Since waking up, everyone had decided to take a quick break and bury UDK and Shepard. They all hung their heads in solemn silents in memory of their fallen friends. While scrilla went forward to say a few words, a sudden shot rang out. Everyone ducked: aside from scrilla, who fell backwards. The shooter was nowhere to be seen, but scrilla was lying with a bullet in his skull, dead.
Spoiler for :
Congratulations, you are Goldberg Santa, The Serial Killer, Individually Aligned! Youíre Goldberg dressed as Santa, and all you ever did was run around and kill people, so thatís all youíre doing here. You win when you are the last man standing. Each night you can PM me the name of one player youíd like to kill. Also, as you are (somewhat) easily mistaken for the actual Santa, if you are investigated youíll come up as Christmas aligned. Finally, as youíre fucking Goldberg, no one man can bring you down: you canít be killed during the night. Itíll be a tough run, so good luck.
It is still Day 2. With 30 alive, it's 16 for a lynch.