MURDERFIA: REDUX: (VERY END)

Naw, y'got that backwards. You want to potato the dog, and vote me. Robots are notoriously hard to suffocate, after all.

I ain't threatening Bigro in any case. That'd imply that I desire something from him, whereas in the case that this is I am instead making a judgement upon his character and acting in accordance. In any case it seems to have dredged up some interesting results.

Apparently Loather is "one of Bigro's girls," whatever that means. Wouldn't have guessed, but then I might not have paid enough attention before. I guess they really do want me dead, what with avoiding the official channels of voting...

Why d'you want me dead, then? Why is that the most important thing, in your mind(s), at this time?

You could at least try to pretend to convince others so that your cahoots are less obvious. It's like you don't even care!

Jesus said not to judge, yet here you are defending yourself with sin. You know what I think? I think that between the two of us, you're the one in cahoots. That's right- in cahoots with the devil himself! Tossing you the potato is simply the moral thing to do.

God bless.