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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Now it all began yesterday - I had indeed forgotten about it, but after Day2 I had written myself some points I should have to remember to think of on Day3 if I were still alive. The last thing I had written down was the following: "The number of ducks increases unless the mother goose is eliminated?". It came back to me when I saw Rikae's post about Mith spawning new ducks. I went back to look at the last moments of Day2 to finally find the piece that triggered the idea. It's indeed from Sally's narration. Quote:
![]() About Nilp then. He's almost too keen to get himself lynched and it feels foul. It also fits the kind of symmetry-requirement every mod feels tempted to lay on her/his game. But more telling is, I think, his behaviour yesterDay. He only started his frantic show after wilwa was dead but Mith had already hinted about her abilities before that. Also it seems he has been all the time trying to get himself killed before wilwa's death by speaking merely nonsense, but after it he took stronger measures coming up with all these: "I'm leaving everything to my minions", "Fear me!", "You haven't killed a single fuzzy wuzzy wolfie yet", the "Fibonacci Sequence" and all that... and after getting the second vote there was this (Fea's vote post quoted in the post): "Just . . . one . . . more". So he tried to mess with us, tried to cease the moment and achieve something with it. Counting on us killing him just out of pure annoyance and messing things up? But if he really has some magical powers as the flashing light (and the most probable killer of wilwa in bright daylight - which I still believe is Mith with all the evidence mainly relating to her tp-fever of two first Days which suddenly died after the Night-action) had, then I would not wish to try and see what powers he would gain after we lynched him.
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