I request you vote Patrick. He just wasted the supply we just got when he was inactive the entire game.

Choke

Btw i thought you could only eat a certain amount that u had, i had 6 food and water thats what i thought i could eat i didnt know u could eat from the general one, but now i see thats still not how it works i meant that i wanted to eat 6 food and water because thats what it showed, so if thats the case, give them the food and make me eat how much i thouhg i could eat, plus you dont know what i was doing, i could have been private messaging and might have allies,

and if i die idc because tbh this is so dead and literally no one here does shit, i would talk if people would talk to me but they dont

HYPOCRITICAL YOU LEGIT DID NOTHING TIME TO DIE.

And if you wanted people to talk to you, should of done it back hunny enjoy 9th

Cant wait to die #suicidal skinny legend

Execution going live right now!

Keaton

Everyone, welcome to the third execution! Before I begin, does anyone have an immunity idol they would like to play?

I'm here!

*No one stands up*

Alright. Christian, Patrick, Keaton, one of you will be executed tonight. This week, the murder weapon is...

*throws cleaver at a cutting board on the ground*

...a cleaver. If you got the most votes, I'm using this to chop off your legs.

We will start with Keaton, our current mayor.

Keaton, you received
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16.7% of the vote. You are safe this week. You may sit down with the rest of your citizens.

*Keaton sits down*

Now, we are down to Christian and Patrick.

*cleans cleaver with a cloth*

One of you is about to get eliminated from this game.

*throws the cleaver once more right between Patrick's legs*

You feel that adrenaline rush? I'll do it again.

*throws the cleaver once more right next to Christian's face*

One of you will not feel that adrenaline, because it will kill you.