The Not606 team had gone back to their motor homes for the night, sleeping was not something that was going to come easy to the group, that is for sure.
Hugo Hakkinen and Mick Schumacher had gone back to their hotels after setting some practice times, of course they had no idea what they meant because other teams hadn't even turned up yet.
Julius had stayed behind to play Rome Total War, he had conquered most of Europe and was now ready to hit the sack. CLANG, the lights in the garage went out.
SPLASH, SPLASH.... Julius was drenched (thinking it was a prank by a fellow teammate), he thought it was water. He could make out a silhouette, but not very clearly. "Hey quit it, I'm coming back now hold on", but there was no reply.
IGNITE, the whole garage erupted into flames, Julius was engulfed. RoadRunner leapt out of his bed (very quickly) and battled the fire with his enormous hose pipe. But to no avail. Julius had sizzled into soot.
Much like his idol Julius Caeser, he had been betrayed by his fellow members, eerily on the ground was a finger marked sentence.
Et tu, Brut?
REMAINING PLAYERS:
- Roadrunner
- jonnybaws
- PacoMontoya
- di Fredsta!
- DHCanary
- MaxWhiplash
Notes:
- It's the day cycle so now you can all argue about who's suspect, who isn't, etc, etc.
- Players, remember to vote (only once!) with a post containing "Vote: xxxx" nice and obviously. If you wish to change your vote, please edit rather than post anew.
- Sorry Julius, you can't post in this or subsequent day threads, on account of being dead. Feel free to rage beyond the grave in the discussion thread, but please don't say anything which indicates a potential killer. Dead people can't name names.
- This thread will be locked once a player has been lynched and the night cycle will begin again.
- Please note that nothing in the story is a true reflection of any individual player and should not be taken seriously with regards to voting.
Hugo Hakkinen and Mick Schumacher had gone back to their hotels after setting some practice times, of course they had no idea what they meant because other teams hadn't even turned up yet.
Julius had stayed behind to play Rome Total War, he had conquered most of Europe and was now ready to hit the sack. CLANG, the lights in the garage went out.
SPLASH, SPLASH.... Julius was drenched (thinking it was a prank by a fellow teammate), he thought it was water. He could make out a silhouette, but not very clearly. "Hey quit it, I'm coming back now hold on", but there was no reply.
IGNITE, the whole garage erupted into flames, Julius was engulfed. RoadRunner leapt out of his bed (very quickly) and battled the fire with his enormous hose pipe. But to no avail. Julius had sizzled into soot.
Much like his idol Julius Caeser, he had been betrayed by his fellow members, eerily on the ground was a finger marked sentence.
Et tu, Brut?
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REMAINING PLAYERS:
- Roadrunner
- jonnybaws
- PacoMontoya
- di Fredsta!
- DHCanary
- MaxWhiplash
Notes:
- It's the day cycle so now you can all argue about who's suspect, who isn't, etc, etc.
- Players, remember to vote (only once!) with a post containing "Vote: xxxx" nice and obviously. If you wish to change your vote, please edit rather than post anew.
- Sorry Julius, you can't post in this or subsequent day threads, on account of being dead. Feel free to rage beyond the grave in the discussion thread, but please don't say anything which indicates a potential killer. Dead people can't name names.
- This thread will be locked once a player has been lynched and the night cycle will begin again.
- Please note that nothing in the story is a true reflection of any individual player and should not be taken seriously with regards to voting.
