WWLXII: Dead Men Do Tell Tales

[Macalaure]

Originally Posted by Boro

Why so sure about Mira's role?

I'm not. As you can see from my list up there, I don't know about her at all. But she will most probably be modfired, so she will be dead anyway. Why waste the lynch opportunity?

[Boromir88]

I'm not. As you can see from my list up there, I don't know about her at all. But she will most probably be modfired, so she will be dead anyway. Why waste the lynch opportunity?~Mac

We're technically not wasting one though, we are just delaying the oppurtunity for a day. We're really just looking at the same thing from two different ways...either we take the oppurtunity today, lynch someone else and lose Mira (that amounts to a doube lynching) as well as all likely hood losing someone else at night from the wolf kill. Or we pass the oppurtunity, but gain it back by avoding losing 2 people in one day, and thus gain the oppurtunity back.

[Macalaure]

Nerwen -> Inzy
Mith -> Nogrod
Annu -> Shasta
Rikae -> Shasta (2)
Kath -> Annu
Eomer -> Mira
Shasta -> Rikae
Wilwa -> Eonwe
Rikae -- Shasta (1) -> Mira (2)
Nogrod -> Eomer
Mac -> Eomer (2)
Boro -> Mira (3)
Inzy -> Annu (2)
Gwath -> Mira (4)
Izzy -> Mac

Mira 4, Eomer, Annu 2, plenty o' 1's.

[Macalaure]

Too tired to go into this in much detail, but

Originally Posted by Boro

We're technically not wasting one though, we are just delaying the oppurtunity for a day.

Not necessarily. We are saving one kill, that means we gain one phase, not one day.

[Nerwen]

Look, ye dogs, if ye be goin' to waste the vote entire, we may as well follow Shasty's advice o' lynchin' th' powder-monkey!

[Brinniel]

Deadline. Mirandir has been lynched. Looks mod-fire won't be necessary after all.

I don't think I'll be writing the narration tonight as I worked today a nine hour shift on my feet which means I am tired and hurting. The narration probably won't be written until shortly before the Night's deadline since I intern during the day, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem since no new info will be given. My apologies as I hate not writing a narration right away, but considering I'm having trouble keeping my eyes open, it probably wouldn't be too decent anyway.

[Brinniel]

Th' crew was slightly disheartened by th' death 'o their claimed spy. It didn't help that they couldn't completely take her word fer it; while some did, others were more cautious. Thar would be no way to be knowin' th' staggerin' drunk's true alignment so long as her ghost wandered th' ship.

Th' second day was just as intense as th' first, if not more, as th' crewmembers began to turn on each other, one by one. Mira Blythe couldn't take th' insanity. Halfway through th' day, she fell silent 'n as she stared out into th' sea, she wondered if she would be better off in Davy Jones' treasure chest. But she did not jump, as this day th' sea looked cold 'n uninvitin' while th' deck remained warm 'n gleamin'.

Meanwhile, th' other crewmembers were not grog-filled wit' Dancin' Mira's self-removal from th' conflict at hand.
"'Tis not fair," complained Boromir th' Malformed. "She's not even tryin' to help figure out who the culprits be. We'll never get anythin' done if not all hands participate."
"Aye," Puffy Shirt Rikae agreed. "We might as well murder her. 'tis not like she wants to stick around anyway."
'An so it was decided that Mira Blythe would be th' next to be off.

"But how we dispose 'o her?" wondered Cowerin' Gwath.
Th' crew scratched their heads as they attempted to come up wit' a clever execution.
"Ooh ooh, I be knowin'!" cried out Eomer Bonny. "If Dancin' Mira loves to dance so much, why not gift her some proper dancin' shoes?" He held up a pair 'o iron shoes. "Poop Deck Kath 'n me can even provide th' music."

Dancin' Mira's dancin' shoes were fitted 'n prepared as they sat under some steamin' coals. When th' iron began to glow orange, they were ready to be placed on th' striker's feet. Th' musicians began to play; Poop Deck Kath piped a jolly tune while Whinin' Eomer screeched on his violin what th' crew could only assume were notes. Once th' shoes were on her feet, Dancin' Mira immediately hopped up 'n started to dance a jig. Th' crew clapped 'n cheered as she hopped up 'n down shriekin' from th' pain, her feet beginnin' to sizzle. Th' others enjoyed it so much, they didn't notice that Mira Blythe had shifted her jig towards th' edge 'o th' deck. "Ow, ow, ow," Dancin' Mira gritted through her teeth, but she continued to put on a fake smile purely fer entertainment reasons. Her feet nearly seared to th' bone, suddenly th' cold sea did not look so uninvitin'. As she neared th' ship's railin', she grabbed hold 'n threw herself over. Dancin' Mira disappeared wit' a splash followed by a hiss.

"Well, I guess that takes care 'o it," Mac Sparrow shrugged.
"Not quite," answered a voice.
Th' crew turned around to find a extra wet seaweed-covered Mira Blythe standin' behind them.
"Shiver me timbers," gasped Shark Tooth Shasta.
"Ye were just- how did ye get back up here?" gaped Ham-Hands Izzy.
Dancin' Mira shrugged. "I be in Davy Jones' treasure chest, remember? Cursed to walk th' ship among all th' other ghosts hearty thanks to ye lot."
It was yet another reminder to th' crew that death would not necessarily solve all their problems.


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
-High-Pitched Annu ~ Surgeon
-Whinin’ Eomer Bonny ~ Musician (Pur-loined Violin)
-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


Night 3 has begun. Aggressors, protectors, spies, avengers, whatever....do what you need to do.

[Brinniel]

That nightfall when Eomer Bonny returned to his bunk, he noticed his violin had gone missin'. Frantically he searched all around him, but it was nowhere to be found.
"Lookin' fer somethin'?" said a voice from behind.
Eomer Bonny turned around to find a hidden form holdin' his violin.
"Avast, thar, ye be pur-loinin' me violin," he accused.
"Me pur-loinin'?" replied th' mysterious form. "Maybe. But I believe it was ye who pur-loined it first."
"So what if I did? I be a scurvy pirate. What else do ye expect?"
Th' stranger shrugged. "Nothin' different, really, I suppose. But that don't change th' fact that I be goin' to murder ye."

Th' next mornin', th' crew arose to discover th' body 'o Eomer Bonny lyin' next to his bunk. An E-string was wrapped tightly around his neck 'n a bow protruded from his chest. Next to him lay his violin, smashed into pieces.
"Now how th' kraken did we sleep through that?" Sally Dawkins wondered aloud.
Eomer Bonny stirred, then open his eyes only to spy wit' his eye th' remains 'o his precious instrument.
"Oh begad," he moaned. "They just had to be off 'bout ruinin' me pur-loined violin too, didn't they?"
"Huzzah fer that," voiced Short Ruth Mith. Th' other hands couldn't agree more.


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
-High-Pitched Annu ~ Surgeon
-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)


Day 3 has begun. Now be off on 'n yak ye wee hearts out.

[Isabellkya]

Eomer huh?

Did they think he had a special role or something?
Or just looking to confuse us all around.

[Eönwë]

I'm here and reading the thread... currently on page 6.

Originally Posted by Rikae

I wonder if th' whole 'isterical womin thing - th' "intense" n' "over-the-top" tone folks seem t' read into me posts would 'ave been there if I''d orig'nally signed up t' th' 'downs pretendin' I was a fella. Just sayin'.

Because I really don't enjoy being accused of a tone I'm not using. That's all.

First of all, I never said you were either. All I said (or meant to say) was that I didn't think that a wolf would want to draw that much attention to themselves. Having read my post, I can see why it might have sounded otherwise. Sorry about that.

[Eönwë]

And also, how about a theory:

It could be that Rikae and Shasta are wolves. Being obvious usually makes players seem less suspicious, so maybe this little "kerfuffle" was just to make them seem "too obvious" to be wolves together. It also serves to distance themselves for each other. It would be a risky plan, but both Rikae and Shasta are experienced players, and from the times I've played with them I've seen them get into similar situations (especially with [B]Shasta[/B- which is sad, as he often gets killed early), so it wouldn't be too out of the ordinary.


edit: And I didn't x-post, which shows how lonely this thread is at this time.

[wilwarin538]

Alright, most likely the last time I can make it on so I'll be voting now. The only one I really feel suspicious of is Gwath, for his vote Day 1 and also for his vote yesterDay, not only was it for Mira (when he was actually suspicious of Annu) but it also seemed like he did it just to kinda go with the crowd and not attract attention. I'm not suspicious of any one else really so this is an easy choice of me.

++Gwathagor

So that'll probably be all from me toDay. See you all tomorrow.

[Nerwen]

I were considerin' switchin' me vote to Shark Tooth Shasty, for I be not likin' the sound o' he toDay. But if ye be all set to vote fer som-un as is goin' to jump ship anyhow, 'tis no p'int me switchin'.