As the final votes began to come in, clearly in favor of Eco, the news program on TV at a nearby electronics store began this announcement: "Today, the governor made a rather strange announcement. He's signing a writ that states that someone named Ecofox is forbidden from winning any form of vote and is immune to the consequences or privileges thereof, but for today only. The governor has not made any effort to explain this strange event, but we will report as this story develops. We now turn to our courthouse correspondent..." The broadcast continued for several minutes. The crowd stared at the TV for a moment after the announcement ended before begrudgingly returning to their homes.
That evening, Therio was cleaning his polygraph machine when a deep voice began to fill his basement. "So, I bet you were a bit scared when this story showed up, huh? But you had your doubts..." it hissed. "What? Who's there?" shouted Therio with sudden anxiety. "You weren't sure. Was it true...or a lie?" "Who are you?!" Therio screamed. Footsteps began to sound on the cellar stairs. "I can help you there," said the voice, ignoring him, "because I'm a dealer in the truth. And I can confirm for you..." The sound of a gun cocking echoed against the concrete walls. "It was definitely true." A gunshot sounded. Therio shook in place for a moment before collapsing with a hole in his forehead.
Therio was the Lie Detector.
Therio, you are the Lie Detector. Once per day, you can submit a post or a screenshot of an IM conversation and ask one yes-or-no question directly related to the message. You will receive [yes] [no] or [cannot answer] in a PM that night.
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The group stared intently as the votes were cast. As it became clear that Eco was the winner, he began to stand more and more proudly. The group, sick of his idiocy, pounced. "I won! Heeheehaho!" He laughed maniacally as the life was beaten from him.
Eco was the Jester. ECO WINS.
We will now play for second place.
Fade strummed the 5 remaining strings of the old guitar he had bought from the pawn shop. Another voice sounded. "Lovely music, really. There's one thing it needs, though. Percussion." A mafioso rounded the corner of the hallway and fired at him, missing by inches. Fade leapt behind the couch, taking cover, as the mafioso unloaded his six-shooter into the cushions. "Just take the guitar! I don't even want it anymore!" Fade shouted, throwing the instrument over the couch. "Do you really think that's what we want? The guitar? When we said 'pay', we meant it," the mafioso hissed. He walked around the side of the couch, where Fade was cowering. "Now you'll pay the ultimate price." He fired.
Fade was a Townie.
Last Edit: Sept 4, 2009 6:24:39 GMT 10 by The Pletch
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