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Add-on to the former speculation.
If Pitch turns out wolf as it looks like, we can't afford leaving Lottie to be among the last players anyway. I mean we have no hurry to lynch her like toMorrow but the only reason a wolf might have tried this kind of a trick would have been trying to sway us into thinking she must be innocent beyond any reasonable doubt (and yes she was getting the heat there earlier so maybe a panic-solution?). Anyway, with only her word on her role I think we have not that condition with us.
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Reflection of Darkness
Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Polishing the stars. Well, somebody has to do it; they're looking a little bit dull.
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I need to get ready to go out, so I might as well do this before I forget:
++Pitchwife
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Heh. I totally had this thought last night. Lottie!wolf realizes she's in deep crap, comes out as this one-hit wonder seer, busses Pitch, and after that she's safe. The wolves obviously aren't going to touch her, and since she only gets one dream all game she can claim that as the reason; why would the wolves bother killing a useless seer when there's a perfectly good ranger to get rid of? So she could theoretically just float through the game as a known innocent until the last Day where she turns out to be a wolf and she dies. I would think of it in her position so I don't see why Lottie wouldn't try it. Again, hoping I'm wrong, but putting it out there anyway. It'd be a good scheme. EDIT: x'd with Brinn
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Join Date: Dec 2004
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Well people, don't forget there'd still be the real special role who could counter-claim...
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Well that's exactly what I was thinking. So rest assured, the wolves probably will not kill Lottie but leave her around for us to decide on. And it's reasonable for them. The Day we lynch Lottie we're not lynching one of them. So in a sense they would get three clean kills in a row (N-D-N) and would be able to breathe freely for one Day.
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Also, good point from Lommie about another possible secret role (or rather the proper one if Lottie's lying) being able to reveal later. Harrumph. ToDay was no fun. Then again, a Day where I'm spared is always a good Day, so I'll take what I can get. I'll make sure to get a look in at Bes, but this afternoon's simply too busy so I'll save some time later tonight to do it.
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Join Date: Jun 2002
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The Sweetest Spoiler
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Eleven minutes left. I wonder how the votes are coming?
Oh wait. Anyone not voted?
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Shady She-Penguin
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Oh yes, that's true, I had forgotten. But the tone of that post of yours just gave me that kind of feeling, but I wouldn't have ended up voting Nienna if I had thought of that being the most probable scenario.
edit: xed with Sally and Mac
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Shady She-Penguin
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Oh yes the DL is near... I think I would vote Wilwa too. Shasta would be a good option and I'm backing away on Brinn a bit because her being sort of offended now doesn't look wolvish... but because I keep putting her and Wilwa into the same THEKaGory (
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
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Is it just me or is Nerwen eerily quiet this game? As in, I know she's been posting and such, but every time I go to make a list I keep leaving her off because I forget she's playing/still alive. Anyone else getting that vibe?
EDIT: x'd with the two living Finns
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Hey! Another unanimous vote Day!
Goodbye and good luck, my dear comrades. Sorry I couldn't be more help. - Mr Agreeable signing out
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And thanks, Lommie. I was afraid it really was just me. Maybe she's getting ready to help with Christmas?
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Join Date: Nov 2006
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DEADLINE
Stop posting, people. Pitchwife is lynched, being a... Werewolf. Narration coming up hopefully soon, meanwhile, Night folks can start doing their stuff.
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A Voice That Gainsayeth
Join Date: Nov 2006
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Expedition Journal - Night 5 Entry
It was a most peculiar turn of events which caused us to execute our chief marine biologist.
Looking back, I do not know whether it was the growing unrest among us or if it was something else that caused us to abandon our scientific principles and follow the young girl's voice. It was on the very day when we have descended into the mysterious cavern that she claimed she had a vision of our marine biologist transforming into a wolf. She was so resolute in her claims, I am wondering myself why we have not dismissed her words as another manifestation of the stress of the previous days... yet for some strange reason, we all seemed to feel that we should trust her. That said, I have known her for a long time - as long as I have known her father, sir Michael, who has been generously funding many of the earlier projects of me and my colleagues. Sir Michael Bishop was a rich and very open-handed man when it came to financing scientific projects, and ever since he inherited his sister's husband's funds after her death, his generosity knew no bounds. Yet his daughter has never been of the scholarly type - she joined us, I suspect, mainly because of the adventure and a young lady's zeal for things like polar bears, whales and things related to ecology - a peculiar trait among many young people of this age. And indeed, her presence has been sometimes uncomfortable to some of the more professionaly-oriented expedition members. Yet this time, she came with her esoterically sounding claims - and we concurred. And our feelings have paid off. This time, we could already notice the changes in the anathomy of our marine biologist just when we turned to him. Now it was unanimous - and as the gunshots echoed through the frozen landscape, our ex-marine biologist stumbled and fell into the crevice opening behind him, the very one our young assistant had marked earlier on. And so it was partially for the reason to see what had happened to our marine biologist that we have decided to descend into that dark place. We wanted to see that he is dead, we wanted to verify what we have been imagining: we wanted to see his motionless body lying down there in the shape of a wolf. The fissure was wide enough for us to descend down there, and armed with electric torches we entered a cavern far larger than the crack above would have indicated. Yet the first thing we have noticed upon our descent was that the body of our marine biologist was not there. It took us a while until the flashlights stumbled upon what we have been looking for - tufts of dark fur and trail of blood leading away - towards a black entrance yawning in the northern part of the cavern. Excited, but somehow reluctant at the same time, we cautiously followed the trail. It was clear now what our marine biologist was, yet we wanted to find the final confirmation of his fate. And something was also telling us that by following his path, we may get closer to unveiling the mystery of this strange prison of ice. LIVING MEMBERS OF THE EXPEDITION: Boromir88 - senior assistant to a professor of glaciology Eomer of the Rohirrim - sea pilot Loslote - rich funder's spoiled daughter Morsul - federal grants lawyer Brinn - polar bear biologist Nogrod - old palaeoecologist with is own theory of climate change Macalaure - palaeomathematician sally - the original initiator of the expedition Thinlómien - whale expert Nerwen - mechanic Bes - room/store manager Shasta - sled-dog handler wilwa - crewmember GONE: Roa - survival guide - died on blood loss from Werewolf attack on Day 2 (left game, innocent) Mnemosyne - field medic - shot by the survival guide on Day 2 (Werewolf) Inziladun - meteorologist - killed by Werewolves on Night 3 (innocent) tromkehra - cook/bartender - left aboard the ship on Day 3 (left game, innocent) Nienna - navigator - shot on her way back to the ship on Day 3 (innocent) Greenie - senior assitant to important scientists in the company, killed by Werewolf on Night 4 (innocent) Pitchwife - marine biologist - unambiguously executed by the expedition on Day 4 (Werewolf)
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Fading Fëanorion
Join Date: Mar 2006
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Nothing really new, but I can't find anything to comment about.
Currently, I don't suspect Lottie, Boro, Nerwen I don't suspect very much Lommy (I used to have an eerie feeling about Lommy, but it's getting better. Good analysis: a lot of stuff in a concise way... if only everybody did it that way ), Bes, Sally, Eomer, MorsulI'm really not sure about Brinn (unless I missed it, you haven't commented on my comment about you voting Sally instead of Wilwa), Nogrod, Shasta I suspect Pitch, Wilwa Oh, and ++Pitchwife Quote:
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Auspicious Wraith
Join Date: May 2002
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Well, I've been unavailable today so sorry about that. I'll catch up with everything tomorrow (if work is quiet
) and be able to play again if I'm still around.++PITCH Not sure what to make of Loslote. Interesting to read the accusations between my three other suspects, Wilwa, Shasta and Sally.
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