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"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process."
Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
GamerTag: MunkusBeaver ||||| Steam: munkus
Maddie: "I am not!"
Riley: "You're a marsupial!"
Maddie: "I am a placental mammal!"
SMWN sent some great ones, though. In the last couple hours he was really active and scheming to save my butt. I have no idea what he was going to do with the information he wanted, but I wish I'd had it for him so I could have seen.
i would have switched over to geebs if the writing had been on the wall. larlar would have died and the evening would have looked like
Will
a duck
vs
moe
ceres
whoopsie
would have been a better shot for the good guys, but i think that the black knights would still have had a chance if i had been able to maintain my duplicity.
so many munkus
here was the last one, from after Larlar decided that ceres was a badguy and therefore so was whoopsie and so he brought in a duck!
Seriously, I could not have been given less information. I got the Villager PM and that was it. I tried to explain this a number of times, but the truth makes you suspicious, apparently. I actually figured that I wasn't given any special part or role or ability on purpose since I was new to the whole thing, and figured that was for the best. But then I kept having conversations that went like this:
"You have information. Give it to me."
"No I don't. I know absolutely nothing."
"Yes you do. Give it to me now."
"No, I really don't. I have no idea what's going on. Do you know what's going on?"
"This will go much easier for you if you give me the information."
"What information! For what! Why!"
"You're only making this harder on yourself."
"IF I HAD IT I WOULD GIVE IT TO YOU RAWR I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT GAME WE'RE PLAYING"
And so in subsequent games, everyone is all, "Okay, so this person says he's a good guy, which is just what a bad guy would say, so this person must be guilty by virtue of saying he's innocent, and this guy over here who looks really guilty is clearly innocent, because no guilty person would actually look guilty." And everyone suddenly becomes a quadruple-super-secret-agent and there is much hilarity.
Except then everyone gets to a phase where they know that pretty much anything uttered by anyone is completely valueless because every statement is a fourth-order reverse-extra-backsies hyper-untruth. And so the game consists of a few autistic data monkeys running spreadsheets and calculating the precise probability that X is a werewolf based on their past voting record and the whole thing becomes retarded.*
Which is why I stopped participating in these things in the forums at large.
But we are all somewhere in between Stage One and Stage Two in here, which is why these are still way fun.
*I have been an autistic data monkey. I am suitably ashamed.
Maddie: "I am not!"
Riley: "You're a marsupial!"
Maddie: "I am a placental mammal!"
PSN: Bogestrom
R.I.P. Wampa Milk
I also discovered that badguys have a 50-100% chance of winning when there are 4 of them in a 12 person game, and that % drops dramatically if a seer is introduced. Of course, wacky hijinks ensued when the seer died the first day to villager vote, and the badguys targeted shot was nullified two nights in a row.
Finally, with the low number of people playing, the role of the villager becomes extremely important, instead of the cannon fodder in larger games. Convincing all of the villagers to act together quickly became extremely important, as any dissent would allow the badguys to sway the vote and quickly outnumber the group (which is what did, in fact, happen). Lastly, I had a lot of fun writing all of the narrations, and I'm glad you guys had fun too. I was secretly hoping for Lalar to be the last one standing because he was a cactus, and also because each night the good guys lived meant one more night of narrations.
"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process."
Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
GamerTag: MunkusBeaver ||||| Steam: munkus
And here are the role PMs:
"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process."
Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
GamerTag: MunkusBeaver ||||| Steam: munkus
I am beginning to suspect that there was no special ability at all.
What I sent out was basically a variation of this:
Like I said, it wasn't mostly a disaster. It helped me solidify that Ceres was good, but it also made me think that Moe was in cahoots with someone simply because he did not respond. I was on the fence about Geebs and Will took me by completely surprise. If I had longer than the Eleventh Hour with him, I might have sussed it out better, but as it stands, he was the shocking revelation for me.
This really made my entire week better.
"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process."
Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
GamerTag: MunkusBeaver ||||| Steam: munkus
That sort of shit is fun to pull. Only downside is that you should only do it if you want to die within a night or two, because the second anyone finds out that you've lied to anyone for any reason you are suddenly THE BAD GUY ARRRRRGHHH and good luck trying to explain to the angry mob that you were just trying to farm for info.
My favorite experience as a player was this one game where someone found out I was a baddie and posted about it in the thread. After that I sent out PMs to maybe 2/3 of the remaining players (which I think was something like 30 people) alternately giving them the names of people to trust, the names of people not to trust, and information on various roles in the game, some of it accurate and some of it full of shit.
I'm not sure if the resultant chaos really did anything beneficial, but it was awesome to watch the collective O_o as everyone was trying to figure out what the fuck.
That was back before the Great Phalla Singularity.
Maddie: "I am not!"
Riley: "You're a marsupial!"
Maddie: "I am a placental mammal!"
Easily helped along by the fact that I am, in some respects, the most gullible person I know. A former boss of mine had me firmly convinced with a single remark for a full five minutes or so that it rained frogs in their parking lot every October. The worst part? I'd been working in that building for two years already. The even worster part? That is what finally made me think he was lying. "Hey... wait a minute... this didn't happen last year..." Not the fact that I'd lived about 5 miles away for most of my life or that it doesn't rain frogs places. Yes, at the age of 24 you could still easily convince me things a 6-year-old wouldn't believe.
shut up, I'm bad at these.
The best part was when you said that Jeffe comment on having another ally, but wouldn't name who it was in case neither of you could trust the other. At that point I just hinted at it being me and it seemed to work so well with what I had going. It wasn't long after that I was certain you were a good guy.
i really do feel awful for misleading people even though that is the game
Duck was on your team.
"Humor can be dissected, as a frog can, but it dies in the process."
Imagine all of my posts being spoken by Alec Baldwin
GamerTag: MunkusBeaver ||||| Steam: munkus
uh i mean larlar
Ditto.
I just brought in Will because what the fuck, right. We were boned if I didn't try something.