Nacho walks through the tents, self satisfied on a successful night and a narrow miss. He was surprised to find someone waiting for him in his tent. "Hey, weren't you that one guy in that one movie?"
"I was. Nice to meat a fan, heh heh."
Nacho didn't laugh, but not because he was in mortal danger, but because he couldn't read the text of the conversation they were having out loud, and the pun was lost on him.
"Alright, let's do this then." The man sprang on Nacho, and with his wrestler's build, Nacho didn't stand a chance. He was found the next morning, leg and breast meat missing.
Nacho is dead. He was Duck Tracy, Gumshoe, Crew Aligned.
Josh ran from the tent in horror, after seeing such a gruesome sight. Thank god that big guy hadn't seen him.
He thought he was safe when he got back to his own tent. But someone else was there, waiting for him. "You."
"Yes, me, you bird eating beast!" Josh was not impressed by the reveal.
"What's wrong with that? Bird are tasty and they're essentially just feathery lizards. You are not very entertaining."
The visitor didn't like that, and pulled a gun on Josh instead.
"I thought murder was a bad thing?"
"Not when it's you." The man shot Josh, and ran off into the night.
Josh is dead. He was Simon Fowl, Judgey, Crew Aligned.
It is Day 5. With 7 alive and 7 voting, it's 4 to lynch.