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[Inanimate]

(I forgot to mention this: PMs still follow the same rules as the previous games. You must include me as a recipient in any PMs you send, and you cannot directly quote or anything else silly like that.

And to answer your subtle question, Garthy: Yes, the Hand of God is impervious to harm. Some would call him a 'narrative device', others would label him a 'gameplay mechanic'. I call him a tool of God.)

[Evan McClane]

I hope you may strike down the evil that lies in the heart of one among us.  These demons must be stopped, lest they take another innocent being.

[SirNiko]

All good men of The Lord should humble themselves before Peanutbuttershoes and confess their sins and roles with great haste. As he is the only one who can stop the tyranny of the demons, it is imperative he know all. Those who confess fear in their hearts may be demons trying to prey upon our human weakness. We must remain strong, and follow the will of God before our own flawed instincts.

[Dacke]

By my count, there are six of our fellow townsmen who have yet to step forth into the holy presence of our saviour peanutbuttershoes. I call to you Eigenbom, Randomasta, Tanner, Noah!, Wade McGillis and Jared C - join us in the light and make your voices heard!

[Tanner]

Sorry, I was tendin' to my farm. I don't much know what to make of this here situation. All's I can do is what my father taught me and his taught him, and that's pray to the good Lord that we are delivered from this terrible situation. I's got a bad feelin in me gut. Evil's afoot, I think. I trust Peanutbuttershoes to protect us.

[Randomasta]

Please forgive for being in the silent for so long. But really, no word can describe this situation, and I believe in peanutbuttershoes to strike the evil among us.

[eigenbom]

Eigenbom stays in the shadows, watching. The hilt of his broadsword resonates beneath his tunic, rekindling forgotten memories -- of pain, justice, fire. Is this man, this "PeanutButterShoes", the messenger, nay ... The Message ... he had been waiting for?

[Jared C]

Good day, comrades. It seems a long night of heavy drinking has taken its toll on me. The victim was one of my closest acquaintances, and I'm still struggling to come to terms with this harsh reality. I make my grievances known in the hopes that our beloved PeanutButterLoafers can be entrusted to find the culprit of this horrendous act. As of now, it seems, little to no evidence can be recovered that may lead to any particular individual... that is, unless anyone knows something more?

[Noah!]

I believe everyone here knows where I stand on the matter.

You know how much I have done for this town, and how much I love this place and everyone who inhabits it. If I had reason to believe that this man would destroy that which I cherish so dearly, I would have struck him down at once, or died trying.

Yet, I cannot bring myself to do that. Whenever I look at PeanutButterShoes, I can feel, deeply within my heart, that he is exactly who he claims to be: the very hand of God; servant of the Most High who is capable and eager to execute His divine will.

You say that his bloodied hands are unfit to bring about our salvation. Yet look at me! I, my father, and my father's father as well, have all repeatedly risked our lives to keep this town safe. Were it not for such "demonic" behavior, all of us would have been vanquished! Do you truly desire for God to bring justice to this town? With justice comes action, and with action comes bloodshed. To doubt this man on such baseless grounds is to doubt the potency of our Lord himself!

[wademcgillis]

My forefathers have fought for generations to protect this town, and that tradition will not end with this soul. If any of the people find that demonic, then you are truly lost.

May God bless those who think I am truthful.

[Garthy]

I thank you Lord, as always, for your guidance in this time of need. If the Hand of God remains safe from harm, our most pressing task then is to find and flush out the demons in our town.

Has everyone spoken now? I do not want there to be one amongst us who has, through silence, evaded the gaze of truth. According to the sacred texts, it is not common for all to speak on the first day of such an occurrence, and this is surely a sign that our Lord smiles down upon us. Unfortunately, it means that the demons are mixing amongst us, not content with silence, but instead relying on treachery. Be wary of the word of your brother, in case he is not your brother.

The question is... what now? Do the demons strike at night, as the sacred texts suggest that they might? Perhaps amongst us are some who may protect us, or strike back at the forces of darkness in some way?

[Landshark RAWR]

Boy I think we should the man with the big shiny sword, do whatever he feels necesssary.

[Fifth]

Well, anyway, all we can really do is let peanutbuttershoes do his thing, and help him out however we can, right?

So what now, o Hand of God?

[eigenbom]

Isn't it obvious? We must examine the evidence at hand ..

[Ashking]

I thought the one with the foot garments of crushed peanuts had already made the strange decision to execute the peculiar Fission Mailed character.