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TWG LXXIV: Poker Face

Started by mikey, February 03, 2015, 05:04:40 AM

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fank009

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
I come for the sheet music but stay for the ...

BlackDragonSlayer

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

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And the moral of the story: Quit while you're a head.

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AwesomeYears

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)

fank009

If people are in the chat post logs so those not involved can follow.
I come for the sheet music but stay for the ...

Sebastian

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!



Latios212

There's no one here though... ???

Thoughts, anyone?
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Maelstrom


fank009

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.
I come for the sheet music but stay for the ...

Maelstrom

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.

mikey

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
unmotivated

fank009

Quote from: BlackDragonSlayer on February 03, 2015, 04:06:58 PM
Seer should probably claim.
Bumping for awareness also I wont have access to chat till day 2
I come for the sheet music but stay for the ...

Jub3r7

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.
It's dangerous to go alone, take me with you! [JUB has joined the party.]

Jub3r7

I didn't place any bets as the chance of guessing who was wolfed last night was pretty small.
It's dangerous to go alone, take me with you! [JUB has joined the party.]

mikey

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.
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unmotivated

Bubbles

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