Alright, let's go into detail.
From the first night, it was clear we wouldn't get off easy. Neyra -- goodbye, Fragment -- was disabled, then became completely disabled. It was obvious that absolutely everyone in this country dislikes the Chinese and the Republicans, and we'd be crushed by everyone together. In principle, this trend continued, right, Medge, right, Master? ) But fortunately, not until the very end.
I enter the thread, enter the chat, say that the worlds are iop and no one blocked me, because Shendet is not the kind of person to just beat someone up in an alley. In the thread, I write that there was a double-isolation -- and from that moment on, I am Shizuo. Actually, maybe it was a strange move to so stubbornly assign myself exactly this role, but I decided that let it be, precisely because it is strange. I love things like that, offense >> defense.
Mathematically, Tox remains an option, I'm not attacking.
Second night -- mdam... At that moment, of course, we felt quite discouraged, but Frag and Neyra in the chat continued to instill hope in us for a good outcome.
Nebok and I got carried away, counting him as Albea (would Alm gamble on a clue against himself? And here it seemed the thread decided that Albea died, and around then Nebo took a fundamentally different position. We still don't know what actually happened there, since Alm couldn't shoot at an isolated Tox)
I attack Tox, as I realize that with Nebok-Alm things get very strange, and Heroist in the thread agrees about the redirected Nebo, meaning it's not my tea's fault. Or Heroist was drinking the same one (well, in principle, yes, our roles are the same).
Third night -- it's a bit of a shame we didn't think to have Arc move in terms of killing. I suggested it, but it was hard to drag Ara anywhere 😅 He is the defensive guy among us.
Fourth night -- oh, we have a kill! And we stopped Tox from moving at night and finding out info about Medge! Great, guys... Hm, wait a second, what is Revan writing in the chat? Wow...
At that moment, I had almost completely lost faith in our victory; that was a strong move, Medge. When Revan asked what we were going to do now, I was like "Well, I'll go to Granblue and start an event, I guesseeeeee."
Fifth night -- alright, we have a second kill. By the way, I was the killer. The description, of course ) I would never have thought it was Lo, I understand you. That played into our hands.
Sixth night -- triumph. I was sure that we would be deprived of either Ara's move or mine, and so I decided to hedge my bets as much as possible. And the voice theft (we took a long time to decide on the target, what if Heroist self-isolates or dies from Inar? We wanted Tox first, it would have been dangerous. In the end, Heroist was left voiceless). And the kill. Specifically Yashura, who would defend Chinax. And we have practically no downsides, although I am dying, but with recruitment we will most likely take a stronger role to our side.
At the start of the day, we hesitated over whom to take, Master or Medge. It seemed to me that both would likely join if Ar hinted in the thread about the situation with our votes, meaning they would be sure it was a victory for them. But there was no certainty that the hint would be understood. In the end, we played the night moves; sorry, Medge, but you shot at us too much ))))) And Master killed Tox at the decisive moment, just as I personally wanted, which was pleasing.
And still, Medge, don't be upset. At the very least, I can say that I was glad to play with you during the day. You did it well, quite peacefully, and maniacs who behave peacefully are my favorite. Also, you would have been recruited if Nebok had been the second man, as Nebok would probably have refused (right, Nebo, or not?)
Tox powerfully took the day into his hands, invulnerable at night, and gave us a hard time.
But still, it pleased me. To take victory like this, playing against so many factors... It's a powerful feeling. On the edge.
Also, every time someone in the thread wrote that the city was like, having a hard time, I nodded along a bit, but inside I was more like this.

(Looking at it now, it's a good series; for those who haven't seen it, I won't tell you what the joke is)
In general. I want to say thank you to absolutely all the players of this mafia, including those I didn't mention. All of you were interesting, intriguing, and this experience in general.
I apologize to Heroist for possibly making them rage (but the experience was too new and interesting for me to give up. Taking away the city's prerogative to reveal oneself as a certain role -- it was just important to try. It turned out, however, that it would have been easier with Aulus, but who knew in advance).
Thanks to Revan.
Thanks to Neyra, for the moral support and partial advice, Frag, for helping in every way and actively, Ara, my daytime companion, whom I may have pressed a little too much on the penultimate day (including in the chat; it was important to me that you dodged the execution well, don't be offended).
Thanks to Master for joining and for sharing this glorious victory with us. You earned your share of the profit.
Victory is ours!!