Plus the avatar phalla is supposedly up next in cf, so woot, that should be awesome. Thats the good thing about phallas, even if you die or lose, there is always another one right around the corner.
Really? I'll have to play that one.
Yah, but I already called Iroh, he is immune to vig kills and the vote, and his win condition is be Iroh, so I've pretty much got the game in the bag.
The coloured pieces moved around the board while the Gods gathered and watched. Some slid quickly from square to square while others moved so slowly they appeared completely still. Some of the dances became familiar over time and the Gods began to discuss the movements amongst themselves.
I will admit, Elsaan began as he turned to face Hin, your champions are getting it together. It is unfortunate that they still appear to have no idea what they are doing.
Standing up and walking away from the table, Artol scoffs. Surely you jest, brother? They may be trying harder, but they still stand no chance against our chosen. They are simply fools, Elsaan. Fools like the Gods that chose them.
Uil and the Smith both rise from their seats with a shout, glaring at the Raven. They start to argue, challenging Artol to wait and see who has chosen the better humans, when Luko’s laughter overpowers heated exchange.
And what, exactly, is so damned funny, chimp? If I had my dagger I would slice that tongue right out of that stupid smile you always wear.
Luko tried to stifle his giggle before responding, but could not hold it in, and had to jump back to avoid the Snake’s swipe at him. But you’ve lost it, haven’t you? Finally able to control his laughter, Luko begins to circle the table, dodging the gathered Gods. Surely you must know where it is? Ha!
Dancing away from the table and into the other room, Luko did not see the obscene gesture the Snake made nor hear Uil’s groan of disgust. Gunto shook his head and turned his attention back to the board just as Mewin spoke out.
That was an interesting move, she said, gesturing to one of the dark grey figures. I did not think I would see that.
What, what happened? Artol rushed to the board, pushing his way between Gunto and Syl, just in time to catch the last actions of the stone playing piece. No! Fools! What have they done? Elsaan?!
I see, brother. I see. The Snake, noticeably less concerned than his brother Raven, licked his lips before continuing. This could work out for the best, Artol. What if—
Before he could finish, Gunto growled and pushed back from the table. This is stupid. You, pointing to the dark Twins, are stupid. You are all stupid. I cannot believe I agreed to work with you—I should have known better. You lot are doomed to fail, addressing the coalition Gods, and it will be your own fault. No, I do not fear the Raven or the Snake, and I do not need your help to best them. You will not drag me down with you, fellows!
The Fox snarled at the Gods around him before rushing out of the room in the opposite direction of Luko. His sudden outburst broke the dam of silence in the room and the two factions began to argue with one another again. Even the Owl got involved, hushing Artol and laughing at one of Elsaan’s threats.
Only the West Wind was silent. Syl slowly backed away from the fight around the table and watched as the other Gods bickered. A cold smile spread his thin lips and a low cackle raced passed his crooked white teeth. Regaining his composure, he walked over to the head of the table, touched the game board, and whispered in his low, raspy voice.
It is now. I have sat back, biding my time, waiting for my chance, and your childish bickering has provided me with the opportunity that I have been looking for. It matters not what you do from now on—know that the world you argue over is already doomed. My children shall walk the land again and none amongst you will be able to focus on the big picture long enough to stop me. My time is now.
The room was silent as the other Gods watched Syl slowly stalk into the dark corner. No one said a word as he disappeared into the black, but each of the Gods looked back to the game board, significantly altered since they began arguing, and began to ponder the new shape of the surface. No God spoke as they studied the board except for Uil, who leaned one hand on the table, looked back at the black shadow, clenched his other fist, and declared, We shall see.
***
The antics during the vote the night before are all anyone wants to talk about for much of the day. There is a back and forth with accusations and suspicions of motives, but reality gets muddled and it eventually falls into one great pissing match.
Some villagers show obvious concern over their lost neighbours and try to persuade their comrades to proceed more carefully with their votes, but others seem to be eager to haul even more people to the Shrine for execution. Through it all, the villagers struggle to make their votes and not implicate themselves to their seemingly-paranoid neighbours.
Eventually, the vote is tallied and checked. Two names lead the count again, and again it comes down to Fuzzy Cumulonimbus Cloud and another. This time durax earns the ire of the village, but when the final result is announced, the surprised Officers are ordered to escort Fuzzy Cumulonimbus Cloud to the Shrine for execution.
Before he is taken away, Fuzzy curses the village and calls for them to heed his warnings, but he cannot be sure his neighbours will listen. Some outright scoff at his accusations, but by the time he is taken away, most of the village is focused on what will come tomorrow.
Unfortunately, a number of villagers do not survive the night.
One Thousand Dicks is found lifeless in a ditch and it is clear that someone choked the life out of him, and the body of enlightenedbum is found slumped against the old stone well. His chest shows a clear puncture wound and the crimson stain on the stones behind him indicates the weapon went clean through the body. No one remembers hearing or seeing anything, and the two bodies are laid to rest behind the Shrine.
The final victim is found at the edge of the woods by a boy walking his dog. The dog runs ahead, chasing a stick, but he does not come back when the boy calls for him. Running towards the trees where the mutt disappeared, the small child finds his beloved friend tearing chunks of flesh from the slashed stomach of a man. Screaming, the boy runs back to his cottage for his father, crying about a monster and wailing for his poor puppy.
When the boy’s father comes across the body, he shoos the dog away, crouches down to inspect the carnage, and nearly throws up. Frosteey’s eyes have been pecked and plucked from his skull and his stomach has been torn to shreds. It is hard to tell the difference between the slash marks and damaged caused by the dog’s gnawing teeth, but it is immediately clear that Frosteey suffered a very painful death.
Strangely enough, the look on the body’s face, haunting with the lack of eyes, appears more confused than angry.
***
Results:
Dead Players:
One Thousand Dicks
Fuzzy Cumulonimbus Cloud
Frosteey
enlightenedbum
Roles Killed:
Villager
Snake
Villager
Villager
A split has beallen the Coalition Gods as they battle against the dark Twins: Gunto has struck out on his own, claiming whatever pieces belong to him, and Syl has taken a more active role on the board, revealing more of his true intentions.
From the narrations, it seems like the snake and the raven are only aligned with each other, so, though it seems like a betrayal, it doesn't make much sense to me.
From the narrations, it seems like the snake and the raven are only aligned with each other, so, though it seems like a betrayal, it doesn't make much sense to me.
Strangely enough, the look on the body’s face, haunting with the lack of eyes, appears more confused than angry.
What do you guys make of this line?
Frosteey was obviously killed by the Raven. If this confused him, he wasn't expecting it.
Raven takes Snake is my guess.
That was my first thought, but I don't see what the logic behind that move would be.
My only thought was poor communication between the Raven and Snake, but a villager armed with the Raven's dagger is an interesting explanation.
It is also of note that Frosteey's stomach was merely "torn to shreds" while mtvcdm was completely disemboweled. Maybe it's simply a narrative variation but it seems to be significant.
As for missing a Raven kill if it was a villager with the dagger, I have no answers.
I am currently at a loss for a better plan but at the moment I know that this one will not hurt.
Whoever has the arrow should contact me. In a sense we will be able to form a network through the path the items in the game have taken without risking any lives. We need to get this network started or at least begin a network for the villagers. I do have a contingency plan to help bolster the ranks of the confirmed villagers as well but first I need one contact and the only person that I can safely verify is the holder of the arrow.
Well if the monkey is handing out trinkets he stole from the other gods, maybe he gave the raven's dagger to somebody
But then we're missing a Raven kill in the narration.
Late Night Speculation: Assuming the raven's dagger is in play (and we have no reason to really, but hypothetical), perhaps the raven, being a bird, gets to pick between killing and seering each night?
I am currently at a loss for a better plan but at the moment I know that this one will not hurt.
Whoever has the arrow should contact me. In a sense we will be able to form a network through the path the items in the game have taken without risking any lives. We need to get this network started or at least begin a network for the villagers. I do have a contingency plan to help bolster the ranks of the confirmed villagers as well but first I need one contact and the only person that I can safely verify is the holder of the arrow.
I am currently at a loss for a better plan but at the moment I know that this one will not hurt.
Whoever has the arrow should contact me. In a sense we will be able to form a network through the path the items in the game have taken without risking any lives. We need to get this network started or at least begin a network for the villagers. I do have a contingency plan to help bolster the ranks of the confirmed villagers as well but first I need one contact and the only person that I can safely verify is the holder of the arrow.
Hopefully. . .someone has it.
That sounds like a good plan to me.
And if more than one person contacts you, I don't think there's much risk in outing them to the village.
Late Night Speculation: Assuming the raven's dagger is in play (and we have no reason to really, but hypothetical), perhaps the raven, being a bird, gets to pick between killing and seering each night?
Why would the raven need to seer anybody?
edit: maybe to try and find the neutrals, but really they can accomplish the same thing by killing so...i think we're just stretching now.
Well I've been contacted by someone who claimed to have received a death seer item from the monkey and used it on one of the three who died day 1. He claims to have hit the mason, and gave me a name. I sent Stewstick a pm asking him to give me his masons name. If the two match up, it means that either stewstick is the mason and the person who contacted me was given an item, which makes them a villager in my theory, or the two of them are in cahoots together and evil, or stewstick is a mason and the person who contacted me made a 33% chance gamble at guessing correctly, or stewstick isn't a mason, but made the same 33% chance guess as the person who contacted me.
If they don't match up, I guess I offer up the name of the person who contacted me and we take it from there?
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Yah, but I already called Iroh, he is immune to vig kills and the vote, and his win condition is be Iroh, so I've pretty much got the game in the bag.
Damn it Fuzzy, I was going to do that!
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:winky:
So umm... phalla! Yeah, phalla! Very... very... phallic tonight!
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So it will be around 1:00 AM EST.
Time for bed.
The trinkets of the Gods were stolen and the monkey seemed pretty happy about everyone's bickering.
Either way we'll find out soon enough.
The coloured pieces moved around the board while the Gods gathered and watched. Some slid quickly from square to square while others moved so slowly they appeared completely still. Some of the dances became familiar over time and the Gods began to discuss the movements amongst themselves.
I will admit, Elsaan began as he turned to face Hin, your champions are getting it together. It is unfortunate that they still appear to have no idea what they are doing.
Standing up and walking away from the table, Artol scoffs. Surely you jest, brother? They may be trying harder, but they still stand no chance against our chosen. They are simply fools, Elsaan. Fools like the Gods that chose them.
Uil and the Smith both rise from their seats with a shout, glaring at the Raven. They start to argue, challenging Artol to wait and see who has chosen the better humans, when Luko’s laughter overpowers heated exchange.
And what, exactly, is so damned funny, chimp? If I had my dagger I would slice that tongue right out of that stupid smile you always wear.
Luko tried to stifle his giggle before responding, but could not hold it in, and had to jump back to avoid the Snake’s swipe at him. But you’ve lost it, haven’t you? Finally able to control his laughter, Luko begins to circle the table, dodging the gathered Gods. Surely you must know where it is? Ha!
Dancing away from the table and into the other room, Luko did not see the obscene gesture the Snake made nor hear Uil’s groan of disgust. Gunto shook his head and turned his attention back to the board just as Mewin spoke out.
That was an interesting move, she said, gesturing to one of the dark grey figures. I did not think I would see that.
What, what happened? Artol rushed to the board, pushing his way between Gunto and Syl, just in time to catch the last actions of the stone playing piece. No! Fools! What have they done? Elsaan?!
I see, brother. I see. The Snake, noticeably less concerned than his brother Raven, licked his lips before continuing. This could work out for the best, Artol. What if—
Before he could finish, Gunto growled and pushed back from the table. This is stupid. You, pointing to the dark Twins, are stupid. You are all stupid. I cannot believe I agreed to work with you—I should have known better. You lot are doomed to fail, addressing the coalition Gods, and it will be your own fault. No, I do not fear the Raven or the Snake, and I do not need your help to best them. You will not drag me down with you, fellows!
The Fox snarled at the Gods around him before rushing out of the room in the opposite direction of Luko. His sudden outburst broke the dam of silence in the room and the two factions began to argue with one another again. Even the Owl got involved, hushing Artol and laughing at one of Elsaan’s threats.
Only the West Wind was silent. Syl slowly backed away from the fight around the table and watched as the other Gods bickered. A cold smile spread his thin lips and a low cackle raced passed his crooked white teeth. Regaining his composure, he walked over to the head of the table, touched the game board, and whispered in his low, raspy voice.
It is now. I have sat back, biding my time, waiting for my chance, and your childish bickering has provided me with the opportunity that I have been looking for. It matters not what you do from now on—know that the world you argue over is already doomed. My children shall walk the land again and none amongst you will be able to focus on the big picture long enough to stop me. My time is now.
The room was silent as the other Gods watched Syl slowly stalk into the dark corner. No one said a word as he disappeared into the black, but each of the Gods looked back to the game board, significantly altered since they began arguing, and began to ponder the new shape of the surface. No God spoke as they studied the board except for Uil, who leaned one hand on the table, looked back at the black shadow, clenched his other fist, and declared, We shall see.
The antics during the vote the night before are all anyone wants to talk about for much of the day. There is a back and forth with accusations and suspicions of motives, but reality gets muddled and it eventually falls into one great pissing match.
Some villagers show obvious concern over their lost neighbours and try to persuade their comrades to proceed more carefully with their votes, but others seem to be eager to haul even more people to the Shrine for execution. Through it all, the villagers struggle to make their votes and not implicate themselves to their seemingly-paranoid neighbours.
Eventually, the vote is tallied and checked. Two names lead the count again, and again it comes down to Fuzzy Cumulonimbus Cloud and another. This time durax earns the ire of the village, but when the final result is announced, the surprised Officers are ordered to escort Fuzzy Cumulonimbus Cloud to the Shrine for execution.
Before he is taken away, Fuzzy curses the village and calls for them to heed his warnings, but he cannot be sure his neighbours will listen. Some outright scoff at his accusations, but by the time he is taken away, most of the village is focused on what will come tomorrow.
Unfortunately, a number of villagers do not survive the night.
One Thousand Dicks is found lifeless in a ditch and it is clear that someone choked the life out of him, and the body of enlightenedbum is found slumped against the old stone well. His chest shows a clear puncture wound and the crimson stain on the stones behind him indicates the weapon went clean through the body. No one remembers hearing or seeing anything, and the two bodies are laid to rest behind the Shrine.
The final victim is found at the edge of the woods by a boy walking his dog. The dog runs ahead, chasing a stick, but he does not come back when the boy calls for him. Running towards the trees where the mutt disappeared, the small child finds his beloved friend tearing chunks of flesh from the slashed stomach of a man. Screaming, the boy runs back to his cottage for his father, crying about a monster and wailing for his poor puppy.
When the boy’s father comes across the body, he shoos the dog away, crouches down to inspect the carnage, and nearly throws up. Frosteey’s eyes have been pecked and plucked from his skull and his stomach has been torn to shreds. It is hard to tell the difference between the slash marks and damaged caused by the dog’s gnawing teeth, but it is immediately clear that Frosteey suffered a very painful death.
Strangely enough, the look on the body’s face, haunting with the lack of eyes, appears more confused than angry.
Results:
Dead Players:
One Thousand Dicks
Fuzzy Cumulonimbus Cloud
Frosteey
enlightenedbum
Roles Killed:
Villager
Snake
Villager
Villager
A split has beallen the Coalition Gods as they battle against the dark Twins: Gunto has struck out on his own, claiming whatever pieces belong to him, and Syl has taken a more active role on the board, revealing more of his true intentions.
Also, :winky:
What do you guys make of this line?
Frosteey was obviously killed by the Raven. If this confused him, he wasn't expecting it.
Raven takes Snake is my guess.
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That was my first thought, but I don't see what the logic behind that move would be.
Killed by a teammate, or betrayal?
Or it's possible he had some kind of guardian power that the kill broke through, though I doubt it.
Thanks. (And thanks for putting up with the two hour Narration delay...)
But then we're missing a Raven kill in the narration.
Bus driver?
My only thought was poor communication between the Raven and Snake, but a villager armed with the Raven's dagger is an interesting explanation.
It is also of note that Frosteey's stomach was merely "torn to shreds" while mtvcdm was completely disemboweled. Maybe it's simply a narrative variation but it seems to be significant.
As for missing a Raven kill if it was a villager with the dagger, I have no answers.
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Whoever has the arrow should contact me. In a sense we will be able to form a network through the path the items in the game have taken without risking any lives. We need to get this network started or at least begin a network for the villagers. I do have a contingency plan to help bolster the ranks of the confirmed villagers as well but first I need one contact and the only person that I can safely verify is the holder of the arrow.
Hopefully. . .someone has it.
Late Night Speculation: Assuming the raven's dagger is in play (and we have no reason to really, but hypothetical), perhaps the raven, being a bird, gets to pick between killing and seering each night?
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And if more than one person contacts you, I don't think there's much risk in outing them to the village.
edit: maybe to try and find the neutrals, but really they can accomplish the same thing by killing so...i think we're just stretching now.
so right now we've got das and his potential network, and whatever theories carry over from day 2. this doesnt seem like a great position.
If they don't match up, I guess I offer up the name of the person who contacted me and we take it from there?