tSR WEREWOLF 20XX: THE SPRITERS DESTROY THEMSELVES *GAME IS OVER, SPRITE THIEVES WIN*

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Previous Lincoln spent the day moving from thread to thread, topic to topic, subforum to subforum on a search for more hints and evidence. He was on the right track, he felt. There wasn't much more he needed to be absulotely certain. No stone was left unturned. He talked to many members inquiring the mystery, oberving even more and taking not of every single detail. With the best detective in town, Keiang, lost, he had to take over his role and unravel the puzzle. They had nothing to loose, yet so much to gain.
Finally, Previous Lincoln found himself on the way to one of the local pubs, the Skip Bar. It was a place where stories were told, rumours were spread and myths were discussed. The final clue was to be found here, he thought. However, just as he entered, he found himself assaulted by a random member who started to yell, "What have you done, you murderer! How could you! You're a darned MURDERER!" Previous flinched, his hand grabbing for the stake. "O-of course I am! I am Previous Lincoln, vampire slayer! It is my job to kill monsters! What are you on about?!" The member backed off, hanging their head, mumbling an apology.
Lincoln looked through the room, trying to find anyone suspicious. His eyes came to rest on a person huddled in a dark corner. He slowly stepped closer so he could observe him better. Previous could see that the person was eating a sandwich. He crept closer and once he was sure that he would be heard, started to talk about the events, members getting banned while sprite thieves and recolourers took control. "You're talking about that? I'm not. See you later." The figure swallowed the last bite of their sandwich, grabbed a blue cap and moved away to a different corner.
"Now that's what I call suspicious..." This was all Previous Lincoln needed to know. Now he was sure. There were no doubts left for him. With a little luck, they could prevent further murders during the next night. They already lost so many.
Lincoln suppressed a tear as he stepped outside.

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Reasoning behind the suspicion of Mr. Crappy Blue Luigi

It basically started here. The way he reacted to Sir Zadaben asking if he had a special role. Crappy obviously had insider infos about there not being "werewolves" which he later tried to cover up here.
Funny sandwich eating episode trying to cover that he just killed recolorme. I ain't believing it in the slightest. Also, as Crappy Blue Luigi himself stated, his post was entirely a joke!
But there are more hints he willingly gave. He went outside for a night walk.
Oh right, he forgot there were other baddies besides recolourers. Seriously, you want me to buy that? No way. You let another hint slip and that's what happened.

We also want to pay attention to what happened last night.

Zabadaben turned to look at his company, but in a split second, they held his wrists in a tight grip.
"Wait, please don't!"
He fought to break free of their grasp, but it wasn't going to happen.
"So you were a werewolf this whole time? The entire time?"
Zabadaben's attacker gave him a confused look. "A werewolf? What are you even talking about? Anyway."
Riiiiip. Pixels littered the floor.

Sounds familiar? Darn right it does! Take a look here again.

i'm pretty sure this one doesn't have "werewolves"

The whole affair between Sir Zadaben and Crappy Blue Luigi got wrapped up in Sol's last night post. It fits more than perfectly. What more proof could you want?

As you can see, everything points towards Crappy Blue Luigi being a filthy sprite thief! You would not want to let him roam freely, would you? After all he has done? Show him we're not bowing down to evil. We have lost many friends, it is time to strike back.