2011-04-28, 09:06 PM
Suddenly, in the middle of the Quorom, Infection got up and began to rush out the door. "Where are you going?" someone demanded.
"Feeling... si-" he began to reply. And then he exploded. Boom.
"Hey, that was the Cylon I was gonna warn you guys about!" shouted Lieutenant Gaeta. "Oh well."
Infection has spontaneously combusted.
Let me explain. One of the voters in day 3's vote was the mayor, and like the sh*tty host that I am I forgot to doule-count his vote. So yeah. Infection is dead now.
Day will continue.
"Feeling... si-" he began to reply. And then he exploded. Boom.
"Hey, that was the Cylon I was gonna warn you guys about!" shouted Lieutenant Gaeta. "Oh well."
Infection has spontaneously combusted.
Quote:Cylon Model Number Two Leobon Conoy
You are a skinjob Cylon, or a human-looking robot. Kinda like a really convincing android or cyborg. Even though you are secretly evil as pineapple and want to kill all humans, none of them can tell by looking at you or talking to you. As long as youre never seen in the same room as one of your brothers (exact copies), they will never know you are not human. You are considered to be kind of crazy by your fellow Cylons, because youre always talking about these weird visions you have. Your clairvoyance allows you to receive a bit of information about a random player each night. You are mafia aligned, and win if the number of mafians remaining is greater than or equal to the remaining town players. Additionally, if there is a neutral, they have to be dead for you to win.
Let me explain. One of the voters in day 3's vote was the mayor, and like the sh*tty host that I am I forgot to doule-count his vote. So yeah. Infection is dead now.
Day will continue.