It all will essentially look like an accident. Especially since the whole house will explode and go up in flames.
Anyway, as planned, DocE arrived at home late that evening, right around 10 pm to cook his dinner. He turned on the stove, which lit some liquid that he had assumed to be liquid near the stove. In seconds, most of the kitchen was on fire. He sprinted to his phone on the table, grabbed it, and grabbed the door. He screamed out in pain, the door was too hot to open. “How is that possible?” he thought to himself. “The fire is on the other side of the room.
He runs to the back exit, and the same thing happened. DocE ran back to the kitchen to see the fire about to spread to outside of his living room. “Wait a second, is that….” That’s when he saw the chemicals on his living room table. He had no clue what they were, but he knew that good things would not happen if the fire got to them.
He ran to the bathroom, filled a bucket in the bathroom with water, and went to throw it on the fire. Before he threw it on the fire, he realized that the water looked a little weird, a little cloudy, with droplets in it. He realized his mistake just as he made it. The fire flamed up even more. As it did, one of the flames just kissed the beaker with the chemicals in it.
That’s when the explosion happened. The glass shattered. Fire shot outside of the house like a flame thrower. And DocE would remain permanently charred.
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Finally, we arrive at MJ for the evening. You see, MJ was in fact an undercover cop, even if he didn’t start out as one at the beginning of the game. They had planned “Operation Pak” for the night that it was too dangerous to go outside. They decided to try and initiate it again tonight.
Prior to entering the police office that night, MJ had decided he would go out with a bang. He knew people would be trying to kill him. But damn it if he didn’t make it a helluva night. He bought some cocaine from his favorite drug dealer, and did 2 back to back lines of it.
He felt so energized from the cocaine, that he decided to sleep with two people that night. MJ believed in a philosophy of literally going out with a bang, and decided he might as well get that out of the way before being as productive as possible that night.
Following two round of sex, he headed off to the leader of the gang. You see, the other gangs had taken care of killing the second in command, the adviser to the Pakhan. If you look up anything about the Russian mob, you would immediately know that the Pakhan runs the entire operation. But without his adviser, the Pakhan was now vulnerable.
MJ headed in there, knowing he would seduce the Pakhan like he had in the past. And it worked, he had even convinced the Pakhan to be tied onto the bed. That’s when MJ called the police force in. With being tied up and guns in his face, the Pakhan was forced to surrender.
MJ headed outside and walked down the street in his high heels, clearly amused with how well this night was going. MJ was being so smug that he didn’t see the person approach him from the right side, nor see the revolver smack across his head.
“Well that wasn’t particularly nice.” MJ said extra smugly.
“Unfortunately, there is no more room for nice.” With that, he fired off 4 bullets. The first landed on the right side of his chest, causing him to gasp out for air. The second landed straight in his stomach. The third lodged in his thigh. And the fourth landed in a fairly apt place given MJ’s profession.
“I think I will just let you bleed out, you filthy cop.” Finnick was so proud of himself. He had provided retribution for his leader, his Pakhan. He had…
“Freeze. Drop the gun and no one gets hurt. 3 police officers had their weapons trained on Finnick. He didn’t care at this point. He knew he had done what he needed to do. Finnick dropped the gun, threw his hands in the air, and was promptly arrested…..
With MJ’s collapsed lung, huge amounts of blood loss, and internal bleeding, he lasted all of about a minute in agony before collapsing on the ground, dead.
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In other news, in the courtroom, this speech was given, which has been replayed about a hundred times across news outlets:
” If I didn't make myself abundantly clear,
Caia is innocent your honor. She couldn't have done these things she was accused of because... Because... She was with me! As a married man, I'm not proud to admit that we have been engaged in a torrid love affair, complete with whips and restraints... And on the night in question, while I told my wife I was busy at work, Caia and I snuck off to one of those sleazy motels off the highway for a trist of epic proportions. Your honor, this jail does not allow conjugal visits and I need me some.”
Additionally, the most recent law proposed by DocE has been renamed “The DocE memorial bill” to commemorate his death. Surprisingly, his own party is filibustering his own bill, for God knows what reason. It is DocE though, so I am sure he had some plan concocted in his mind to explain this all, too bad we will never find out what it was….
Finally, another mundane wiretap from last night is shown below:
This is unfortunately a smidgeon day late dollar short, assuming my thoughts were right. You're the wiretapped one, right?
Yes I am. I've been flying/driving for days now and my other pm yesterday was already set up by the time I knew you wanted to pm. Did you need something to come to light during today's lynch? I wasn't around.
No worries! I will admit I almost chucked my laptop across the room, though, haha.😀
I was blocked from my communication ability, wanted to answer some things and anonymously say some others. It all pretty much came to light during the ridiculousness of my gang during today's cycle, though, so this was a bit of a wasted conversation for you - sorry.
No worries! I mean, if you haven't noticed, all of these PMs haven't done anything. Lol. I still have to go through all of today's stuff.
tl;dr of the lynch:
El Capo gang is self implodingVS MJ is a sketchy mofo.
Also...
hello, world!
Imprisoned is Finnickthedog, Brigadier, Villager
Imprisoned is Zensing, Pakhan, Villager
Dead is Kam, Homeless Person, Villager
Dead is DocE, The Corrupt Politician, Villager
Dead is MJ, The prostitute, converted to undercover cop, WOLF
It is day 8. 23 Players remain in the game. Lynch/hit deadline is set for 8:30 pm est. There are 28 players remaining in the game. Note that there was movement last night, and that we are now on DAY PMs!
"The Corner"
2. WildZoo
3. Alohacat
5. Trilt
34. Teepster
35. SoV
The gang's safe house
6. FS
7. Cyndia
8. Allie
9. kcoughli
The police safe house
Evacuated for not being “safe”
The Police headquarters
16. Fireman
18. Stb
19. Ceph
20. Jayna
The Dark Alley ("Druggie's lane")
21. Dyachei
22. DVMD
23. LIS in his white panel van
24. Rojo
The weapon's house
26. Jilary
27.Caiter92
28. Katashark
The neutral zone
31. swiniazycie
32.Ashgirl
15. Animal Midwife
In Jail:
14. Gwenevre – El negociador
33.PBC – El matador
25. Caia – El cantador
13. LadyOtheFarm –El Capo
17. Zensing – Pakhan
11. Finnick - Brigadier
Dead:
12. Heyyimhayley – The neutral party
29. Rocky – Sovietnik
4. Devastating – The Private Investigator
10. Kam – Homeless Person
1. MJ – Prostitute converted to undercover cop prostitute
30. DocEspana – The Corrupt Politician