Of course, he was an esteemed elder (if only I could modify his totem to install a beer tap on it).

For those unfamiliar with the beer, here's a sample of the label found on a bottle:


Truly awe-inspiring comedy, isn't it?

So, yeah, late at night I amuse myself by playing games with the soon-to-be deceased. Any other sick-o's like me out there? Bring out your dead!

But I ain't dead yet... yes you are...no i'm not.. yes you are

sorry couldn't help it

Hey, that's not bad. I'm sure I could work that into a lame epitaph somehow. This kind of thing keeps me going while doing boring stuff, like scanning for collectibles or constantly picking up villagers who don't do as they're told.

Most recently, named an imminently-deceased guy "Number 6." It is The Village, after all. Too bad I couldn't fit his entire rallying cry about being a free man on the tombstone.

And I've already done "Lord of the Flies" to death. Couldn't find anyone with glasses, so I just picked someone who disliked work and named him Piggy.