Vote: Master Mew
I think all the reasons have been stated.
I know it's a bit late for this calculation, but I believe that there are only two or three mafiosi left, as this is a 25-player game.
If the mafia aren't dumb and waste a kill on me, that is. XD
Mafia, I'm an independent, I won't help you win. XD
Unless they're just really cruel. :S
They would have to be pretty heartless to kill me a couple phases before my win... I would hate it if they killed me on Night 7...
Mafia can be assholes. I'm just afraid they'll prevent me from winning by killing me...
I'm so freaking close, mafia. Please don't kill me.
“Huh, so we haven’t really figured out much yet, have we?” A black-haired and clothed teenager muttered. “I mean, if we’ve got people up and disappearing still.”
He’d been one of the more quiet duelists for the duration of their time in this spirit world, so hearing him finally speak up brought much attention… and some slight confusion.
“How exactly have we ‘not figured out’ much? Okay then, tell us this,” began a man with hair like flames, “What exactly have YOU done to help out?” He was frustrated with such a pointless, negative remark; frustration that was not aided by his natural short temper.
With an arrogant smirk, the other dodged the question with a short, “I don’t know what you yelling at me is going to help.”
As Gauche prepared to verbally tear at the younger boy, a hand grabbed his shoulder firmly. A voice accompanied this action, urging the hot-tempered man to calm down and leave the situation alone.
After all, they had a plan.
Dropping the conversation with the Duel Academia student, focus shifted toward others. Breathing a sigh of relief, Jun Manjoume tried to slip out of the area while everyone was distracted. This, however, was exactly what the group had been waiting for.
“You really thought we didn’t know you had turned against us?”
Jun was surrounded, completely outnumbered. He was given a single demand, one that was delivered in a tone that left no room for argument.
“Leave now, and don’t come back,” Gauche demanded. “I don’t know what you’d been planning, but it stops now. Get out.”
Jun frantically looked around him, hoping that some of those he had known prior to arriving in this world would come to his aid. Instead, they turned away whenever eye contact was made. Judai’s death would not be forgotten – or forgiven – quite that easily.
Realizing defeat, Jun obeyed the order, setting out – Ojama Trio in tow – with no destination in mind. He hated that it had come to this, and he hated that he allowed himself to ever be in a position against the others.
Wherever he wandered off to, nobody knew.
It is now NIGHT 6. This phase will end on November 14th, at 10:00 PM EST. You may now send in your night actions.
A lynch redirect?! Awesome, though. :D