There are still 2 days left in the Day, it's 7:30AM here and I'm gonna go sleep now. I'll come back in a few hours and try to mass-quote everyone to answer questions in a few hours. I'll reiterate before I go; I have nothing left to hide. No more puzzles. No more mind-games. There is only my heaving naked ass and the power I release upon death, that renders the Cultists helpless for 1 Night.
Sightseers, I leave it up to you;
are you willing to sacrifice me and my power on Night 2,
or
are you willing to fight each night to protect me until you can deliver me straight to the slimy core of this tentacle fuck before setting me off?
Matt Attack offers you no such power, no such option. All he has to offer is his annoying, ugly avatar and faux-naive playstyle. I don't care if he's some snotty little brat from some pulp dime shit.
I'm the superior snotty little brat from a kickass relevant modern kids' show.
Shove that between your pages and fuck it, I sware down, bruv.
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Tourists, your votes are your power, and I literally give you a free Day to exercise this power.
I'm not Armageddon Steve Buscemi anymore. I'm fucking
NASA Bruce Willis.
It's up to you to detonate me as you see fit.