TWG LXXIV: Poker Face
Or: So I herd u liek to gambol
This village has a serious problem. Nearly every villager has an addiction to gambling.
A bad one.
Each player starts the game with 5 vote charges. Players may expend up to 2 vote charges per day phase to place a vote. The number of votes you are using must be declared publicly- E.G., "I will place 2 vote charges on
NocturneOfShadow"(2), "double on
Noc"(2), "single on
Noc"(1), "1 for
NoS"(1). This game has no penalty for not voting. At night, each human player may expend up to 2 vote charges on the player they think is going to get wolfed. If the player they voted for gets wolfed, they receive their vote charges back, plus a number of vote charges equal to the vote charges they expended. The first human to place charges on a player during nighttime will be given an option to go "all in". A player going all in will lose all their vote charges, but if they win the bet, they receive double vote charges plus all the vote charges of the player that died, and is announced as indestructible for the rest of the game. If they lose the bet, they die and their charges are given to the Wolf Shuffler.
1. mariolegofan
2. maelstrom
3. AwesomeYears
4. fank009
5. BlackDragonSlayer6. Bubbles
7. Jub3r7
8. Latios212
8.5. FireArrow's Ghost
1. Master Wolf Casino Owner-Starts with 8 vote charges and may give one of his vote charges to the Wolf Shuffler at any time during night 1.
2. Wolf Shuffler-If he would die, instead he loses 5 vote charges. If he ever has no vote charges, he dies. When the wolf shuffler dies, each remaining player loses all vote charges, and the vote charges are redistributed randomly. Indestructible players lose indestructible.
3. Human
4. Human
5. Human
6. Seer
7. Buff Guardian-The Buff Guardian's abilities extend into the next day phase, and the player that was guarded cannot be lynched.
8. Miller-Is told he's a normal human.
Bonus points story-wise will be awarded to the most gambley human.
Updates and news:
Please note that I slightly altered the wolves to be weaker due to the exclusion of FireArrow (may he RIP in peace).
Role PMs are out.
The Prologue, entitled A Cat and Its Prey, has been published.
The Prologue, entitled Midnight, has been published.
Chapter 1, entitled Missing a Detail, has been published.
Chapter 2, entitled Sacrifices, has been published.
Chapter 3, entitled Something to Sigh About, has been published.
Chapter 4, entitled Investigations, has been published.
It is now Night 2. Night 2 will end at 9:00:00 PM CST on February 8th, 2015, regardless of when the actual update goes up.Prologue- A Cat and Its Prey
Night descended on the small village, slowly creeping forward, much like a cat tailing its prey. It soon swallowed the village whole, very much like a cat would its prey. From a distance, only one majestic building could be seen on nights like these, with its lights blazing through the windows, illuminating the comparably dull shacks with peeling siding, rusted bolts, and holes for windows in rows on either side of the cathedral. The building itself was immeasurably tall, with a bell-tower at the top, beautiful stained-glass windows of all colors, depicting scenes from an age long gone by. At the front of the building was a set of large stone steps-- so large they looked as though they had been made for giants-- rising toward a perfectly symmetrical set of large wooden doors. One of these doors creaking open a hair broke the peace of the night. 2 small figures, dwarfed in comparison to the cathedral, slipped out. As they dashed down the steps, bits and pieces of shiny round objects slipped out of holes in their patched rags. A third figure, much larger, with much finer clothes, dashed out behind them. He quickly caught up to them and apprehended them. They cowered in fear from the man who carried himself as a noble. He had something in his hand. He waved it about. The couple flinched, but did not return the spoils. The man paused, and turned around. He gestured to the couple and started walking away. Then, cocking his head as if he had forgotten something, he turned around and raised his hand out.
Two loud shots echoed into the night until they were swallowed up, much like a cat would its prey.
Prologue- Midnight
The same bell on top of the cathedral from all those years ago pealed out, notifying the citizens of the time. A well-dressed man sat in a dimly lit room with nothing but a desk and a chair, counting out the individual hours. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Excellent. Revealing his great height as he rose up, he procured a mask from inside his overcoat and slipped it onto his face, then left, securely locking the door behind him.
Citizens came rushing out from their huts, fists full of general commodities and, in some rare cases, gold pieces. They flocked to the cathedral and stood in front of the large doors, waiting. Suddenly, the doors were thrown open and a tall man stood in front of the mass of people.
"Greetings, all! I, Zanoffe, welcome you to the casino!" He boomed. The crowd gave a mute cheer and pushed past each other in their eagerness to get to the tables. The merry mob tossed gambling items at each other, each hoping to strike it big. Then as everyone settled into their games and the stakes grew higher, things quieted down. People were willing to put their life on the line if it meant living like Zanoffe- rich, powerful, mysterious, he was the idol of the town. Or he would be if anyone knew who he was, for he always wore a mask that covered his entire face. For several hours, nothing happened. Then, at a nearby poker table, an unusually tall man jumped up in pure joy as he shouted, "Full house!" Everyone glanced over at the man, who had just beaten the dealer in a high-stakes game of 5 draw. If it was possible for the room to be even more silent, it was. The last time anyone had actually won was 12 years ago. The bell broke the silence by ringing out 12 strong strokes. The man picked up his winnings, sliding them into his pocket, and left the cathedral. As everyone turned back to their games, each thinking that they would be the next lucky person to jump up and leave, nobody noticed a mysterious figure slip into Zanoffe's room, then out into the street after the man...
Chapter 1- Missing a Detail
The Guardian rose from his bed. That is, if you could call it that. It was a sack full of hay and cotton. Either way, it served its purpose fine, so he wasn't complaining. He looked around his dirty hut as a small cluster of cockroaches scurried across the floor and into cracks in the walls. A small table and chair made of rotten wood sat in the corner. Sunlight patched through the thin roof. He heaved a sigh, fortunate it was sunlight and not rain coming through, like it had all last week. He opened a small cupboard bolted soundly to the wall and took out a crust of bread. Munching on the bread, he shuffled over to the one object of interest in his room: A stout oak stave with two anvils, one on each side. The other villagers mocked him for his crude device, but it kept him strong as he lifted it, lowered it, lifted it, lowered it, without end. While he was lifting his anvils, his mind wandered back to the previous Guardian, and the first time they had ever met.
It was the darkest night the village had seen (or rather hadn't) in over a year. Then the rain started. First slowly, then picking up pace, faster and faster until it drenched everything caught in the torrential downpour. It was impossible to see anything until the lightning flashed. Then a huge peal of thunder broke the steady pitter-patter of the rain. It woke up the young boy from his sleep. His parents weren't at home; that was to be expected. Like everyone else in the village, they were probably at the casino, gambling until they won it all, or, more likely, lost it all. He got out of his soft down mattress-- and quietly stepped over to the door. He was about to open it when it swung open of its own accord! A flash of lightning revealed that a man had forced open the locked door from the outside. He stood there, unmoving. The man pushed the boy aside and rushed in.
"Your parents are dead," he began. "They were shot... Killed by Zanoffe."
The boy stared. Surely he was jesting?
"Boy, you had better believe me. This is no joke. Your parents won a fortune tonight- one that Zanoffe was unwilling to part with."
The mysterious man sat down for a while, then got up and paced back and forth. The boy stood there in shock, unwilling, unable, to believe the nightmare that was unfolding. Finally, the man walked over to the boy's bed and tossed it out into the street. The boy made a half effort to speak, but he was still in shock from the news. The man turned and spoke to him.
"From now on, you'll live with me. It won't be easy, but someday you will be able to take your revenge on the Casino Owner."
The Guardian was startled from his memories by a group of voices clamoring for attention. It was impossible to distinguish any single voice from the crowd. He set down his anvil and stepped outside.
"What's going on?" He boomed out.
The crowd parted slowly to reveal a gruesome sight. The wall of his house had been painted red with the blood of the man slumped on the ground. The Guardian rolled the man onto his back. His face was marred so badly it was nearly impossible to distinguish who it was. But the Guardian had been trained for things such as this and didn't miss a detail- the knife stuck through the man's gut, the footsteps leading away from the body into the village, the stiffness of the body that told him how long it had been like... this. He stared intently at the man's mustache, and suddenly realized who it was.
"It's... he..." He faltered. "BlackDragonSlayer is dead."
Chapter 2-Sacrifices
The Guardian sat in his hut, oblivious to the incessant pounding of the mob outside. The body of BlackDragonSlayer sat before him, his lifeless eyes piercing the Guardian, almost mocking, as if to say, "How could you let this happen?" It was the Guardian's responsibility to prevent crime in the village. His reputation alone was usually enough. Occasionally the upstart pickpocket came to town and the Guardian had a little chat with him. The Guardian's chats had a strong correlation with people leaving town, but no causation had ever been shown. If a little coercion was not enough, usually the Guardian would physically force wrongdoers out of the town and into the surrounding woods. The fact that somebody had been murdered, (outside the Guardian's home no less), had people very worried. Some had even begun to be suspicious of the Guardian himself. He ran his eyes over the small line of evidence found next to the body. A sample of blood on a kerchief (most likely BlackDragonSlayer's), the murder weapon, a short one-sided knife about 8 inches long with a pearl pommel-stone and leather-bound hilt, a careful sketch of the boot track left behind. Careful study of these objects led him to 2 deductions- that the killer was very rich, and that the killer was very smart.
The Guardian knew that this killer was either a henchman of Zanoffe or even Zanoffe himself. The question was, which of the villagers dressed up every night to masquerade as the tall stranger? He had a hunch more than one person had to be involved to make the blind run smoothly. A sharp knock on the door reminded him that his real problem wasn't the killer; it was sating the bloodlust of the mob mentality. Without seeming action the villagers would be angry and might react violently. He needed an alternative that allowed him to do some sleuthing at night while also throwing Zanoffe off the scent. Then it came to him. All he needed to do was let the crowd decide. This would soothe them and also send a message to Zanoffe saying he was clueless. Well, he was clueless, just not as clueless as he wanted Zanoffe to think.
He gingerly picked himself up out of the rotting chair and lumbered over to the stout door (he was amazed it had still kept its integrity at this point). As he came to the door he could distinguish individual voices.
"I told you he would die! He announced his win far too loudly for someone to not be jealous!" cried a voice.
"Oh, shut up. I don't owe you anything," said another. The Guardian recognized this voice. It was The_Subjective_Thought, from across the woods, in town for a day or so. "Besides, you didn't say he would die. You just said he was getting mugged."
The Guardian swung the door open to the harsh sunlight. Several dozen pairs of eyes swung toward the Guardian, and the same number of ears listened attentively.
"I have reached a conclusion," he said boldly. "Unfortunately, it's not a very good one.
"I believe our only course is to quarantine the huts closest to the cathedral and the casino. While we can't say exactly who the boots belong to, the tracks don't go very far at all, and this represents a proximity to the cathedral that can't be ignored. I'd say, oh, about 8 or so houses, including mine, and BlackDragonSlayer's."
The crowd murmured in approval. Clearly they would find the killer fast enough. After all, they had it narrowed down to 8 houses! This would be a snap. Satisfied, the Guardian nodded his head and stalked back inside his hut. The members of the crowd stared at each other disdainfully, suspicion plain in their eyes, and each went their separate ways. All except one.
"Open the door! I need to talk to you!" A high voice called out. The Guardian opened the door to see a girl standing there. "I know what you're planning. Let me help you. I have good eyes, and I might be able to spot something that can help you."
The Guardian considered the girl's offer, then decided if she could see he was up to something, she might be able to see what others were up to. So he told her to meet back at his hut at nightfall, then sent her away. Before she could go, however, she said one last bit:
"You know that that explanation isn't enough for the people. They want blood, and they'll do anything to get it." With that, she dashed off.
Sure enough, hours later her prediction came true. The mob came back, screaming, poking and prodding at each other, calling out people on suspicious behaviour they had seen in the past few hours. The Guardian remembered what the girl said.
"Do you wish for justice?" He called out. The mob roared its approval. The Guardian sighed, realizing that there was no other option, and waved his hand.
"Democracy rules. Decide who will be your wolf in sheep's clothing, and let him be sacrificed!" The mob hit a fever pitch, tearing at each other's rags and starting fistfights in the midst of the crowd. The Guardian had a feeling this would end badly, but it was his job to keep the peace. If it had to be done, sacrifices would have to be made along the way.
Chapter 3- Something to Sigh About
Some time later, the Guardian came out of his hut to find the people had found a "champion". They kicked him, they bit him, they slapped him and spit on him. MarioLegoFan was thrown in front of the Guardian. He raised his head toward the man. The Guardian could see desperation and innocence in his eyes. Yet from another angle he could clearly see the blazing eyes of a madman. He sighed with frustration. There was no way he was getting out of this. Closing his eyes, he took his sword from his back, winded up, and gave a mighty swing straight toward MarioLegoFan's head. Flinching as he felt the resistance in front of his sword suddenly give way, the mob roared in an almighty rampage. The Guardian opened his eyes, but averted his head. He motioned for people to take away the mangled body, and the mob followed after. Only the girl stayed. The Guardian let out a shaky breath.
"You don't have to say anything," the girl responded. "I understand. The mob is satisfied, and the way will be clear for us to investigate."
"You're not coming with me. It's too dangerous."
"Really? You're going to pull that old cliche on me? I'll be fine. Besides, you won't find anything without me!" She reminded him.
The Guardian sighed once more, drawing this one out.
"Fine. Come back in a few hours."
"Fine." The girl started to prance off.
"Wait!" She halted. "How might I address you?"
She turned and smiled. "Call me Bubbles."
Chapter 4-Investigations
As night once again fell on the village, all the townspeople flocked to the cathedral. All except for two, that is. Bubbles and the Guardian rendezvoused in front of his hut and started staring at each other. Both were unwilling to be the first one to speak. At length they seemed to reach an accord and, instead of speaking to each other, simply nodded and started marching toward the cathedral together. When they reached the cathedral, rather than go in they walked past it and stopped in front of MarioLegoFan's house. The Guardian was the first to break the silence.
"I suppose this is as good a place to start as any," he muttered. "Bubbles, do you have any clue what we should be looking for?"
"First and foremost we should be looking for the boots that match the print. Do you have it?"
"Right here." He took the rough boot print sketch out of his pocket. Handing it to Bubbles, he lightly pushed the door. It
wasn't locked. He stepped inside, then motioned for Bubbles to follow. Bubbles walked in and gasped. He turned questioningly at her and saw she was pointing to something on the floor in front of them. He examined the pair of boots in front of him, looking at the treads.
"This is the exact same boot!" He announced. "There's even a bit of blood on this one!"
Bubbles nodded, then opened the nearby closet. Well, it wasn't so much a closet as a cupboard, but it held clothes so people called them closets anyway.
"How rich was MarioLegoFan?" She asked.
"Not particularly. Why?"
"There's another pair of boots in here. It takes a lot of money before someone can afford to waste money on a second pair of boots."
The Guardian sighed, realizing it meant nothing for or against MarioLegoFan's innocence. This Zanoffe was better than he could have imagined. He continued looking around the small hut, seeing nothing in the main room. He moved over to the back room and looked around. There were a lot of interesting items here. He needed Bubbles so that he could discover a clue. As if summoned, Bubbles walked into the back room and looked around.
"Hmmm," she whispered. "There's definitely some useful bits in here- nothing condemning MarioLegoFan, but it could certainly help condemn someone else."
The Guardian nodded. He started to pick up objects, one at a time, and examine them. Wooden picture frames, eating utensils, anything within reach, he brought it close and looked for clues. Without much success, he leaned back and watched Bubbles do the same thing on the other side of the room. She was digging through the items at a rapid rate, as though she were looking for something specific rather than any thing at all. Eventually, she stopped and said, "There's nothing here. We'd better go." Putting everything back, they stepped out of the hut and walked down the path.
"It's getting late. Everyone will be done gambling soon," the Guardian said.
"Sure, but there's one more house I need to check out. I have a good feeling about this one!" She said as she dashed across the town.
The Guardian rolled his eyes and sauntered after her.
* * *
"Do you think he will fall for it, sir?" Two shadowy figures, one tall and regal, the other hunched and timid, were sitting in a slightly darkened room, in front of a desk. The larger one responded.
"It would be foolish to believe the Guardian will fall for a trick so obvious. Rather, I put my boots in MarioLegoFan's hut to remove suspicion from him. My ultimate goal is to torture the Guardian into submission, force him to watch his fellow peasants die, one by one, as he searches for the true master of this town."
"But what if he discovers you?" The smaller man questioned.
"I will not be discovered, for I am staying here. Rather, you must go out and discover the location of the man who won tonight. People have been profiting more than usual lately, and I must put an end to it. This village... is mine."
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LOOK! HE POSTED! THIS MUST MEAN HE IS NOT A NORMAL HUMAN
Good point.....
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Quote from: NocturneOfShadow on February 03, 2015, 05:04:40 AM7. Buff Guardian[/color]-The Buff Guardian's abilities extend into the next day phase, and the player that was guarded cannot be lynched.
Seer should probably claim.
Not sure if you clarified, but 2 things. Night bets are NOT announced publicly, right? And does it count as a correct bet if the person wolfed was invulnerable/guarded?
Quote from: Maelstrom on February 03, 2015, 04:39:00 PMNot sure if you clarified, but 2 things. Night bets are NOT announced publicly, right? And does it count as a correct bet if the person wolfed was invulnerable/guarded?
Gambling is done through PM, I should have clarified that haha
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+1 story point to BDS
Although as humans you could consider publicly declaring if you are going to gamble or not. I won't advise for or against it, just pointing out it's an option.
so first mashi thinks im a host
and now
now im not even in the game
this is the most appropriate music
andimout
moar appropriate music?
also...
Noct stealing all my optimal ideas xD
Anyway, We should publicly state what our night votes are going to be, AND place them on someone we want day 1... force them into a corner of wether everyone else gets an extra vote, or let said person live to day 1.
Also.
if you have the option, don't push. (them poker terms ;)) we have 1 mislynch, and losing 1 person to a bad all in push will lose us that mislynch (-guardian saves)
We will be using the mibbit chatroom #NSMTWG so everyone is on the same page.
Quote from: NocturneOfShadow on February 04, 2015, 01:16:06 PMWe will be using the mibbit chatroom #TWGNSM so everyone is on the same page.
I've never used it before, how do we go there?
http://client01.chat.mibbit.com/?server=irc.NFnet.org&channel=%23NSMTWG
Due to 'undesirables' on TWGNSM (that still haven't left) we will use NSMTWG.
zinc isn't an undesirable, it was the other guy who's not there now.
oh wait, that's not zinc. idk
oh wait yeah it is. and two other people
I've been on NSMTWG for a few hours and there's no one here...
Sorry. Not much happens night one, so it will be much more active later, especially durring the day phases
Oh, okay. I'll come back later when stuff happens.
Night 1 is ending in 13 hours. If you haven't used any powers tonight and would like to, please PM me! Not much time left!
Quote from: Maelstrom on February 04, 2015, 08:23:48 PMSorry. Not much happens night one, so it will be much more active later, especially durring the day phases
with all the plays we can get off gambling, there's nothing to talk about? Considering who's in the field, im a safe bet to die this phase so put it on.
seeing how I can't vote for myself. Moneys on bubbles tonight.
Quote from: fank009 on February 05, 2015, 11:16:17 AMwith all the plays we can get off gambling, there's nothing to talk about? Considering who's in the field, im a safe bet to die this phase so put it on.
seeing how I can't vote for myself. Moneys on bubbles tonight.
There are no rules against putting vote charges on yourself. That being said, if you do, I'll just PM you and ask you to think very hard about what you've done.
What happens if someone goes all in on themself and gets wolfed?
Players don't win bets until the player they bet for was already wolfed. So the player would have died by the time they can win the bet, unfortunately. Picture it this way: You send a warning to yourself that something might via the post, but by the time it gets to you it already happened. You were right about it happening, but it's to late to do anything about it.
Story: Chapter 1- Missing a Detail
The Guardian rose from his bed. That is, if you could call it that. It was a sack full of hay and cotton. Either way, it served its purpose fine, so he wasn't complaining. He looked around his dirty hut as a small cluster of cockroaches scurried across the floor and into cracks in the walls. A small table and chair made of rotten wood sat in the corner. Sunlight patched through the thin roof. He heaved a sigh, fortunate it was sunlight and not rain coming through, like it had all last week. He opened a small cupboard bolted soundly to the wall and took out a crust of bread. Munching on the bread, he shuffled over to the one object of interest in his room: A stout oak stave with two anvils, one on each side. The other villagers mocked him for his crude device, but it kept him strong as he lifted it, lowered it, lifted it, lowered it, without end. While he was lifting his anvils, his mind wandered back to the previous Guardian, and the first time they had ever met.
It was the darkest night the village had seen (or rather hadn't) in over a year. Then the rain started. First slowly, then picking up pace, faster and faster until it drenched everything caught in the torrential downpour. It was impossible to see anything until the lightning flashed. Then a huge peal of thunder broke the steady pitter-patter of the rain. It woke up the young boy from his sleep. His parents weren't at home; that was to be expected. Like everyone else in the village, they were probably at the casino, gambling until they won it all, or, more likely, lost it all. He got out of his soft down mattress-- and quietly stepped over to the door. He was about to open it when it swung open of its own accord! A flash of lightning revealed that a man had forced open the locked door from the outside. He stood there, unmoving. The man pushed the boy aside and rushed in.
"Your parents are dead," he began. "They were shot... Killed by Zanoffe."
The boy stared. Surely he was jesting?
"Boy, you had better believe me. This is no joke. Your parents won a fortune tonight- one that Zanoffe was unwilling to part with."
The mysterious man sat down for a while, then got up and paced back and forth. The boy stood there in shock, unwilling, unable, to believe the nightmare that was unfolding. Finally, the man walked over to the boy's bed and tossed it out into the street. The boy made a half effort to speak, but he was still in shock from the news. The man turned and spoke to him.
"From now on, you'll live with me. It won't be easy, but someday you will be able to take your revenge on the Casino Owner."
The Guardian was startled from his memories by a group of voices clamoring for attention. It was impossible to distinguish any single voice from the crowd. He set down his anvil and stepped outside.
"What's going on?" He boomed out.
The crowd parted slowly to reveal a gruesome sight. The wall of his house had been painted red with the blood of the man slumped on the ground. The Guardian rolled the man onto his back. His face was marred so badly it was nearly impossible to distinguish who it was. But the Guardian had been trained for things such as this and didn't miss a detail- the knife stuck through the man's gut, the footsteps leading away from the body into the village, the stiffness of the body that told him how long it had been like... this. He stared intently at the man's mustache, and suddenly realized who it was.
"It's... he..." He faltered. "BlackDragonSlayer is dead."
disclaimer: The Guardian in the story is not necessarily the Guardian in the game; the Guardian living or dying in the story relies on the human or wolf victory.
read the story first!
BlackDragonSlayer has been wolfed. It is now Day 1. Day 1 ends at 10:00 PM CST on February 7th, regardless of when the update actually goes up.
YES. PROFIT.
Anyway BDS there's your story point put to good use. You won the game of poker and you kept your mustache.
Quote from: Maelstrom on February 05, 2015, 08:04:26 PMYES. PROFIT.
looks like soneone won a gamble...
stupid kill for the wolves, bds would have claimed as seer. unless hunting for guardian.
Though bds does help activity, and him being dead leads to inactivity.
Cast your feelers out, except on Maelstrom. He has a day 1 pass
Quote from: NocturneOfShadow on February 05, 2015, 08:08:47 PMAnyway BDS there's your story point put to good use. You won the game of poker and you kept your mustache.
<3
Or should I say...
<|3
X_X
Quote from: Maelstrom on February 04, 2015, 08:23:48 PMSorry. Not much happens night one, so it will be much more active later, especially durring the day phases
Hmm...
I don't think so...
(Also join the Mibbit chat plz)
If people are in the chat post logs so those not involved can follow.
Quote from: fank009 on February 06, 2015, 01:09:52 PMIf people are in the chat post logs so those not involved can follow.
Great Idea!
There's no one here though... ???
Thoughts, anyone?
In chat.
Quote from: Latios212 on February 06, 2015, 05:51:00 PMThere's one here though... ???
Thoughts, anyone?
here's the problem. No one is giving thoughts and there is nothing to go on. at this moment im thinking of putting a safety on bubbles though I would like to know if changing votes usrs a charge.
People just need to post more.
I bet on BDS purely because I didn't realize fank was playing until he posted. It's quite obvious that the wolves will not wolf anyone mentioned in the thread if they can help it, so I didn't change my vote. Also, for some reason, fank rarely seems to get wolfed night one. I'd try to overanalyze posts, but there's just not enough. We need more thoughts.
I too, wish to see activity :(
There's plenty to talk about too!
Quote from: fank009 on February 06, 2015, 07:08:10 PMhere's the problem. No one is giving thoughts and there is nothing to go on. at this moment im thinking of putting a safety on bubbles though I would like to know if changing votes usrs a charge.
I sent a private message to Bubbles to confirm she is aware she's playing. If you place vote charges on a player you can take them off, but you CAN'T split your vote charges. A few players have separately made a conscious effort to communicate via chat, but they haven't seen anyone other than the same people in the chat. I'd recommend coming asap
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Seer should probably claim.
Bumping for awareness also I wont have access to chat till day 2
I'm alive, but there's no penalty for not voting, and I don't have any suspicions yet, so I'll save my charges for later.
I didn't place any bets as the chance of guessing who was wolfed last night was pretty small.
Chapter 2-Sacrifices
The Guardian sat in his hut, oblivious to the incessant pounding of the mob outside. The body of BlackDragonSlayer sat before him, his lifeless eyes piercing the Guardian, almost mocking, as if to say, "How could you let this happen?" It was the Guardian's responsibility to prevent crime in the village. His reputation alone was usually enough. Occasionally the upstart pickpocket came to town and the Guardian had a little chat with him. The Guardian's chats had a strong correlation with people leaving town, but no causation had ever been shown. If a little coercion was not enough, usually the Guardian would physically force wrongdoers out of the town and into the surrounding woods. The fact that somebody had been murdered, (outside the Guardian's home no less), had people very worried. Some had even begun to be suspicious of the Guardian himself. He ran his eyes over the small line of evidence found next to the body. A sample of blood on a kerchief (most likely BlackDragonSlayer's), the murder weapon, a short one-sided knife about 8 inches long with a pearl pommel-stone and leather-bound hilt, a careful sketch of the boot track left behind. Careful study of these objects led him to 2 deductions- that the killer was very rich, and that the killer was very smart.
The Guardian knew that this killer was either a henchman of Zanoffe or even Zanoffe himself. The question was, which of the villagers dressed up every night to masquerade as the tall stranger? He had a hunch more than one person had to be involved to make the blind run smoothly. A sharp knock on the door reminded him that his real problem wasn't the killer; it was sating the bloodlust of the mob mentality. Without seeming action the villagers would be angry and might react violently. He needed an alternative that allowed him to do some sleuthing at night while also throwing Zanoffe off the scent. Then it came to him. All he needed to do was let the crowd decide. This would soothe them and also send a message to Zanoffe saying he was clueless. Well, he was clueless, just not as clueless as he wanted Zanoffe to think.
He gingerly picked himself up out of the rotting chair and lumbered over to the stout door (he was amazed it had still kept its integrity at this point). As he came to the door he could distinguish individual voices.
"I told you he would die! He announced his win far too loudly for someone to not be jealous!" cried a voice.
"Oh, shut up. I don't owe you anything," said another. The Guardian recognized this voice. It was The_Subjective_Thought, from across the woods, in town for a day or so. "Besides, you didn't say he would die. You just said he was getting mugged."
The Guardian swung the door open to the harsh sunlight. Several dozen pairs of eyes swung toward the Guardian, and the same number of ears listened attentively.
"I have reached a conclusion," he said boldly. "Unfortunately, it's not a very good one.
"I believe our only course is to quarantine the huts closest to the cathedral and the casino. While we can't say exactly who the boots belong to, the tracks don't go very far at all, and this represents a proximity to the cathedral that can't be ignored. I'd say, oh, about 8 or so houses, including mine, and BlackDragonSlayer's."
The crowd murmured in approval. Clearly they would find the killer fast enough. After all, they had it narrowed down to 8 houses! This would be a snap. Satisfied, the Guardian nodded his head and stalked back inside his hut. The members of the crowd stared at each other disdainfully, suspicion plain in their eyes, and each went their separate ways. All except one.
"Open the door! I need to talk to you!" A high voice called out. The Guardian opened the door to see a girl standing there. "I know what you're planning. Let me help you. I have good eyes, and I might be able to spot something that can help you."
The Guardian considered the girl's offer, then decided if she could see he was up to something, she might be able to see what others were up to. So he told her to meet back at his hut at nightfall, then sent her away. Before she could go, however, she said one last bit:
"You know that that explanation isn't enough for the people. They want blood, and they'll do anything to get it." With that, she dashed off.
Sure enough, hours later her prediction came true. The mob came back, screaming, poking and prodding at each other, calling out people on suspicious behaviour they had seen in the past few hours. The Guardian remembered what the girl said.
"Do you wish for justice?" He called out. The mob roared its approval. The Guardian sighed, realizing that there was no other option, and waved his hand.
"Democracy rules. Decide who will be your wolf in sheep's clothing, and let him be sacrificed!" The mob hit a fever pitch, tearing at each other's rags and starting fistfights in the midst of the crowd. The Guardian had a feeling this would end badly, but it was his job to keep the peace. If it had to be done, sacrifices would have to be made along the way.
I'm here. finally
I swear I was going to do this last night but I fell asleep around 7 with my computer on my lap (if anyone doesn't believe me check the timestamp-its 8am on a saturday morning for me)
I'm the Seer. Originally I wasn't going to claim because I don't see the major need for an alliance in this game, but I could be wrong. I'm almost positive the guardian is still alive, so yeah-do your stuff. I feel like this game has a slight disadvantage because there's so many new players, so it's hard for me to have a strong suspicion just yet. I'm going to try and be in the chat room a bunch today so hmu there
ok bubbles if you die I'll kill you off in the story too :3
Great!
Quote from: mariolegofan on February 03, 2015, 09:37:59 AMHello
Quote from: mariolegofan on February 03, 2015, 09:46:26 AMGood point.....
Quote from: mariolegofan on February 04, 2015, 06:49:21 AMOooooh
Quote from: mariolegofan on February 06, 2015, 03:53:25 PMGreat Idea!
Quote from: mariolegofan on February 07, 2015, 07:26:58 AMGreat!
I love MLF's posts
Haha
Quote from: Bubbles on February 07, 2015, 05:22:22 AMI'm here. finally
I swear I was going to do this last nigopeningfell asleep around 7 with my computer on my lap (if anyone doesn't believe me check the timestamp-its 8am on a saturday morning for me)
I'm the Seer. Originally I wasn't going to claim because I don't see the major need for an alliance in this game, but I could be wrong. I'm almost positive the guardian is still alive, so yeah-do your stuff. I feel like this game has a slight disadvantage because there's so many new players, so it's hard for me to have a strong suspicion just yet. I'm going to try and be in the chat room a bunch today so hmu there
you're right, there isn't much need for a seer but it is good in 2 aspects. 1) someone to guide the humans, 2) doesnt give wolves an opening. Green seerings are clears and reds should be lynched anyway.
We should keep track of all the votes and stuff, that can help with forcing the wolves hand to wolf how we want them too.
in terms of a lynch, latios feels like he may be buddies with mlf.. that pairing looks plausible though it could be 2 humans complementing each other.
atm, it's absolutely impossible to figure out anything about mlf. I just wish he would post more.
Phase ends at 10 cst tonight, but I'll be working. Votes after the exact time will not be considered, no exceptions. I am strict in the interest of fairness.
So, 11 EST?
I can remove it later. Mlf, I'm putting a vote on you until you do something helpful or actually add something to the thread. Until then, you might be lynched.
Putting one chip on mlf
single on mlf
Quote from: NocturneOfShadow on February 07, 2015, 05:40:45 AMok bubbles if you die I'll kill you off in the story too :3
Glad to know I'm being considered
Quote from: Maelstrom on February 07, 2015, 06:08:00 PMSo, 11 EST?
Yes, aka 45 min from now
A little disappointed that no one has done anything (with the exception of mael and fank). Wolfing BDS is a sure fire way to cut activity, so an inactive wolf could fit right in. Right off the bat that makes me suspect jub and mlf, so I agree with the mlf lynch for today. I'm not going to vote personally though to conserve chips (or whatever they're called)
Not voting because MarioLegoFan is probably going to get lynched anyway...
I'm just trying to understand the reasoning here. MLF is getting lynched because him being inactive matches up with BDS being wolfed (and the game being quieter as a result)? Makes sense, I'm willing to roll with it, I guess.
MLF hasn't said anything in his defense...
What the heck?
Who said I'm a human?
Quote from: Latios212 on February 07, 2015, 07:40:06 PMI'm just trying to understand the reasoning here. MLF is getting lynched because him being inactive matches up with BDS being wolfed (and the game being quieter as a result)? Makes sense, I'm willing to roll with it, I guess.
MLF hasn't said anything in his defense...
Not what I meant, but if it came across like that I'm sorry. Everyone playing in this game currently that isn't fairly new has a history of being inactive (except for fank really). BDS being silenced would severely drop activity levels, making the entire game fairly quiet. If everyone is quiet it's easier for a wolf to blend in, because they're the same as everyone else
Now that's not the entire reason I'm ok with the mlf lynch. I have it as a standard thing for myself to lynch an inactive when I am 99% certain there are no other leads, since a quiet player isn't going to be much help anyways (besides their life counting for the humans if they
are human.) This might not be the best of plans, but when there isn't any other options at least it's something. I would have lynched an inactive regardless of who was wolfed last night if the game was as quiet as it is now.
Also, since there's some new players and I feel I haven't been being clear enough,
Guardian guard me next night phase.
I'm inactive cause there is really nothing going on.....
Quote from: mariolegofan on February 07, 2015, 08:48:03 PMI'm inactive cause there is really nothing going on.....
Quiet, you're dead. Dead people don't talk.
Quote from: Bubbles on February 07, 2015, 08:10:22 PMNot what I meant, but if it came across like that I'm sorry. Everyone playing in this game currently that isn't fairly new has a history of being inactive (except for fank really). BDS being silenced would severely drop activity levels, making the entire game fairly quiet. If everyone is quiet it's easier for a wolf to blend in, because they're the same as everyone else
Now that's not the entire reason I'm ok with the mlf lynch. I have it as a standard thing for myself to lynch an inactive when I am 99% certain there are no other leads, since a quiet player isn't going to be much help anyways (besides their life counting for the humans if they are human.) This might not be the best of plans, but when there isn't any other options at least it's something. I would have lynched an inactive regardless of who was wolfed last night if the game was as quiet as it is now.
Also, since there's some new players and I feel I haven't been being clear enough, Guardian guard me next night phase.
Ah okay, I understand.
Quote from: NocturneOfShadow on February 07, 2015, 08:49:04 PMQuiet, you're dead. Dead people don't talk.
Was that a confirmation? I'm looking forward to the story :D
Quote from: Latios212 on February 07, 2015, 08:54:42 PMWas that a confirmation? I'm looking forward to the story :D
Yeah.....No one over said I was dead.
Quote from: mariolegofan on February 07, 2015, 08:57:44 PMYeah.....No one over said I was dead.
noct said that hammer was still at 11, story comes later when he can post.
A mlf was a good lynch imo because of latios/mlf pairing... reactions seem evident that they are not a pairing
For those gambling, fank/mael seems like a good bet, mael has more vote charges and might be a safer bet in that concept, or you could switch and vote me
my gamble will be on mael (obviously)
I'll post a list of votes spent later when I have a chance.
Ok. This is my last post then.
Quote from: mariolegofan on February 07, 2015, 08:57:44 PMYeah.....No one over said I was dead.
Quote from: NocturneOfShadow on February 07, 2015, 05:54:29 PMPhase ends at 10 cst tonight, but I'll be working. Votes after the exact time will not be considered, no exceptions. I am strict in the interest of fairness.
TWG rules state you are dead.
Quote from: Latios212 on February 07, 2015, 08:54:42 PMAh okay, I understand.
Oh no!
Maelstrom loses a story point for not noticing his cameo I gave him
Anyway, here's some impromptu, sorry it's so short I'll do something longer tomorrow to make up for it. I need sleep :P
Chapter 3- Something to Sigh About
Some time later, the Guardian came out of his hut to find the people had found a "champion". They kicked him, they bit him, they slapped him and spit on him. MarioLegoFan was thrown in front of the Guardian. He raised his head toward the man. The Guardian could see desperation and innocence in his eyes. Yet from another angle he could clearly see the blazing eyes of a madman. He sighed with frustration. There was no way he was getting out of this. Closing his eyes, he took his sword from his back, winded up, and gave a mighty swing straight toward MarioLegoFan's head. Flinching as he felt the resistance in front of his sword suddenly give way, the mob roared in an almighty rampage. The Guardian opened his eyes, but averted his head. He motioned for people to take away the mangled body, and the mob followed after. Only the girl stayed. The Guardian let out a shaky breath.
"You don't have to say anything," the girl responded. "I understand. The mob is satisfied, and the way will be clear for us to investigate."
"You're not coming with me. It's too dangerous."
"Really? You're going to pull that old cliche on me? I'll be fine. Besides, you won't find anything without me!" She reminded him.
The Guardian sighed once more, drawing this one out.
"Fine. Come back in a few hours."
"Fine." The girl started to prance off.
"Wait!" She halted. "How might I address you?"
She turned and smiled. "Call me Bubbles."
The seer in game and in the story have now merged. If one dies, the other will die.
game update/read the story first!
1. mariolegofan
2. maelstrom
3. AwesomeYears
4. fank009
5. BlackDragonSlayer
6. Bubbles
7. Jub3r7
8. Latios212
MarioLegoFan's head got brutally cleaned out by a one-man mob. (Sorry bout that...) It is now Night 2. Night 2 ends at 9:00:00 PM CST on Sunday, February 8th. This is a short phase, so make your bets quickly!
(ps fank I'm keeping track of how many vote counters everyone has, so if you want you can check up with me after the game ends.)
o.O
I had a cameo?
Chapter 4-Investigations
As night once again fell on the village, all the townspeople flocked to the cathedral. All except for two, that is. Bubbles and the Guardian rendezvoused in front of his hut and started staring at each other. Both were unwilling to be the first one to speak. At length they seemed to reach an accord and, instead of speaking to each other, simply nodded and started marching toward the cathedral together. When they reached the cathedral, rather than go in they walked past it and stopped in front of MarioLegoFan's house. The Guardian was the first to break the silence.
"I suppose this is as good a place to start as any," he muttered. "Bubbles, do you have any clue what we should be looking for?"
"First and foremost we should be looking for the boots that match the print. Do you have it?"
"Right here." He took the rough boot print sketch out of his pocket. Handing it to Bubbles, he lightly pushed the door. It
wasn't locked. He stepped inside, then motioned for Bubbles to follow. Bubbles walked in and gasped. He turned questioningly at her and saw she was pointing to something on the floor in front of them. He examined the pair of boots in front of him, looking at the treads.
"This is the exact same boot!" He announced. "There's even a bit of blood on this one!"
Bubbles nodded, then opened the nearby closet. Well, it wasn't so much a closet as a cupboard, but it held clothes so people called them closets anyway.
"How rich was MarioLegoFan?" She asked.
"Not particularly. Why?"
"There's another pair of boots in here. It takes a lot of money before someone can afford to waste money on a second pair of boots."
The Guardian sighed, realizing it meant nothing for or against MarioLegoFan's innocence. This Zanoffe was better than he could have imagined. He continued looking around the small hut, seeing nothing in the main room. He moved over to the back room and looked around. There were a lot of interesting items here. He needed Bubbles so that he could discover a clue. As if summoned, Bubbles walked into the back room and looked around.
"Hmmm," she whispered. "There's definitely some useful bits in here- nothing condemning MarioLegoFan, but it could certainly help condemn someone else."
The Guardian nodded. He started to pick up objects, one at a time, and examine them. Wooden picture frames, eating utensils, anything within reach, he brought it close and looked for clues. Without much success, he leaned back and watched Bubbles do the same thing on the other side of the room. She was digging through the items at a rapid rate, as though she were looking for something specific rather than any thing at all. Eventually, she stopped and said, "There's nothing here. We'd better go." Putting everything back, they stepped out of the hut and walked down the path.
"It's getting late. Everyone will be done gambling soon," the Guardian said.
"Sure, but there's one more house I need to check out. I have a good feeling about this one!" She said as she dashed across the town.
The Guardian rolled his eyes and sauntered after her.
* * *
"Do you think he will fall for it, sir?" Two shadowy figures, one tall and regal, the other hunched and timid, were sitting in a slightly darkened room, in front of a desk. The larger one responded.
"It would be foolish to believe the Guardian will fall for a trick so obvious. Rather, I put my boots in MarioLegoFan's hut to remove suspicion from him. My ultimate goal is to torture the Guardian into submission, force him to watch his fellow peasants die, one by one, as he searches for the true master of this town."
"But what if he discovers you?" The smaller man questioned.
"I will not be discovered, for I am staying here. Rather, you must go out and discover the location of the man who won tonight. People have been profiting more than usual lately, and I must put an end to it. This village... is mine."
Phase ends in under an hour.
TWC Post
I will be replacing NocturneOfShadow as Host of the game, seeing as he has been banned. Please send all game related PM's to me.
The Phase will be extended to February 9th at 11PM EST.
EDIT: Also, everyone please send me your Role PM so that I know everyone's Roles.
AND NO LYING!
On your PMs to mashi, I mean.
Voting power Chart (at the beginning of this phase (according to my point of view)
Fank 3 (-1, N1; -1, D1)
Maelstrom 5 (+1, N1;-1 D1)
Everyone else 5 No gambles/votes
Am I missing anything?
A little bird has informed me that the story has unjustly ended. :(
Awwwwwwww......
Quote from: Mashi on February 09, 2015, 08:59:22 AMA little bird has informed me that the story has unjustly ended. :(
Who?
vermilionvermin
Night 2 is now over. femalestrom has been wolfed! It is now Day 2. Day 2 ends February 11th at 11PM EST.
1. mariolegofan
2. maelstrom
3. AwesomeYears
4. fank009
5. BlackDragonSlayer
6. Bubbles
7. Jub3r7
8. Latios212
Do I get a death post?
Oh well. Hey, at least I wasn't lynched AGAIN for appearing wolfish.
And I still can't tell where my story cameo was.......
Q to ask, did anyone gamble???
also, seering results bubbles? greens are safe, reds we lynch
Quote from: NocturneOfShadow on February 03, 2015, 05:04:40 AM"I told you he would die! He announced his win far too loudly for someone to not be jealous!" cried a voice.
I found Maelstrom in Chapter 2. Didn't gamble though
Quote from: Latios212 on February 09, 2015, 08:21:48 PMI found Maelstrom in Chapter 2. Didn't gamble though
Im expecting a double vote out of you...
no one should have a reason to Not double in this important phase.
Quote from: fank009 on February 09, 2015, 08:27:34 PMIm expecting a double vote out of you...
no one should have a reason to Not double in this important phase.
Yeah, I probably will go for it. Gonna think about it first. Day 1 I didn't really need to use any, but might as well use the ones I've been saving. Not too many days left really. Probably will be on chat tomorrow
I'm going to hold off on giving the results until I hear a little more from everyone. I don't want anyone's opinions skewed, and we have a nice long day phase to organize our thoughts.
fyi, "everyone" means more than just latios and fank
lol i have infinite homework and i guess while im not working on it i'll work on this!
i will reread and take note of the remaining players' behavior, make a comment and consider placing a vote. if phase nears end and my vote is really important, text me at 9712-JUB3R7
...well not really what I expected, but I don't want to wait any longer. I seered Latios red
... nothing????
absolutley nothing???
what, do you expect me to come up with everything???
in a chatroom...
http://client00.chat.mibbit.com/?server=irc.NFnet.org&channel=%23WWchat
(that should work?)
Well, excuse me, Day 2 has ended!
Quote from: Mashi on February 09, 2015, 08:01:00 PMNight 2 is now over. malestrom has been wolfed!
You misspelled Maelstrom.
Quote from: King Sammer on February 11, 2015, 04:08:20 PMWell, excuse me, Day 2 has ended!
Excuse me, you're not the host. It is still daytime. Watch your timezones.
Spoiler
Quote from: King Sammer on February 11, 2015, 04:08:20 PMWell, excuse me, Day 2 has ended!
You misspelled Maelstrom.
on
Latios for now...
Not only the red seering... but there is a really awkward post back on day 1...
Quote from: Latios212 on February 07, 2015, 07:40:06 PMI'm just trying to understand the reasoning here. MLF is getting lynched because him being inactive matches up with BDS being wolfed (and the game being quieter as a result)? Makes sense, I'm willing to roll with it, I guess.
MLF hasn't said anything in his defense...
Note the bolded part... at worse the whole thing is a defense for a scumbuddy.
Quote from: fank009 on February 11, 2015, 04:17:38 PMthere is a really awkward post back on day 1...
Hey, I was just trying to understand Bubbles` post. I didn't really catch everything Bubbles said. And isn't it generally expected for someone to defend themselves when they are accused? o-o
Being seen as red sucks. I'm not bad. x.x Going to vote
double for
Jub3r7 to offset the vote on me but not really expecting to live.
Instas dont happen in this game because of the unknown amount of votes in play right? Or they'd be pretty unlikely anyway. One on Latios
Also I think nos is coming back tonight, and I really hope he continues the story :<
Phase ends in a bit less than an hour and a half after this post. Fixed the typo of maelstronk's name.
NocturneOfShadow told me he might not feel up to hosting, so it's possible that I'll have to take over for the rest of the game if that's the case. In which case, I apologise, but I won't be able to continue the story and keep up the legacy. :(
EDIT: Sorry, Bubbles, I forgot to reply to your question on Instas! I don't see any formulaic way of determining when they occur, so I'm going to rule that there won't be any Instas in the game.
Hey guys! Your friendly neighborhood symbiote here!
When I discovered I was banned (I was in the process of writing the phase update!) for posting my opinion on the worthlessness of growing up, I thought quickly and copy pasted the phase update to tinychat, hoping someone would be nice enough to pass it on, as it were. Unfortunately, nobody did that, and my story update got sucked up into the void that is disappeared tinychat. I was unable to view the forums until I was at school (take that IP ban!) when I saw that nobody had posted my story! I felt as though my brainchild had died, and necromancy is wrong so I am currently unable to revive my story. Until then, you guys can end it however you imagined. I saw mashi's post telling everyone to claim, but I, knowing how inactive the game was, took desperate measures to send mashi the necessary information (some amount of LLF may or may not have been involved) to host the game. (I also noticed that kefka had edited his post before I actually had finished responding, and edits don't notify! But that's spilt milk) So I've decided to leave the hosting to Mashi's capable hands (you know they are) so that I can focus on other more important things, like girls and money and my toon link amiibo.
Also having an insta would be revealing info that's supposed to be kept secret for bluffs, so that shouldn't happen. NOT LIKE AN INSTA WOULD OCCUR WITH YOUR GUYS' ACTIVITY ANYWAY
TL;DR lame spiderman reference, mashi can stay host, no more story, It is now night 3 Latios212 has been lynched good luck.
When does the phase end?
Quote from: NocturneOfShadow on February 11, 2015, 09:11:24 PMno more story, It is now night 3 Latios212 has been lynched good luck.
Darn, one of the reasons I picked this game was because of the story. I enjoyed it too. Oh well, see you guys post-game. :P
Really sorry that I didn't update. Was very fatigued yesterday. Thank you, Nocturne, for doing so on my behalf.
I'll take over for the rest of the game, so all PMs can be sent to me.
Oh, dumb, I forgot to post about the Phase end.
Because of my negligence, I'll end the Night Phase February 13th at 11PM EST.
in 14 days?
good
water u taking abowt
it seems like I have little to no advice to give for gambles this time, because its not needed, because everyone can get 2 charges in without gambling...(-me)
Prolly going to be killed for activity if it means anything
good luck next phase
Quote from: fank009 on February 12, 2015, 08:53:47 PMit seems like I have little to no advice to give for gambles this time, because its not needed, because everyone can get 2 charges in without gambling...(-me)
Prolly going to be killed for activity if it means anything
good luck next phase
Something I forgot Bubbles, good luck with your seering
Night 3 is now over. Jub3r7 has been wolfed! It is now Day 3. Day 3 ends February 15th at 11PM EST.
1. mariolegofan
2. maelstrom
3. AwesomeYears
4. fank009
5. BlackDragonSlayer
6. Bubbles
7. Jub3r7
8. Latios212
wow. wOw. Woah.
50/50 shot and I've got a red seering
Quote from: Bubbles on February 13, 2015, 08:07:34 PMwow. wOw. Woah.
50/50 shot and I've got a red seering
And that is interesting news...
I see the idea behind it... but there's a few things that don't make sense...
single on AwesomeYears for now. Bubbles is seer, Im not a wolf, so vote on for now. Would be interesting to see who that red seering was, (it could have been any of me/AY/Juber, granted juber wasnt guardian)
why would you take me??? you must be banking on something...
... I feel like we are just going to wait for the game to end.
or do the spectators want one last post from me...
I'm probably going to regret this later but I've got no choice but to go with my gut on this one... Double on Awesomeyears
AY, You are the only optimal choice for wolf right now. Bubbles is seer, And I can't be a wolf. I would have won already if I was a wolf.
Option 1) I can't be the master wolf. With my partner being the wolf shuffler, I could have won last phase by making the numbers even and gambling on there not being a succesful guardian to make it parity. MLF can't be my partner, I easily could have deflected the vote onto latios Day 1, Latios can't be my partner, see aforementioned victory
Option 2) I can't be the wolf shuffler, I would be playing a lot differently, and I would be set up for what the situation may be now
So, with it being known to me that I'm not the wolf, (I put my case to bubbles privately, aren't I a genius (basically the above post xD)) and bubbles is seer, you are the only option left.
...
I have this nagging feeling though, that we can't do anything about it...
well Im going to make your job easier next phase, I pushed all-in on Juber to die last phase, and am thus invincible. instead of being so close yet so far on a foolish wolfing decision, I'll make it easier for you, Bubbles is your best bet.
Or if you want you can just place a vote down. or convince bubbles Im a wolf... (thats why you took me right?)
Day 3 is over. AwesomeYears was lynched, but he survived! It is now Night 4. Night 4 ends February 16th at 11PM EST.
1. mariolegofan
2. maelstrom
3. AwesomeYears
4. fank009
5. BlackDragonSlayer
6. Bubbles
7. Jub3r7
8. Latios212
Quote from: Mashi on February 15, 2015, 08:18:17 PMDay 3 is over. AwesomeYears was lynched, but he survived!
Me and my big mouth....
well, lets get this over and done with...
:D :D :D :D :D :D
So much things wrong with that quote...
Also, phase is over :P
whoops
Night 4 is over. Bubbles was attacked, but survived! It is now Day 4. Day 4 ends February 18th at 11PM EST.
1. mariolegofan
2. maelstrom
3. AwesomeYears
4. fank009
5. BlackDragonSlayer
6. Bubbles
7. Jub3r7
8. Latios212
...
Crap
I forfeit
THAT...
Is what I call a bluff...
GG
Awesome years
Since AwesomeYears has forfeited, the game has ended. Congratulations, Humans win!