ProgArchives Mafia: The Merriweather Murder

Interesting development here. I think I partly see things your guys' way. Still, I'll wait till day till I decide what I will do.

Night 6

Kerry Livgren stepped outside and stared at the landscape before him as the sun began to set. Perhaps he made a mistake. Desperate to stay alive, he had taken an opportunity with an individual who guaranteed his survival. He sacrificed everything he believed in and he felt regret as the scene unfolded. He had the feeling something horrible was about to happen and it was all a result of this choice.

After witnessing the spectacle, he walked back inside the isolated cabin to see Damo playing Hearts on the computer. “No, don’t play that card!... Aw, look what happened, I told you—now you set yourself up for the Queen of Spades. There it is! Way to go.” Damo turned around and gave him a nasty glare, but then returned to the game. As the results for the round displayed, Damo grew angry and pounded the computer keyboard. “You know, it is night time,” Kerry spoke, “I think we should discuss some important matters regarding our actions tonight.”

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A few hours later, Ciubia was busy working night shift at the local pharmacy. She served customer after customer until a man walked up to her that obviously contrasted with all of the rest, his appearance manic and entirely disheveled. “Can I help you?” she asked. Damo yelled gibberish and pulled out a knife. Ciubia freaked and naturally backed away, but Damo jumped over the counter and followed in pursuit. Damo chased her around the pharmacy until he eventually lost track of her amongst all of the shelves and boxes. He stopped, looking around to see where she could have gone, when BAM!

He was struck in the head with a giant box. Ciubia smiled in triumph as she saw his unconscious body on the floor. She immediately alerted the authorities.

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Late that night, Ciubia had finally finished working. “What an exhausting day.” As she headed towards her car, she witnessed a stranger standing right by it, presumably waiting for her. Cautious and intrigued, she walked up to the man. Ciubia thought this very bizarre, how could this day get any weirder? Before she could speak, Robert Fripp pinned her to the roof of her car, pried open her mouth, and forced a pill down her throat. Seconds later, she was asleep, slowly falling to the asphalt in front of her car. Robert Fripp walked away.

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Maynard James Keenan knocked on the door of Damo’s hideout. Kerry answered the door, assuming it was Damo. When he saw that it was Maynard, his eyes widened. “It’s you…”, he muttered. Without delay, Maynard punched him in the face and dragged his unconscious body to the fireplace. He took a match out of his pocket, lit the fireplace, and then kicked Kerry’s body into it. “You deserve it.”

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Having escaped the police, Damo arrived at the cabin hours after Maynard had committed his act of hate. He yelled for Kerry to unlock the door, but received no response. It wasn’t long before he hurled himself through the front window. There was something wrong here. Kerry would have answered the door. He walked through the house and witnessed that the fireplace was askew. He took a closer look to discover that the only remains of his friend were now contained in the form of ash.

He scooped up the ash, walked outside, and released it out of his hands. The wind carried DisgruntledPorcupine away as Damo stood in sorrow.

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DisgruntledPorcupine was killed by Maynard James Keenan. He was Kerry Livgren.
Ciubia has survived a kill attempt by Damo Suzuki.
Ciubia has been silenced.

There were no missing PMs.
You have 48 hours to lynch someone.