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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Feb 2004
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Okay, I just woke up from my nap and now I'm catching up.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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#194- Greenie: Not again! Eventually, people must realize that this argument ends up getting me lynched innocent more often than it catches me as a wolf. Which would imply it never catches me as a wolf- it would be similar to Hakon's metagaming. Sure he got lucky, but that doesn't mean his reasoning was sound. (Sorry, but one can only be lynched for making sense so many times before it gets irritating.) Also, I never suspected Nog. I made a point of ignoring him, so I wouldn't end up focusing on him instead of looking for wolves. (Which is what I ended up doing with SPM, so perhaps I ought to add him to my "ignore on Day 1" book, as well.)
#195- Nogrod: Yes, we know your rules. ![]() Well that didn't take too long. Where is everybody?
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I'd love to check what's between Roa and Nog, but now I'm ravenous and will get something to eat first. And also, I'll vote in an hour, or I hope to, since I need to go to bed (my alarm clock will ring in something like nine hours from now). Back in a minute! Be productive while I'm away so I'll have some lovely new last-minute ideas. Please? EDIT: x-ed with Roa
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Now I'm really curious, what exactly are you talking about?
Edit: crossed with Greenie
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Would it make you feel better if Nogrod and I had a big back and forth like the one SPM got into yesterDay? How exactly would it help the village? And can I at least wait until he's finished his dinner?
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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Belly full then...
To quickly answer the other questions before delving into some actual work with this. Why nor vote for Greenie as NwwrD1 doesn't clearly discard of her (like it does with Spm and Roa - making up the three I suspected yesterDay)? Combine the facts that: a) I tend to suspect her basically everytime and it made me waver if my suspicion (and the things I looked as suspicious with her posts & things with Spm) was merely feeling-based and not reasonable enough. b) Her "retaliatory-vote" (vote someone who suspects you) felt so bad that it could have been just a "feel-bad" -factor of being voted for in that way. Then you have my nausea in asking myself do I really vote right if I vote her - or do I do any good if I press for lynching her? Spm, if you think I'm a wolf and base your view into my voting "the safe way", wouldn't I have been a lot safer voting for Greenie in the end? That would have been streamlined and argued for, and would have passed your scrutiny (looking at how you analyse the votes for being "good" or "bad"). And I think that with Greenie it would have been clear she would not have been lynched as I seemed to be basically the only one actually suspecting her, so safe indeed. So applying the NwwrD1 and it's amendments (+case Greenie) I turned into the "quiet department". Why of the rest McCaber then? My posts in the end of Day1 (#124 & #127) should answer that question but let's make it in shorthand here as well... With those who do not post anything "substantial" (however one defines it) one is forced to move with feelings and hunches as one can't make arguments from nothing. Of those not bringing themselves forwards Lari and Lottie felt to me at the time like either non-interested ordos or people with RL hindrances. Sally looked weird and suspiciously self-conscious - but also like Sally does usually. So a fifty-fifty feeling there. McCaber was the one who looked calculated. He posted once and what he said was that he thought myself and Fea made sense / a good job. The wolves do not wish to have enemies, they wish to rub people the right way to make those others feel comfy (and I've been rubbed the right way a bit too many times by wolves to become suspicious of it everytime I see it). So both laying low and only letting out positive things... The result: no one thinks he should be lynched. Which was indeed the case - and seems to be at present as well. Ditto. I hope that is enough. I'd rather do something else the rest of the time I have here toDay...
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Wight of the Old Forest
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Unattended on the railway station, in the litter at the dancehall
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![]() ![]() More seriously: SpM has a point about the wolves spreading their votes, which would speak against sally and Lari both being wolves, and the same (with reduced improbability, as there were more votes for Morsul to hide in) for Lottie and Fea. As for Lottie, I've misjudged her before because she sometimes presents her points a little sketchily and wouldn't like to make that mistake again - she may have had better reasons for her vote than she committed to the keyboard, or maybe not. But I think both sally and Lari could do with some pressure toDay, and it would also be nice to hear some reasoned prose from Fea. On the other hand there's still a possibility that SpM may be the cobbler trying to deflect suspicion from the bandwagoners. More after supper.
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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While I'd love to post with reason
Having facts writ' down in prose You must know it would be treason If at the mods I thumbed my nose. 'Tis a Poe game and he rhymes, Meaning proper imitation Needs abundance of fell crimes Or a rhythmic repitition. That is not to say I'm evil And am hiding in my verses. Who would think me as the devil, One who kills, and rends, and curses? Lo! It's not that I don't want to give my thoughts away. Frankly, I'm constrained by form for what I can say.
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Wight of the Old Forest
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Ah, but Poe was a master of both poetry and prose, and capable of lucid argumentation as well (see Heureka, for example). Not that it's easy for a single person to emulate his accomplishment in all genres, of course...
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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Oh snap! I accept your challenge.
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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During the course of this game, I found myself staring bleakly at the barren desktop through the fogged lens of the mental state in which I languished, contemplating with marginally bare enthusiasm the idea of the deadline which loomed before me. I thought of crows as I am fond of them, and the small torn animals which litter roadsides in winter seemed far more lonely than in summer: a consequence, certainly, of the frigid air deterring immediate disposal of them. These ignored and forgotten lives, abandoned and refrigerated into a costless memorandum of the promise of the brutal events of Night, nearly consoled me: at least they had died already. We who were left must suffer the absence of the dead, witness the decay of their memory, witness the slander of their words in the hands of those who would seek our destruction. O! happy to be dead.
Nearly, I say, but I was not entirely consoled, as I was a bare thirteen hours into a Day that would take some hours longer to complete, and long experience had taught me that villagers saved the most traumatizing discussions for times when the seconds tick ever closer to our mutually assured end. There is never any escape. There is never any variation. Languidly I considered a large bird that circled something, drifting, spinning lazily on thermals. The shape of its silhouette and the manner in which its essence loomed convinced me it was a vulture. While eagles soar, vultures drift, and werewolf games contain vultures rather than eagles, opportunistic leering creatures satisfied by nothing but the ripping apart of the remains of the dead. Eagles, those noble birds which kill quickly, for the sake of survival, hold no place in the Barrowdowns, where the dead rise again, and again, and again. I had received a letter from a companion from whom I had not heard in many days; a letter which sought my presence in a tone much agitated. We had fallen somewhat out of touch, yet due to the mutually shared experiences of our educational youth - we attended an academy together, and shared many long nights sipping whisky and speaking of those long dead who had written tomes out of which we then studied, hoping to live up to the expectations of our forebears - I did not hesitate to respond. Mira, sister of my youth and heart, I shall come as soon as arrangements can be made. I shall meet you at the House of Usher. Yet swiftly following my arrival, my navigation of the green and gold tinted shadows which both guided me to and concealed my destination, I witnessed the most fantastical and horrifying demise of my companion, and of another friend - one equally dear to the heart - leaving me in a place which felt little short of haunted. Though it would be unfair to say the haunting was that of ghosts; say rather that those who yet lived sought to lay many other guests alongside the fragile corpses in the crypt that now held my dearest (departed) compatriots. I could not turn but to find the suspicious eyes of others upon me, and it was little consolation to know they all wished the death of everyone: I supposed I should not take the matter personally, yet upon reflection of the events, it seemed as though one guest of the House in particular had become impatient with my atypical ways. It would be brash, I supposed, to intentionally antagonize any given guest, particularly for an insult as petty as the one that had abused my vanity. Of course I was cute. It would be unhelpful at best, I thought, to waste time antagonizing such a guest... But, I thought with unexpected malice, we cannot all be perfect.
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Fact is, I want to go to sleep but I need to vote first. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh. EDIT: x-ed with Fea
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Leaf-clad Lady
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I'm debating between voting Nog (I fear I'm sticking too much to a Day 1 suspicion which is never wise) and voting some submarine, ie. McCaber, Sally, Lari or Loslote. Wish I'd had more time to look at people, there are so many I have no idea about! ToMorrow, though, will be a great deal better for me (in case I'm still alive).
I wonder if Fea is the cobbler. Then again, it would seem too obvious. And then again, I wouldn't put it past Fea. EDIT: x-ed with Sauce
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