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Hahaha.
You know what happens when people say my lists and opinions look fabricated? Most, if not all of the time. Either A) They are wolves and are trying to find someone to lynch or throw under a moving ship to save themselves. Or B) They actually have nothing to say. ;) |
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Can someone answer this? If Rikae is truthful, and as Boro said, the hunter is more dangerous known to the baddies, what would the reason be for broadcasting her current pick, as well as who she's considering for the next Night? What if she's made the wrong choice?
They lose nothing by doing away with her in the Night. |
No answer now? Doesn't matter. I probably wouldn't be believin' ye now if ye did answer me.
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I could help you in your dilemma by switching my vote to you, though, if you like... |
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It's too late for this.
I'm staying the course. Let the cards fall as they may. |
Gwath, while I agree that the other people voting for you may not have the best reasons, I'm afraid I still suspect you more than the rest o' the crew.
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Don't expect me to answer your questions instantly, I'm not just sitting by the computer.
I think recent posts give me an idea what's going on here (which is a very nice thing for a hunter to have): Izzy looks like a co-conspirator. Gwath appears to be an aggressor. Sally is not an aggressor, in that case. Inzil is either not thinking at all before typing, or evil.] It appears my reveal has been very helpful - which it would not have been if I had not made it in time to influence people's actions. :p |
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I personally think the Hunter is more dangerous not known to the baddies.
If known, why would the baddies try to kill them? Hunter could be hunting one of them. Trying would be like waving a flag saying "Woof Woof. I'm a baddie!". Also if more dangerous known, then why isn't the hunter known from the beginning? I think she said she was looking for those willing to lynch Sally/Lommy.. or something of that nature. If people are un-willing to lynch either of those, then it could suggest that one of them or both is a wolf. If Hunter is hunting an innocent and blurts it out... X'd since #407. |
Arrr, this be sour. At this point, I more than likely will be votin' either Annu, since I don't feel like dyin' today, or Rikae, whose hunter claim doesn't make a great deal of sense to me - though there be no reason she couldn't wait till tomorrow.
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At first I didn't think Inzy's initial mistrust of Rikae was suspicious, but now that he insists on it, I get a co-conspiratory feeling from him.
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++Gwathagor
To take the winds out of the sails of the Rikae-waggon. |
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Arr, shipmates, now that Rikae ha' revealed, I reckon we can no be lynchin' her toDay.
She might be lyin', 'tis, true, but we dursn't risk lynchin' th' venger. --Rikae. EDIT:X'd wi' some lubbers. |
I be agreein' that yon Izzy is liker a co-conspie than anythin'.
An' Mr Gangrenous, ye ha' made fair p'ints against Rikae to begin wi', but ye ha' taken it too far– can ye not see 'tis too great a risk to lynch her? Now who to vote? EDIT: punctuation. |
I think the helpfulness of your reveal, remains to be seen.
If you thought so.. your vote speaks otherwise. ++Nog For reasons stated previously. X'd with Nerwen. |
++Annu.
'Tis he or Gwath... they both looks summat suspic-u-ous. EDIT:X'd wi' Izzy. |
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++Annu
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Belay that talk! Deadline. I should probably check my tally since it was close, but I believe it is Annu who is dead.
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EDIT: "and that you honestly think you're that brilliant" That is unforgivable. Apparently you're not just offended because I supposedly think you're stupid, but because I have a higher opinion of myself than you consider appropriate. Outrageous. I'm seriously considering dropping out of the game now. I don't need to put up with this crap. |
Day 3
It was a steamin' day 'n th' tension on th' Grey Gaurhoth was almost as stiflin' as th' heat. Th' crew was droppin' like flies, 'n yet they remained as clueless as ever as to who their mutineers could be. They argued 'n discussed, 'n fin'ers went in all directions.
When accusations were flung at Puffy Shirt Rikae, she retorted, "Well if ye lynch me, then that Legless Sally Dawkins dies too." Her claim as avenger had various responses; some found themselves willin' to believe her, while others remained a wee bit more paranoid. "Why reveal now?" asked Inziladun Jones. "Ye weren't 'bout to walk th' plank just yet." But in th' end, it was decided that High-Pitched Annu was bein' far too sneaky fer her own jolly. Surely she was up to no good, 'n to be rid 'o her would be fer th' better 'o th' crew. "Have ye any final words?" Shark Tooth Shasta asked th' surgeon. But Annu, tired from th' day's events, was too busy takin' a caulk to notice her own fate. Poop Deck Kath gave her a harrrd nudge, but she only rolled over 'n continued to snore. Shruggin', Cowerin' Gwath said, "Well, who said she had to be awake fer her own execution?" So Almost-Blind Nerwen picked up High-Pitched Annu's saw 'n began sawin' her right down th' middle. Meanwhile, th' surgeon continued to snore away. Halfway through, she began to giggle 'n she muttered, "Arrr, that tickles," then resumed snorin'. When Nerwen finished, High-Pitched Annu had be split in a pair. Immediately, her bottom half jumped to its feet 'n ran around in confused circle in a similar manner to a headless chicken. After 'bout a jolly five minutes, th' dizzy legs wobbled, then toppled overboard wit' a loud plop. When High-Pitched Annu finally awoke, dusk had already settled in. Her long nap had left her feelin' rejuvenated, yet she could not help but feel 'tis odd ting'lin' sensation below her... "Avast, thar, whar did me legs be off?" she cried aloud. Lookin' around, she observed th' pool 'o blood she was lyin' on 'n th' pair 'o very familiar footprints that circled her several times over, then led straight off th' edge 'o th' deck. Th' surgeon sighed. "Well, they may have gotten me bottom half, but at least me better half remains onboard. Hands be all a surgeon needs 'n so long as I got them, I be jolly." 'An since she had no legs to take her to her bunk, High-Pitched Annu closed her eyes 'n went back to sleep on th' deck. The Living: -Legless Sally Dawkins ~ Carpenter -Puffy Shirt Rikae ~ Cabin Boy -Pirate Lommy the Infected ~ Quartermaster -Gangrenous Inziladun Jones ~ Pilot -Pirate Boromir the Malformed ~ Gunner -Stutterin’ Wilwa Scab ~ Cook -Shark Tooth Shasta ~ First mate -Snifflin’ Mac Sparrow ~ Cooper -Almost-Blind Nerwen ~ Navigator/Sea Artist -Poop Deck Kath ~ Musician (Pipe) -Cowerin' Gwath Slasher ~ Powder Monkey -Pirate Nogrod the Fashionably Late ~ Gunner -Ham-Hands Izzy ~ Striker -Short Ruth Mithril ~ Cook -Stinkin' Eön Bloodbeard ~ Powder Monkey The Ghosted: -Black Death Brinn ~ Captain ~ shish kabobed (mod) -Slippery McCabbie Dagger ~ Boatswain ~ danced the hempen jig -Lil' Green the Staggering Drunk ~ Powder Monkey ~ drank up all the rum -Dancin' Mira Blythe ~ Striker ~ danced her way off the deck -Whinin’ Eomer Bonny ~ Musician (Pur-loined Violin) ~ his pur-loined violin pur-loined him (or rather, his life) -High-Pitched Annu ~ Surgeon ~ halved by her own saw Night 4 has begun. Gifteds and aggressors, do whatever you need to do. |
Night 4
That nightfall, Stutterin' Wilwa Scab could not sleep. While everyone else's minds were on who to lynch next, her thoughts remained elsewhere. Sighin', she pulled out her journal 'n began to doodle. In th' candlelight, th' scribblin's could be read as "I heart Davy Jones."
She whispered to herself, "Oh Davy Jones, don't ye be knowin' how I lust ye? Just gift me a sign 'n I'll be yours fer all eternity." 'An as though Davy Jones had indeed heard her, Wilwa Scab shifted her candlelight to spot baskin' in th' small flame's glow, a small chest wit' a dagger restin' on top. "Well, I suppose that's gunna do," said th' cook. Grabbin' th' chest 'n dagger, she eagerly ran up to th' top 'o th' deck. Above deck, th' air smelled 'o salt 'n dark clouds threatened that a rainstorm was on its way. Standin' at th' railin', Wilwa Scab closed her eyes 'n smiled. "I can almost spy wit' me eye ye now, Davy Jones," she gushed. Without further thought, she plunged th' dagger into her chest 'n wit' it, she dug out her own heart. She then carefully placed her heart inside th' chest, shut it tight, then threw it into th' sea. Wilwa Scab watched th' chest disappear wit' a giddy smile on her face. Her smile soon turned to worry as she realised she was still on deck. "Oh begad," she moaned. "Bein' a ghost be just plain rotten. How be th' infamous tale 'bout th' affair 'o Wilwa Scab 'n Davy Jones ever to be told if I be to forever walkin' upon 'tis cursed ship?" Th' disappointed Wilwa sat below upon th' deck 'n waited fer her lover to snatch her away. Unfortunately fer th' cook, it was a wait that could take a very long time. Th' next mornin', th' crew woke to find th' body 'o Wilwa Scab. She told them her desperate tale, 'n it was apparent that she was her own victim, not th' aggressors'. Yet no other body could be found in sight. "What happened?" wondered Lommy th' Infected. "Be all th' aggressors dead?" "Nah," Boromir th' Malformed replied. "If that were so, we wouldn't still be in 'tis mess. Seems that not only be these swabs filthy mutineers, but they be lazy too." "Lucky fer us," noted Ham-Hands Izzy. The Living: -Legless Sally Dawkins ~ Carpenter -Puffy Shirt Rikae ~ Cabin Boy -Pirate Lommy the Infected ~ Quartermaster -Gangrenous Inziladun Jones ~ Pilot -Pirate Boromir the Malformed ~ Gunner -Shark Tooth Shasta ~ First mate -Snifflin’ Mac Sparrow ~ Cooper -Almost-Blind Nerwen ~ Navigator/Sea Artist -Poop Deck Kath ~ Musician (Pipe) -Cowerin' Gwath Slasher ~ Powder Monkey -Pirate Nogrod the Fashionably Late ~ Gunner -Ham-Hands Izzy ~ Striker -Short Ruth Mithril ~ Cook -Stinkin' Eön Bloodbeard ~ Powder Monkey The Ghosted: -Black Death Brinn ~ Captain ~ shish kabobed (mod) -Slippery McCabbie Dagger ~ Boatswain ~ danced the hempen jig -Lil' Green the Staggering Drunk ~ Powder Monkey ~ drank up all the rum -Dancin' Mira Blythe ~ Striker ~ danced her way off the deck -Whinin’ Eomer Bonny ~ Musician (Pur-loined Violin) ~ his pur-loined violin pur-loined him (or rather, his life) -High-Pitched Annu ~ Surgeon ~ halved by her own saw -Stutterin’ Wilwa Scab ~ Cook ~ gave her heart to Davy Jones Day 4 has begun. Start talkin'. |
Iiiiinterestin'. So there was no kill because of inactivity?
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First thing toDay is to explain, not defend, my vote for Rikae.
As I said earlier, I thought the timing of the reveal highly suspect. It simply seemed unnecessary at that point. I began asking questions of Rikae which I thought reasonable. I had no intention of voting for her at first, even though many people were not there at that time and a counter claim still seemed at least possible to me. Still, I was willing to wait til the next Day to see what the others would say when given a chance. Then, I was met with this: Quote:
It's no more complex than that. Make of it what you will. |
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Mehbe Willa was the kill, so Brinn didn't modfire her because....well, because I suppose, since she was just going to be ghosted anyway. What do you think? Plausible?
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There are no mutineers and Brin is running some sort of sick and twisted experiment on us all.
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If that's the case I'm suing for plagiarism, because I totally thought of it when doing my game. (Then again, who hasn't?!:p) |
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Hmm... So I'm guessing that either the wolves forgot/weren't able to send their kill or a modifiring takes the place of a kill to give us clueless innocents more of a chance.
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All this time and no one else has been here? After the chaos yesterDay? :p |
And just before I start being accused of bandwaggoning (like Gwath already did yesterday), I would like to say that I was working on my list and vote post at the same time (on different tabs) and so didn't see Wilwa's vote until I refreshed the thread before posting my vote post (if you look carefully you'll see I added the x-post bit just before I posted my vote post).
Just wanted to point that out... Now to mutineer hunting! (No, that's not a reveal :rolleyes:) edit: didn't x-post |
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I think the narration implies quite clearly that the mutineers didn't send in a kill. Why, it is an interesting question. The most probable reason is that they messed it up - someone promised to send in the kill and forgot, the others left it up to one of them and s/he didn't happen to come to be around before DL, anything. That's happened before. Or then, they didn't send in a kill in order to confuse us. I think our Cap' has done that as a wolf and with rather confusing results. So, sadly, I don't think we can deduce much of the kill - except that I'm slightly inclined to agree with Nerwen that if the mutineers were all alive, the chance to such a slip would be smaller (if it was a slip). And with no clear reason this missing kill makes me suspicious of the missing Nogrod. :rolleyes::D
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