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Well, the "rules" state that we have flexible weekends like Mafia, so we'll stick with that I suppose.
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Zopperoni
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Episode 6
The warming-up session was quiet today. Teams were simply experimenting with different car and fuel setups and that resulted in a mixed standing at the end of the session.
At the final press conference before the race, Anita Blake asked the drivers a few pre-race questions.
"How's the confidence after today's session, DrSpike?"
"It's pretty good, I think we can dictate the race pace starting from pole, and we'll try to keep that to our advantage throughout the entire race."
"Ronnie Joncha, second on the grid, what is your strategy going to be?"
"We hope that the car's reliability will be a decisive factor like it's been thus far this season. If the reliability holds up, you can count on us to be in contention for the win."
The recent murders had also kept everyone in the paddock busy the last few days. Throughout the day, all the survivors slowly handed in their votes to race commissioner DarkCloud.
"I hope I'm not too late", Imran said.
"Don't worry, you're not. I think this is the final submission", DarkCloud replied, "I'll have my secretary finalize the vote and I'll announce that the results are in."
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, the results are in. The 'lucky' person today is: ... err, this can't be possible, it's... me.", said DarkCloud.
A silent DarkCloud was escorted to the flagpoles where he was hanged.
"Is it over?", Anita asked Imran.
"We killed the fuel and lubricant supplier, the sponsor, and now the race commissioner. If it's not over now, it's going to be over very soon anyway..."
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The following morning, Imran arrived at the track very excited about race day. He was smiling to everyone as he made his way to his commentary box. He was stopped in his track by the sight of a pair of legs sticking out around the corner. Imran went to take a look and saw a female body with a plastic bag over its head.
He removed the bag and it revealed the face of his assistant Anita Blake! On her body was the tape of an audiocassette she was holding. The tape was wound in the form of a circle.
Imran decided to take the responsibility of summoning everyone and recording the votes now that the commissioner is dead.
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Alright time to send in those PMs again 
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| Name |
Role |
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Name |
Role |
| Imran Siddiqui | TV Commentator |
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DrSpike | Team UR Driver |
| Joncha | Team SBR Driver |
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Cause of Death |
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Name |
Cause of Death |
| Ljube-Ljcvetko | Assassinated |
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Trokair | Paddock |
| Rasputin | Assassinated |
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Chaunk | Paddock |
| Urban Ranger | Assassinated |
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:) Smiley | Paddock |
| Skanky Burns | Assassinated |
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HongHu | Paddock |
| Loinburger | Assassinated |
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DarkCloud | Paddock |
| Anita Blake | Assassinated |
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R1: Trokair - Three votes
R2: Chaunk - Four votes
R3: :) Smiley - Four votes
R4: HongHu - Four votes
R5: DarkCloud - Three votes
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Zopperoni
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There were never any "extraneous" characters. Everyone was involved one way or another.
If there were, then Imran would be an extraneous character as well.
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of Lists
Jul 2000
time: 05:36
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Just so you know- next round I was going to vote for myself anyways, assuming that joncha wasn't guilty 
Here's the posthumous reasoning... assuming Spike was assassinated and Joncha killed by the group.
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He resolved to vote with his heart and not with his head. He could survive, yes. Soon it would all be over. But the deaths- they laid heavy on his heart. In his heart he knew he could not live for what he had done.
He had killed them. Killed them all. Trokair, Smiley, HongHu, and Joncha... He had known HongHu was innocent, but he had tried to survive- and Joncha- he had been certain the man was guilty- and smiley- the same- now they were all dead.
And he was to blame. There was only one decision left. The killer could only be Imran or Anita. But DarkCloud knew what he must do. He must- he must vote for...
His hand quivered as he wrote in the name. It would all be over soon. He would no longer have to fear death.
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But- onto the story itself.
"DarkCloud met his death with deathly calm. Yes he would die. But he had killed so many with his word, crossing them off the list. Smiley. Trokair. HongHu. None were guilty.
He felt especially dismal about HongHu's demise. He had known she was not guilty, and yet he had voted for her in order to live.
Now he knew that the important thing was not life- but truth, and he wished that he had been strong enough to vote for truth and vote for joncha. But he had not. He had feared too much. And now he would die, suffering for his crimes.
DarkCloud ascended the steps to the flagpole and gave up his ghost
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DarkCloud
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Jul 2000
time: 05:36
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As Imran was searching through DarkCloud's personal belongings- he discovered a group of letters wherein DarkCloud wrote out, at length, his thoughts on matters relating to the voting.
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DAY 1
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"Undoubtedly the perpetrator is Trokair or one of the other Mechanics ... how could anyone else deign to stoop to such levels? Maybe he had some personal grudge against ljube's monopoly. That is what I figure.
Therefore, he must be punished."
DAY 2
"\_" most certainly looks like the halves of a smiley face... DarkCloud wondered to himself.
Shivering, he closed his list, fearing that his sponsor might be playing him for a fool.
Shivering harder, DarkCloud nervously wrote the words on the paper... Smiley must have done it.
But why- but why would he leave clues!
Had the madman finally cracked? Were all those 'pep pills' he had been taking finally reaching their side effects.
DarkCloud feared to speculate.
LETTER TO IMRAN
DarkCloud approaches the commentator in the most confidential fashion he can...
"The clues are adding up." He coughs. "I believe I know who perpetrated the crimes..."
His eyes travel down to a piece of paper on which he has written the clues.
He speaks- "'\_' most certainly looks like the halves of a smiley face..."
Then, before he can say any more, turns and leaves, head hanging, unable to bring himself to say the rest, muttering to himself. "I cant- I just can't believe it..."
DAY 3
"Who would hate the papers..." DarkCloud wondered, his eyes growing ever wider. "Who would hate the papers..." His hand ran along the list of suspects... until it rested on his number one suspicion... "A sponsor who wanted more advertising. A sponsor who feared the public would lose interest in his race. A sponsor who wanted to frame someone.
The guilty one then must be... Smiley!
DarkCloud slumped over his desk, reaching for a glass of bourbon.
DAY 4
Hands trembling, DarkCloud berated himself for allowing Smiley to die. How could the man be innocent? (he thought to himself) He was so suspicious... And now there was more blood on DarkCloud's hands.
But who was guilty? It couldn't be a driver- both men's teams had been taken out.
And the signs seemed to point toward an official- an official with access to a flag... HongHu. DarkCloud smacked himself, wondering how it could be that lovely lass. But all the facts added up. It had to be her...
DAY 5
DarkCloud looked at the list of remaining participants. Then his eyes bugged out. The killer was just playing with him. He had been playing with them all the entire time!
Everything was clear to him now!
1.) Team Skanky Burning Rubber-> Rubber is a type of plastic!
2.) The killings- the killer knew his list- he knew the names on it and he was drawing a pattern... RIGHT TO HIMSELF!
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And just whose name had been on the second row, second column for the past two votes... and just who was "" - RIGHT WHERE THE X was...
DarkCloud hoped he wasn't making a mistake...
JONCHA
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Anita Blake
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My internet goes down for one day and I come back dead. I'm stumped. I really thought it was DarkCloud.
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06-06-2004 02:47
First off, rubber is not a type of plastic, so that's a red herring.
Well, if Imran's the assassin, then this is a hilarious turn of events. Either way, my life is also in his hands.
You two. Even dead you can't resist a good docpile.
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