FoLT Game 1 | Day 7 (6/15)|GAME OVER (The Blue Dragon and Scorned won)

With exe and pardons and stuff

Not that I think youā€™re actually town somehow but itā€™d be nice to know youā€™re trying in the right way

Just click to the top and click on my head, and scroll down to the bottom of my ISOs. Itā€™s literally the same what I posted earlier

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I can say im Bd and can prove it

now dont prod me further

Thatā€™s not how proving works - Han Solo 2015

wait 2015

please stop fucking pr fishing

Scum Reads

Cheesy

Frost

Lul thanks
Frost exe already, now we are just stalling

And probably insanity

B u t w h y ?

We arenā€™t going to magically vote them because you sed so

Also fucking scumreading the unconvertable un ccā€™d cop :ok_hand: :ok_hand: :ok_hand: :ok_hand: :ok_hand: :fire: MM THATā€™S SOME GOOD READS :ok_hand: :fire: :100:

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Cheesy because he has posted little in the game

Frost because they have generally acted like scum this entire game

thatā€™s cheesyā€™s entire meta
try again

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ā€œFrost is scum be he is scumā€

10/10

And Insanity because there is no reason as to why host didnā€™t flip memesky unless it was a direct punishment toward scum

How have they acted like scum? I think Frost is scummy but mislynch bait but youā€™re going to need to explain more than that

Hello darkness, my old friend
Iā€™ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence

Unconvertable not ccā€™d :man_facepalming: