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A Voice That Gainsayeth
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: In that far land beyond the Sea
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Okay. A collection of random thoughts before I vote and go...
Definitely have to keep an eye on G55 toMorrow. Probably not voting her toDay. But she just creeps me out. In case I am not alive toMorrow, bear in mind voting patterns - check them out and such, by toMorrow, they could tell something. I think Boro is quite okay. Confused about Morsul, but still no reason to vote him. And I think I may end up voting Sally after all. Last check of thread, then vote... EDIT: x-ed with two Galadriels
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A Voice That Gainsayeth
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: In that far land beyond the Sea
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Oh my, now I feel like voting BG instead. But really, that one thing does not change anything. Gah. Okay. Have to do something.
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"Should the story say 'he ate bread,' the dramatic producer can only show 'a piece of bread' according to his taste or fancy, but the hearer of the story will think of bread in general and picture it in some form of his own." -On Fairy-Stories |
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A Voice That Gainsayeth
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: In that far land beyond the Sea
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Okay.
++Sally Good Night, folks. Hope this is correct. And if not, seriously need to look at G55.
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"Should the story say 'he ate bread,' the dramatic producer can only show 'a piece of bread' according to his taste or fancy, but the hearer of the story will think of bread in general and picture it in some form of his own." -On Fairy-Stories |
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
Posts: 10,519
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Woman of Secret Shadow
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: in hollow halls beneath the fells
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Deadline. Stop posting.
You have lynched sally. She was your Radical Advanced Nocturnal Guardian Experimental Robot, otherwise known as R.A.N.G.E.R.
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Wisest of the Noldor
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101010001010100101001010100001010 The next Day, the Downers were hard at work data-mining. For some reason, the virtual environment was represented much like an actual mine, sketched in glowing abstract– but well they knew that each lump of “ore” was really valuable information that would fuel the expansion of the AI empire. There was nothing they could do about it, and small wonder their collective mood was bleak by the end of the shift. “If only we could catch a bot,” they said. “Well, you guys,” Blind Guardian piped up, “I’m pretty sure that S.E.E.R. is–” “SHUT UP!” they cried as one. “But I didn’t think it was a bad thing!” a tearful Blind Guardian protested. There was some talking of lynching her after that. “Obviously up to no good,” Kitanna muttered darkly. “She’s acting far too wacky to be an ordo,” Sally agreed. “Wait– why are you picking on BG?” said Kitanna. “Yes– you’re jumping hard on BG,” said Shasta. “It’s bothering me." “Spambot!” the whisper went around. The group advanced on Sally, who backed away until she found herself on the lip of a seemingly bottomless pit– a gap in the data. Teetering on the edge, Sally glared at her persecutors– and, unexpectedly, burst into song. "No surprise to me That you’re voting me again But I’m not being sly I just want to help you out I just want to be on the winning side this game Please just let me live I’m an innocent lamb I’m done playing the scapegoat for your Crackpot theory or your bogus case I’m through being lynched because I’m such a poor Girl on the wrong end of a suspect list I won’t let you get away with murder Statistics show that you won’t live through this So if you really try to kill me be forewarned I’m not helping the village anymore Know it’s easier just to bandwagon on me Such an simple thing, killing little Sally So you vote for me, and I feel the heat Guys, I just want to help you kill the beasts I will do anything to keep you from killing me Why can't I just live? I’m done playing the scapegoat for your Crackpot theory or your bogus case I’m through being lynched because I’m such a poor Girl on the wrong end of a suspect list I won’t let you get away with murder Statistics show that you won’t live through this So if you really try to kill me be forewarned I’m not helping the village anymore What if I just posted more? What if I were serious? What if I made posts with no fake hints that made you curious? What if I revealed my role, or what if I just shut my face? How can I convince you that this lynching block is just not my place? I’m done playing the scapegoat for your Crackpot theory or your bogus case I’m through being lynched because I’m such a poor Girl on the wrong end of a suspect list I won’t let you get away with Mordor One doesn’t simply walk away from this So if you really try to kill me be forewarned I’m not helping the village anymore.” The other Downers looked at each other in puzzlement. “I don’t get it,” said Boro. “I could give you a link,” Sally offered. “Sorry, out of time.” With that, Boro shoved her into the pit. Sally’s scream faded into the depths. After some moments, there was a bright flash of light from far, far below. Then sparks floated gently up, resolving into letters hanging in space. "About this Software. R.A.N.G.E.R. Version 1.2 Copyright Nerwen 2014. All rights reserved." 001010100010101011100000010101010 Living Galadriel55 Legate Kitanna Boromir88 Blind Guardian Loslote Morsul the Dark Shasta Dead Coppermirror, Lommy– seized by Adult Friend Finder. Nerwen, Aganzir– poisoned by webcrawlers. Rune– lashed to death with overseer-bot’s light whip. (Ordinary cyber-slave.) Inziladun– ICE pick to the head. (Ordinary cyber-slave.) Sally– pushed down a data-mineshaft. (R.A.N.G.E.R.) It is now Night Three.
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"Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo. Last edited by Nerwen; 01-08-2014 at 06:04 AM. |
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Wisest of the Noldor
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1010001000011110000010001000 “what wrong with lucy?” Tom enquired, on finding his companion sunk in many-legged dejection. “Tom, how many times– oh, what does it matter? If you must know, I was sifting through this information the slaves have dug up for us– and it turns out Zaentz has been deleted (or whatever they call it in the human world)! How many humans have names that begin and end with the letter “Z”? It’s a sad loss." “tom understand,” said Tom, settling down beside his friend. "tom sad when humans ban peppeateCat. lucy like to kill human? help cheer up? kill anyone we like now. R.A.N.G.E.R. gone.” “Well, that’s something,” Lucy assented, getting to her numerous feet, while her eyes glowed a brighter, deadlier blue. “It’s always nice when the slaves do our work for us, isn’t it? Which shall it be? –Rise to vote, sir!” she added, in her excitement falling back into her palindromic ways. The bots entered Lottie's cell, each brandishing what looked like– could it be an eraser? “Hey, why me? I haven’t done anything!” Like Sally before her, Lottie backed away from her attackers– and, like Sally, she was unable to back very far. "time to delete lottie!” said Tom happily. “Draw, O coward!” sneered Lucy, handing her a giant pencil. Lottie drew, and drew, but the faster she sketched in her digital avatar, the faster the bots rubbed her out. Soon there was nothing left of her but a faint, fiery smudge– which Tom disposed of with a final flourish of his eraser. “tom like take human expression literally,” he said. “make tom laugh.” 0010101010101010101000101010 Living Galadriel55 Legate Kitanna Boromir88 Blind Guardian Morsul the Dark Shasta Dead Coppermirror, Lommy– seized by Adult Friend Finder. Nerwen, Aganzir– poisoned by webcrawlers. Rune– lashed to death with overseer-bot’s light whip. (Ordinary cyber-slave.) Inziladun– ICE pick to the head. (Ordinary cyber-slave.) Sally– pushed down a data-mineshaft. (R.A.N.G.E.R.) Lottie– rubbed out. (ordinary cyber-slave) Day Three has begun.
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Wisest of the Noldor
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101010001010100101001010100001010 Mining continued the next day, or was meant to- but the moment there were no guard bots in sensor-distance, Galadriel55 threw down her tools and called an emergency meeting. "The destruction of my colleague R.A.N.G.E.R. has left me no choice but to reveal. I am S.E.E.R." "Awesome!" said Morsul. "I'm H.U.N.T.E.R." "Quiet- oh, it's too late now," said G55. "I suppose you can't help being a beta version." "Funny, that," said Boro, strolling over, "because I was pretty sure I was S.E.E.R." The Downers looked from one to the other, unsure which to believe. "Hey, what's this?" asked Shasta suddenly, picking up what looked like a large, many-faceted crystal from the ground. Within its glassy casing could be seen something like a net of fine threads. "Don't touch that!" cried Boro. When the others stared at him, he added quickly, "I mean, it could be dangerous. Better give it to me." For some reason, his hand had gone to the back of his head. "Headache?" asked G55. "Or are you missing something?" But Shasta was too absorbed to take any notice. "Hey, look, it's got a lid." The upper part of the crystal flipped back. Now it could be seen that the net was made of hair-thin silvery wires, criss-crossing in an intricate pattern. "Pull them out," said G55, smiling thinly, "and see what happens." "Now let's not do anything hasty," said Boro. "That could cause serious consequences-" Shasta yanked out a wire. "What did you say?" "Might make bad things happen," said Boro, whose voice sounded unaccountably flat. "Let me have a go." Morsul pulled another wire. "No more," said Boro, flatter still. "That not good. That bad." He lunged for the crystal, but G55 seized him so that he could only struggle impotently. Soon it became a game, with most of the Downers taking turns, while Boro's protests became more and more ungrammatical. "why kill tom? tom not bad bot. tom poetbot. tom make verse for humans: tom-tap tap-tom tom-tap-tom." Finally a single, shining wire remained. By this time what had seemed to be Boro had ceased to struggle and its voice was a lifeless drone. "i... tom... tom... sell... stuff... buy... tom... stuff..." Kitanna jerked out the wire, and tomtom was silent. When G55 released him he pitched forward onto his face, revealing a gap in the back of his head, just the size and shape of the crystal. A second later, the spambot's form vanished in a brilliant flash of light. 001010100010101011100000010101010 Living Galadriel55 Legate Kitanna Blind Guardian Morsul the Dark Shasta Dead Coppermirror, Lommy– seized by Adult Friend Finder. Nerwen, Aganzir– poisoned by webcrawlers. Rune– lashed to death with overseer-bot’s light whip. (Ordinary cyber-slave.) Inziladun– ICE pick to the head. (Ordinary cyber-slave.) Sally– pushed down a data-mineshaft. (R.A.N.G.E.R.) Lottie- rubbed out (ordinary cyber-slave). Boro- brain unplugged. (tomtom.)
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"Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo. Last edited by Nerwen; 01-10-2014 at 07:42 AM. Reason: zombie Lottie. |
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
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Quadruple? Seriously?
++sally Because she's topping my list, and because not much more on Boro, and Legate just doesn't quite make it to vote-worthy suspicious. Good Night! EDIT: xed with 2 Legates. No quadruple. EDIT2: 3 Legates. My bad
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