Your honour, I promise we are close to getting this right.
TC, a known scholar and gentlemen of the green Town faith, has advised us to lynch on Race.
Firedemon the Perfidious, killing him based on the colour red, and his likeness to The Menace, was incorrect.
The clear answer is that the beast that is the menace would not be shining their colours willy nilly during the day. No, The Menace is a devious creature indeed. It is far more likely that it posts in TEAL, in a vain attempt to mask it's true nature. Vain, I say, because I have you now Tirin. Your tricks end here, Villainous Timelord.
Also to put it far more bluntly i've played terribly and had no reason to assist you in attacking Firedemon, and flip flopped like crazy due to the format of the game, and yet you've ignored me entirely, which against most other players isn't much of a statement, but against the Mafia king of aggressive play, the man who leaves no stone unturned, it's fishy as all hell that you haven't clobbered me over the head yet during the day. It does make more sense however, that you cared not at all what I did during the day, so long as you could post and post arguments endlessly and ensure Walrus killed a townie and not you just by sheer volume.
And a pre-emptive defence of myself, your honour, if I may.
Your Honour, I am a player who has taken a leaf out of your own book. My arguments, while potentially silly, short, and mis-informed, have struck true to your heart throughout this tragedy. My use of bold, colour, and most importantly wit, has kept you smiling and hopeful in these dark times. No, it was not the legal foreplay that Firedemon and Tirin conducted that decided our actions, but my quips and jabs that reminded you of yourself in your younger, Walrus life. Tirin, despite the mask he wears today, cannot change his nature that is The Menace. He is a snake in this courtroom, using knowledge and words to take life, instead of bringing hope. Using his powers to destroy rather then create.
I see a future with you and me rebuilding this town Your Honour, one built on hope, kindness, and bright colourful letters for tusks to munch on. I implore you with all my might, and the most seriousness I've felt all game, to put this Villainous Timelord to your hammers justice.