"Gotta second yer worries 'bout the kid, Nathan, though mainly cuz he admits Bike's story's not all there 'n' still votes on the one who said the same I'm gettin' pretty worried 'bout that lil' group o'Bike, Giovanni, Sam, and recently Chad here. At leas' one o'em's up to sumin', prob'ly more'n one. Bike's still toppa my list, though.
((Peyton, to answer your question, he should've dropped it, but)) "Peyton, I mentioned that Jack here was a lil' suspicious an' he got all defensive 'n' blew it way outta proportion. I never direc'ly accused him o'nothin' ((and still got an OMGUS reaction -- yay, I'm learning online-mafia terminology slowly!)). So if that part o'the discussion's yer worry, then ya should be worryin' more about his reaction than about what I said. Think about it, an' maybe read o'er what Nathan's been recordin' o'what we've all said.
"A l'il suspicious? A
l'il suspicious? You no-good sausage suckin' democracy-hatin' kraut-lovin'..." he trails off, not-so-subtly looking at Peitro and shutting up immediately afterwards. Another drink down the hatch, and he regains his courage. "Heck, if you go by yer numbers you placed me at the second or third most scummy sumbitch out o' the lot, after Moses and Pietro. An' fer what? A drunken outburst? Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit."
"Way I sees it, there are two ways this can go. The... the one I s'spect? You's kickin' up dust, tryin' to earn the trust of the good folk o' Marbury by fakin' at bein' a good soldier, tryin' a find the killer. Mebbeh yer wrong, mebbeh yer right, but the point is yer always lookin' fer the shit on the shoe. Now placin' me so high? If it'd'd worked you'd get folks accusin' me of the crime since I was so high up on yer list. Whoever dun the crime's got to play the field, make the troops be where 'e wants 'em. 's as close as I done seen to that so far.
Naahh ((Now, not No)), maybe I'm wrong. Maybe this just is yer first hand and yeh don't know the house rules. ((OOC Translation: Seriously. Go look at any other mafia game. DL Mafia games almost always start out with a bunch of nonsense joke votes that get tossed out once people have something more to go on; frankly, never having played on another board before, I'm not sure what else you think we're SUPPOSED to do. That instead of doing some very minor legwork and checking into this, you're beating a dead horse really doesn't help your case.)) If'n yer arguments against anyone else made a lick o sense to me, well I reckon I'd be more inclined to let you stay in the trenches."
"And, if y'will, I held my "real" vote til the moment I found someone who stank enough to warrant it."
He shakes his bottle of moonshine, and a bit of liquid sloshes around in the bottle. "Almost empty. T'ain't a good thing atall. I can't afford mor'n three bottles a day and this is the third one. If you think I'm an asshole now, just watch me when I'm sober." Daniels looks around at the people still millin' about. "I dun forgot what I said about you, Nathan. Read it back, if'n you please."
Then, a lightbulb. "Ah, yeh, the third vote. Just don't strike me as much of a tell. Holdin' the line and keepin' to the trenches is all well and good but we t'wern't in such a danger that the Kaiser could sneak up on us just 'cuz-o-that. Still, 'sides that I ain't got nothin' on yeh, least not mor'in on Tyrone, and..."
"Speakin' o' which, Chad. Kid's got instincts. Knows the field. Little out of it at times but he knows what he's doing. Question is, what is he doing?"
"An' Lyle... Kyle... shit, don't matter. The salesman. See, I don't like Moses' ramblin none the more than any o' you all. Man can talk at a guy til his bottle's empty if you let him. But shit, you all seen it. Ain't no substance to it. Ain't much good at makin' shit up so detailed, either. No novelist, for damn sure. If I'm gettin' at Tyrone for makin' a mountain out of a molehill, may's well get on you too."
((OOC: I don't think the backstory tells us much one way or the other, but I don't think it's completely made up. Too many details that could be easily contradicted, etc. At the same time it's not a direct quote since Moses isn't modkilled, and omission is still _very_ possible, not to mention easier and less likely to contradict someone else's role PM. That said, I think too much has been made out of it; at the risk of meta, it's Xanth, dudes. I watched Meme mafia. That's how the guy talks. Moreover, airing out as much information as possible only helps town.
AT THE SAME (META) TIME, I don't really think Kyle/Sopko's reaction implies that he's scum, either. Sopko likes RP. Sopko dislikes when RP is broken unnecessarily. I don't know which way to go on this, since Sopko knows these things as well and it all might be misdirection. Frankly, I think Chad Alex has a greater possibility of being scum at this point, but none of these 3 strike me as scummier than Tyrone right now. Perhaps a later lynch for information may be necessary, but I'm not willing to gamble that quite yet.))