Mafia 30: Camp Half-Blood's Winter Challenge

Night passed with plodding slowness. It was quiet, too quiet for Camp Half-Blood. They were all very wary of each other and kept to themselves. It was a surprise to everyone when BarbarianKing was found unable to continue the next day. He was bitten by a pit scorpion.

It is now Day. Who done it?

I didn't realise scorpions had a poisonous bite? I thought they killed by stinging their victims with their tails!
 
:rolleyes: sorry, you try using the proper verbs after the weekend I had and the very early morning I put if as well.


IS Anyone Going to VOTE?
 
Okay this is a good sign, now if everyone else could vote before the extended deadline of tomorrow at 9 PM ET. Things would be lovely.
 
It was very close, so close that the participants decided to let the two who were suspected of being Ares Children duel. They circled each other testing the boundaries of their opponents. Finally, the blows began to fall and they were all hammer and tongs for a while. Twilight sold herself well but in the end Glen won. Twilight was knocked out of the competition.

It is now Night PM me.
 
*returns after absence and sees accusations, betrayal, mistrust....* *sniffles* Anyway, I'm back. Ish. Not having Internet at home definitely has a downside in this game....
 
Night fell with some nursing hurt feelings, while others were more unsettled. Elsesta could not stop having this feeling that perhaps Twilight should not have been knocked out of the game. In order to clear her thoughts and in an attempt to shake the odd nervous feeling in her gut, Elsesta left her pup tent and went toward the sound grateful that the harpies had been told not to eat campers. Before she had gotten away from all the tents Elsesta found that she was being followed by figures who were even more heavily cloaked than the rules of the challenge required. In a moment of panic Elsesta broke into sprint which brought her unintentionally into the woods. The figures continued chasing her through the woods to where, unknown to Elsesta, they had rigged a cheesewire across the path so that Elsestra was literally sliced in two.

The campers found her the next morning and were horrified that the children of Ares would stoop so low. They immediately started the voting [hint,hint].
 
I am dead. *repeats line again to assure myself of its validity* I am a ghost. *sighs, as the truth of my ghostly fingers remind me that it is true*
 
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