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Benmage woke up late, and was already in a bad mood after the last few deaths. All town. How could that be? He was Benmage....er Thor665, and Thor could just fuc...smurfing lynch scum everyday.

He'd been getting into the habit of not even swearing in his head; he had to admit it was weird. He wasn't even sure why he had picked Thor, it wasn't like the guy he replaced in for was an idiot who did something retarded. Not at all.

Benmage would look back that day and really, he should have seen it coming. Things had started to go wrong quite early. He hit his head walking out through his way too small door in his cabin, and managed to walk into a group of people when not looking where he was going. He'd known from yesterday that he had to do . He took his cheat sheet from his pocket, this was guaranteed to work as long as he didn't give himself away. After all, you weren't allowed to change your scummer midway through the camp, that'd be .

He scanned over it and and solidified himself. "It's fucking time to lynch some scum", he said to himself, in an effort at self motivation.

"What did you just say, young man?!", the now Camp Director Mina asked.

"I said smurfing...honestly", he said sheepishly.

"Final warn-", Mina trailed off. She spotted the cheat sheet in his pocket and quickly snatched it from him, reading it. 'Tell me, just what the HELL is this supposed to be?", she asked furious. "Have you been lying to us all this time?", she questioned a crazed look in her eyes.

"You're NOT a Thor665 fanboy at all", she spat venmously. "This is the final straw. You are hereby expelled from camp, with immediate effect", she said. "And this...this GUIDE can stay with me, you direspectful...just get out of my sight", she fumed. Mina read the paper slowly. Her eyes bulged as she took a pen out a furiously crossed out 'Step 4' while twitching furiously.

Benmage left the camp in disgrace, mumbling about how he needed to channel Benmage to catch scum while his 'Guide' was pinned for all to see. was written in bolded font beside it. Those left took notice and nodded. They never would. Mina was scary, after all.

ToastyToast was tired. He was trying so hard here, but he just couldn't have fun. It probably was his own fault - he had tried to be Parama and how could ANYONE meet Parama's standards?

ToastyToast was glad he had picked Parama though. He was a fucking Ninja. A Powerful Wizard (Or at least played in a powerful wizard's game).

He tried to get to sleep, but he couldn't. He had too much on his mind. Maybe he could finally do something productive. He snuck out of his cabin, bringing his phone along with him. Fantasy Camp cabins had really poor WiFi, but he was hopeful he'd be able to get a good signal near Director Mina's office.

He logged onto mafiascum and headed straight for the title fairy thread. It was time. He'd been thinking about it for 2 weeks

He typed out his message and hit submit 'Nominate Parama for ''. Toasty grinned. it was perfect. He also knew Andrius was going to be so jealous, not only could Andrius not come to Fantasy Camp (because he was busy going to Mordor, duh) but now Toasty would do what Andrius couldn't; get Parama to accept a title.

He sat down, relaxed now. He thought he heard a noise in the distance but put it to the back of his mind. It was probably nothing, after all. (NO IT'S NOT, IT'S SOMEONE COMING TO KILL YOU RUN, RUN, RUN!)

He was browsing the forum, spamming up Parama's GTKAS thread, when he saw Parama had posted in the title thread and quickly clicked. Toasty gasped. How could...how could Parama reject the title? What the hell? It was perfect, Toasty frowned, a tear sliding down his face. He was sad - he'd put so much work into this title too. He saw he had a PM and went to his inbox, hoping it wasn't Andrius gloating.

He let out a screech of delight. It was from Parama, maybe it was an apology!?. Toasty began to speak to himself, "OMGOMG Parama Pm'd me", he said laughing to himself in delight. He read the PM quickly...then re-read it. Toasty burst in to tears and began to sob right there.

A dark figure stood over him, but Toasty barely even noticed. "Uh, dude...I'm going to kill you now", the dark figure said, feeling kind of awkward.

Toasty looked up, tears in his eyes. "Go ahead, do you think I care? DO YOU?", he wailed, ignoring the person with the gun before him.

"Uh..well um, okay", the figure said pointing the gun and shooting Toasty in the face. He/She reflected that it was less fun to kill someone who wanted to die, but on the other hand at least he'd shut Toasty up. He reached down and picked up the phone that Toasty had clutched to his heart.

'You're weird, never nominate me for a title again. Weirdo' was what the PM had read. The mysterious figure laughed. No wonder Toasty had been so down. He'd just gotten his heart broken.

Well the Sun was about to come up, so I guess we better end this tragic (in more ways than one) mod scene here.

(7) Nikanor, Vezokpiraka, Yami-Swan, Screaming Death Clan, GreyICE, Regfan, Mastermind of Sin

With 7 alive, it takes 4 to lynch.

Deadline for Day 6 is in (expired on 2011-10-13 19:15:08)