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Old 05-03-2007, 02:30 PM   #618
Nogrod
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Originally Posted by Shastanis Althreduin
One thing I noticed, though... the whole bit about the votes being posted on the thread basically nullified the free kill given by the Lynch Seer... because no one wanted to give the person being lynched a free kill, and since they knew who was being lynched....
As we knew we had lynched Spm with 6 votes against Legate's 4?

I personally found that particular idea (and all this secret voting-stuff) the most interesting. It gave this game it's distinct flavour and some added excitement.

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Originally Posted by Eomer the bloodthirsty
It was an interesting game but kind of depressing from our point of view because we realised very early that we had little chance of winning. Villagers did well though.
I'm not sure you had bad chances in the beginning. You saw how f.ex. myself and Roa were pretty much tearing each other apart (oh those bad/good ol'days) and how even in the last evening Spm was getting his nice theories why I was the last vamp etc...

I mean too many loud innocents seem to end up lynching each other almost every time. Think if Boro or Mac would have had more time in their hands and had not been declared innocents! The focus of discussion would have been in all the wrong matters (from the villagers point pof view).

Or if the shade would have decided to stay ambivalent a bit longer... and wouldn't have dreamt of you Eomer in the first place!

And the cobbler surely messed with us quite nicely...! *coughMaccough*
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