[Phalla] Steampunk: Demons Win, Ship Destroyed

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  • adventfallsadventfalls Why would you wish to know? Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    It's probably because Burnage sent real life Homing Tentacle Vlads after them.

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  • BurnageBurnage irregular Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    The game has now ended. Narration shall be up within the hour.

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  • adventfallsadventfalls Why would you wish to know? Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Five bucks says we're all fucked. With Vlad tentacles.

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  • SavantSavant Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Burnage wrote: »
    The game has now ended. Narration shall be up within the hour.

    That was unexpected.

    Savant on
  • 3clipse3clipse I will build a labyrinth to house the cheese Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Burnage wrote: »
    The game has now ended. Narration shall be up within the hour.

    Whoa. What?

    Game over.

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  • VarcaynVarcayn Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Burnage wrote: »
    Be warned: tonight may be the last night.

    Not really that unexpected.

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  • psolmspsolms Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Savant wrote: »
    Burnage wrote: »
    The game has now ended. Narration shall be up within the hour.

    That was unexpected.

    really? with only 1 part of the ship left needed to be destroyed? and plenty of damage to put on it? and only one or two mechanics?

    not unexpected at all.

    psolms on
  • psolmspsolms Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Varcayn wrote: »
    Burnage wrote: »
    Be warned: tonight may be the last night.

    Not really that unexpected.

    at least not for a robot

    psolms on
  • KayKay What we need... Is a little bit of PANIC.Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Damn. Maybe I should have burned my rifle's powercells up with a kill on Free Agent, though that was a bit of a shot in the dark.

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  • SavantSavant Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Anyways, game's over, EPIC REVEAL TIME!

    I am...
    Jack Black, of Tenacious D!


    And I have the power of rock!

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    :whistle:

    This is the greatest and best song in the world... Tribute.

    Long time ago me and my brother Kyle here,
    we was hitchhikin' down a long and lonesome road.
    All of a sudden, there shined a shiny demon... in the middle... of the road.

    And he said:
    "Play the best song in the world, or I'll eat your soul." (soul)
    Well me and Kyle, we looked at each other,
    and we each said... "Okay."

    And we played the first thing that came to our heads,
    Just so happened to be,
    The Best Song in the World, it was The Best Song in the World.

    Look into my eyes and it's easy to see
    One and one make two, two and one make three,
    It was destiny.
    Once every hundred-thousand years or so,
    When the sun doth shine and the moon doth glow
    And the grass doth grow...

    Needless to say, the beast was stunned.
    Whip-crack went his Whoopy tail,
    And the beast was done.
    He asked us: "(snort) Be you angels?"
    And we said, "Nay. We are but men."
    Rock!
    Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ah-ah,
    Ohhh, whoah, ah-whoah-oh!

    This is not The Greatest Song in the World, no.
    This is just a tribute.
    Couldn't remember The Greatest Song in the World, no, no.
    This is a tribute, oh, to The Greatest Song in the World,
    All right! It was The Greatest Song in the World,
    All right! It was the best muthafuckin' song the greatest song in the world.

    And the peculiar thing is this my friends:
    the song we sang on that fateful night it didn't actually sound
    anything like this song.

    This is just a tribute! You gotta believe it!
    And I wish you were there! Just a matter of opinion.
    Ah, fuck! Good God, God lovin',
    So surprised to find you can't stop it.

    All right! All right!


    :whistle:
    Actually, I'm Elijah White, Guitarist, of the ACMW. But I still have the power of rock, and it heals people.

    And Zandracon is my brother.

    Savant on
  • VarcaynVarcayn Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    psolms wrote: »
    Varcayn wrote: »
    Burnage wrote: »
    Be warned: tonight may be the last night.

    Not really that unexpected.

    at least not for someone who trusts what the host says in bold orange text.

    Varcayn on
  • psolmspsolms Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Varcayn wrote: »
    psolms wrote: »
    Varcayn wrote: »
    Burnage wrote: »
    Be warned: tonight may be the last night.

    im a robot and i destroyed the ship

    at least not for someone who trusts what the host says in bold orange text.

    psolms on
  • VarcaynVarcayn Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Out of curiosity, why would you say that only one more piece of the ship needed to be destroyed to crash it when three pieces were operational at the start of the day?

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  • Dunadan019Dunadan019 Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    HEY GUYS

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayLOmEgPQt8&
    MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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  • Dunadan019Dunadan019 Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Kay wrote: »
    Damn. Maybe I should have burned my rifle's powercells up with a kill on Free Agent, though that was a bit of a shot in the dark.

    don't worry, you didn't get a chance to use it :P

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  • psolmspsolms Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    i dont get it.

    are you the tentacle or the robot?

    psolms on
  • TheLawinatorTheLawinator Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    I am a guy who repeats stuff. I am a guy who repeats stuff.

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  • dunedainjedidunedainjedi Registered User
    edited November 2009
    I'm supposed to wait til after the narration to talk right?

    Edit: oooOOOooo

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  • GumpyGumpy There is always a greater powerRegistered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Well

    I didn't even know you were still alive Duna

    Edit: Man, looking at the player list I am super surprised its over, I was expecting two more days at least

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  • BurnageBurnage irregular Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Night Eight: The End


    Panic flooded the Phallae, and like all floods, the ship could not bear it for long.

    Tentacles filled the halls, writing and pulsating to some dark and mysterious rhythm. The workers were helpless against them, and they were forced to watch the masonry crumble around them.

    The Captain of the ship was caught in a small explosion, and his blackened face - a horrified expression forevermore emblazoned upon it - filled the minds of all left alive.

    With nobody left alive on the Phallae who knew how to pilot the ship, her majestic frame began to careen towards the tempest-like ocean below.

    As the remaining passengers screamed, the tentacles pulsed in time to their horror.

    The Dead:
    jdarksun - Arthur Raffles, Chief Engineer Nobleman - killed in the crash
    Delmain - Doctor Thaddeus Clarke, Medical Doctor and Nobleman - killed in the crash

    Typhus733 - Cyrus Smith, Rustworker and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    LoserForHireX - Mark Starling, Deranged Scientist and member of the ACMW possessed by Barbelo, demonic presence - killed in the crash
    hotran - Tyler Norton, Smooth Talker and member of the ACMW possessed by Abraxas, demonic presence - killed in the crash

    samurai6966 - Byron Buckler, Doctor and Nobleman - killed in the crash
    3clipse - Zylphia Osborne, Reclusive Scientist and Noblewoman - killed in the crash

    Dunadan019 - Ezekiel Schwartz, Tinkerer and member of the ACMW possessed by Abatur, demonic presence - killed in the crash
    JustPlainPavek - Joshua Stern, Computational Medic and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    enlightenedbum - Randolph Carter, Dream-weaving Messiah and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    Speed Racer - Henry Utterson, Steam-powered Medic and member of the ACMW - democratically killed

    FunkyWaltDogg - Tina Yardley, Hospital Siren and Noblewoman - killed in the crash
    Ringo - August Heller, Pilot and Nobleman - rent asunder by an explosion

    TheLawinator - Ronald Rotwang, Archaeo-Quantum Physicist and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    shalmelo - Arthur Windsor, Amateur Detective and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    Adventfalls - Claire Reis, Slave and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    Zandracon - Uriah White, Singer and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    Daius - Priscilla Elmston, Knife-fighter Extraordinaire and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash

    Darian - Beatrice Rappacinni, Plaguebearer Noblewoman - killed in the crash
    psolms - Peter Brady, Technopath and Nobleman - killed in the crash

    Varcayn - Randolph Stern, Frenzied Technician and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    Kay - Mycroft Knight, Hunter and Nobleman - killed in the crash
    Savant - Elijah White, Guitarist and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    Egos - Carmilla Karnstein, "Jacqueline the Ripper" and Scoundrel - killed in the crash
    FreeAgent - Simon Iff, Witch-hunter Extraordinaire and Nobleman - killed in the crash
    Gnersh - Minerva Pelham, Wench and Noblewoman - killed in the crash
    Gumpy - Cyrus Gray, Cunning Linguist and Nobleman - killed in the crash

    Warban - Euphrasia Lambskin, Prostitute and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash
    Dogbone33 - Josef Heidern, Well-meaning amateur and member of the ACMW - killed in the crash



    Although the Phallae was not destroyed tonight, it was inevitable that it would be destroyed tomorrow, and impossible for the remaining mafioso to be killed. As such, the game has ended.


    The Condition of the Phallae
    The main engine has been damaged beyond repair.
    The secondary engine has been damaged beyond repair.
    The cockpit has been damaged beyond repair.
    The port wing has been damaged beyond repair.
    The starboard wing has been damaged beyond repair.
    The dorsal fin has been damaged beyond repair.
    The demonic forces aboard the Phallae have prevailed!
    More specific objective completion results shall be detailed shortly, in addition to role PMs being posted and a breakdown of events from the host's perspective.

    Burnage on
  • adventfallsadventfalls Why would you wish to know? Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    T_T

    Well, I was right.

    We were all tentacled raped.

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  • Dunadan019Dunadan019 Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
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  • Dunadan019Dunadan019 Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    My ability was to roleblock the day number of people with tentacles

    so on day 1 it was 1 and on day 7 it was 7 people.

    I could also figure out who repaired which part of the ship.

    which I used to find almost every repairperson by day 2 as well as the bomber.

    so I used that information to get in close with Micro who told me which repairers were most important.

    then infidel got micro in so I got in with Kay in much the same way.

    then when Kay almost got bandwagoned, he dumped all of his information onto me.....

    I know what almost every single persons role or ability was.

    I sacrificed Arivia to confirm myself to 2 networks.

    and tentacle raped you all.

    awesome game!

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  • dunedainjedidunedainjedi Registered User
    edited November 2009
    MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

    Also quote of the game:
    I know I am meant to be impartial and all, but Jesus Christ this village

    Also, once I was able to repeat duna's actions I did a fair amount of tentacle rape.

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  • DarianDarian Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Dunadan019 wrote: »
    Dunadan019 wrote:
    and my true ability is:

    I can role block #people based on the number day it is. 1 on day 1, 3 on day 3 etc.

    D:

    No wonder those kept getting worse.

    Burnage, out of curiosity, in what circumstance would my ability to kill off all the wounded/incapacitated be useful to me as a noblewoman?

    Darian on
  • SavantSavant Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    You bombed your own dude, eh? Pretty tricksy, you fooled me there.

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  • GumpyGumpy There is always a greater powerRegistered User regular
    edited November 2009
    I know I am meant to be impartial and all, but Jesus Christ this village

    This was right before we slammed one of you tentacle'd dudes with the vote?

    That is just mean D:

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  • BurnageBurnage irregular Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Darian wrote: »
    Burnage, out of curiosity, in what circumstance would my ability to kill off all the wounded/incapacitated be useful to me as a noblewoman?

    Well. There was that night when all the wounded players were mafioso. It would have been kind of handy then, surely?

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  • DarianDarian Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Gumpy wrote: »
    Well

    I didn't even know you were still alive Duna

    Edit: Man, looking at the player list I am super surprised its over, I was expecting two more days at least

    You do realize we needed to keep the Phalla in the air, right? Not just find the bad guys. I'm guessing that Burnage might have over-compensated a bit after the mafia (robots) got steamrolled in the mini version of this.

    Darian on
  • Dunadan019Dunadan019 Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Savant wrote: »
    You bombed your own dude, eh? Pretty tricksy, you fooled me there.

    people forget that I'm good at spotting evil people because I'm good at being evil :P

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  • DarianDarian Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Burnage wrote: »
    Darian wrote: »
    Burnage, out of curiosity, in what circumstance would my ability to kill off all the wounded/incapacitated be useful to me as a noblewoman?

    Well. There was that night when all the wounded players were mafioso. It would have been kind of handy then, surely?

    Well... yes... but how was I to know? :(

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  • adventfallsadventfalls Why would you wish to know? Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Welp, we suck. I think it's official.

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  • LoserForHireXLoserForHireX Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Darian wrote: »
    Dunadan019 wrote: »
    Dunadan019 wrote:
    and my true ability is:

    I can role block #people based on the number day it is. 1 on day 1, 3 on day 3 etc.

    D:

    No wonder those kept getting worse.

    Burnage, out of curiosity, in what circumstance would my ability to kill off all the wounded/incapacitated be useful to me as a noblewoman?

    Yeah, there was one night where there were at least two of us wounded.

    That was probably also useful for killing off the other human faction

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  • GumpyGumpy There is always a greater powerRegistered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Duna, why did you never try and get it on with the Gumpwork

    Boo you for not getting involved with us

    Gumpy on
  • InfidelInfidel Heretic Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Dunadan019 wrote: »
    My ability was to roleblock the day number of people with tentacles

    so on day 1 it was 1 and on day 7 it was 7 people.

    I could also figure out who repaired which part of the ship.

    which I used to find almost every repairperson by day 2 as well as the bomber.

    so I used that information to get in close with Micro who told me which repairers were most important.

    then infidel got micro in so I got in with Kay in much the same way.

    then when Kay almost got bandwagoned, he dumped all of his information onto me.....

    I know what almost every single persons role or ability was.

    I sacrificed Arivia to confirm myself to 2 networks.

    and tentacle raped you all.

    awesome game!

    See what I mean about "network heads" not magically being the answer to the village's prayers?

    Jesus.

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  • BurnageBurnage irregular Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Role PMs.
    You are Arthur Raffles, Chief Engineer and Nobleman.

    You were born to great wealth; your father was one of the main forces behind the original Phallae project, and its success rewarded your family richly. Growing up surrounded by machines, as you did, it was natural that you would learn how to manipulate them; how to use them for the betterment of humankind. And a skillful manipulator did you become; you are without peer when it comes to patching machinery together.

    Even your father has no idea how you do some of the things that you do. Half-jokingly, he says it's because of the deal with the devil that he made.

    He is joking.

    Isn't he?

    You have the following ability:
    Master Repair: Each night, you may repair a significant amount of damage done to one section of the Phallae. PM me which section you wish to target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the Army of Common Men and Women. Bloody peasants.
    Tertiary: You've always felt like there's something dark in your bloodline. Being on board this ship has only worsened the feeling; perhaps this is your chance to redeem yourself. Eliminate whatever might be causing your family's cursed blood.



    You are Vladimir Lem, the Legend and general scoundrel.

    You have come a long way, dearest of all my friends. Wangcastle is not your native land, but you felt somehow drawn here. Your life has been filled with deception and trickery; so much that you were able to pass yourself off as one of these silly nobles, in order to sneak on board.

    Your real reason for being here, of course, is because you like explosives.

    You really like explosives.

    You have the following abilities:
    Vlad's Legacy: Each night, you may detonate a bomb in one section of the Phallae, causing a significant amount of damage to it. PM me which section of the Phallae you would like to target.
    Don't you remember me?: For the intents and purposes of all seering, you are a nobleman with the ability to repair a minor amount of damage to the Phallae each night, and the objectives of "Ensure that the Phallae stays air-borne.", "Ensure that the nobles outnumber the Army of Common Men and Women." and "Ensure that no section of the Phallae is damaged beyond repair."

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae does not stay airborne.
    Secondary: Survive the trip.


    You are Thaddeus Clarke, Medical Doctor and Nobleman.

    You have led a fine, distinguished career. You, personally, have advanced the field of inquiry into mental illness by several decades, if not centuries; some days you reflect and pity those who had the misfortune to fall ill in such a fashion before your arrival. The treatment they suffered was truly barbaric. Now, the deranged who take residence within your hospital can look forward to such modern treatments as days of electroshock therapy, and cranial trepanning.

    Yet some of them even have the nerve to complain!

    You grew tired with the moans of the mad - some of them wouldn't even cease after the lobotomy - and so you felt it necessary to take a brief holiday. A holiday which, happily enough, coincided with the maiden voyage of the newly improved Phallae.

    What japes might await, you wonder? And what ills might you need to treat?

    You have the following abilities:
    Sedative: Each night you may target a player and inject them with a tranquiliser, preventing them from using any abilities for the night. PM me your target.
    Lithium: You brought a small supply of anti-psychotic drugs with you. If you suspect a player to be suffering from psychosis, target them with this. PM your target; be warned, you only have two doses of lithium on your person. Once you have used them, you might not be able to find more.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the clearly deranged Army of Common Men and Women; they will need to be returned to your hospital for treatment.
    Tertiary: Prove that your treatment works, by successfully ridding a patient of psychosis.


    You are Mabuse Rotwang, Researcher in Design and Nobleman.

    You are a lecturer at Wangcastle University, where you study Mechanical Design. The marvels of the age have not passed you by, you just... prefer to observe them from the comfort of the library, that's all. The baron of your department instructed you to attend this voyage in the name of research, and so you dutifully complied.

    Perhaps, however, now might be the time to put your skills into practical usage?

    You have the following abilities:
    Repair: Each night, you may repair a moderate amount of damage done to one section of the Phallae. PM me which section you wish to target.
    Monitor Repairwork: Whilst you are alive, exact hit point values will be shown in the nightly narration for the Phallae. This is a passive ability.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the dangerously uneducated Army of Common Men and Women, so that your journey may proceed peacefully.
    Tertiary: You hate being involved in physical disputes. Avoid being incapacitated, near death, or - Gods forbid - killed.


    You are Cyrus Smith, Rustworker and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    Being mechanically-minded and lower-class is not an ideal life. You can't remember exactly how many burns you've suffered from steam and hot pipes, but needless to say, they have been legion. The downsides to this have been many; few friends, fewer family, and almost no money to speak of. The up-side is that you know your way around any machine you care to name; you've even spent so much time amongst the machinery that sometimes it's like you're a part of it. You've managed to blackmail more than a few corrupt nobles thanks to this stealthy streak.

    Mayhaps now you could put it to a more valorous cause.

    You have the following abilities:
    Repair: Each night, you may repair a moderate amount of damage done to one section of the Phallae. PM me which section you wish to target.
    Monitor Repairwork: Each night, you may target a section of the Phallae. You will be informed of all players who have altered that section's health, although not whether they harmed or damaged it. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber those bloody nobles.
    Tertiary: Observe someone damaging the Phallae. And your pa said being a sneaky blighter'd never pay off...


    You are Andrew Royd, Automaton.

    Insert data:
    Biography

    Output data:
    Unknown origin. Creator unknown. Ultimate objective unknown. Hatred for all life detected; desire to surpass current life detected.

    Organic sentience detected:
    True

    Commence elimination protocols.

    You have the following abilities:
    Automaton Network: ShadowThomas is Andrew Royd. kuhlmeye is Cyrus Berg. You share win conditions and abilities.
    Mutilation: Each night, you may target a player, removing one of their organs. This is a shared ability; PM me your target.
    Cyborgy: Once you have collected five organs, you will fuse into a new creation.

    You have the following objective:
    Primary: Ensure your evolution, by attacking five players.


    You are Hugo Stiglitz.

    FUCK YEAH.

    You are Hugo Stiglitz, All-round Bad-ass and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    You used to be a noble. The problem was, you liked things a little... rough. So rough, in fact, that you "accidentally" killed sixteen lords... whilst they slept. So, the rest of the nobles tried to make an example of you; unfortunately for them, the Army of Common Men and Women were having none of that and rescued you.

    Now they've let you aboard the Phallae, where you are free to pursue any extra-curricular activities that might interest you.

    You have the following abilities:
    Knock a bitch out: Once per night you may punch someone, incapacitating them. PM me your target.
    Choke a bitch until they die like a bitch: Once per night, you may kill a currently wounded or incapacitated player. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber those fucking nobles.
    Tertiary: Knock a noble out, then stamp on their unconscious body.


    You are Mark Starling, Deranged Scientist and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    You're fairly certain that you used to be a noble. Or maybe your family did? Your father, your mother? Your aunt or uncle or nephew... Or maybe it was one of your friends, yes, that would be - no, wait, no. It was definitely your dog that used to be a noble. Definitely.

    Your memory hasn't been too good since you tried that last batch of drugs...

    But where would you be without experimentation? Oh, where would humanity be? And where, oh where would humanity be without your experimentation upon it... You should start finding willing test subjects soon, oh, yes. Willing test subjects for your new experiments, and your new drugs.

    Now if only you could remember what "willing" meant.

    You have the following ability:
    A totally safe procedure: Once per night you may target a player who has given informed consent and experiment upon them, upgrading their current abilities. Actually, just PM me your target. I don't think you should care so much about informed consent.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber the nobles, so that Fluffy may regain her place as queen Bitch of the noblewomen.
    Tertiary: Upgrade someone sparkly.


    You are John Watson, Detective and Nobleman.

    You are the bane of the criminal underworld; Wangcastle has been relatively crime-free since you took your residence with the city guard. Your skills of deduction are without peer, and after your high-profile arrest of several leading members of the Army of Common Men and Women, you were offered a place on the maiden voyage of the new and improved airship Phallae.

    At the time, you had no idea that you might need to flex your considerable mental muscle whilst on board.

    You have the following abilities:
    Abductive Logic: Once per night, you may target a player, and determine whether they target another player, and if so, who. PM me your target.
    Minor repair: Each night, you may repair a tiny amount of damage done to one section of the Phallae. PM me which section you wish to target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the criminal Army of Common Men and Women.
    Tertiary: There is a rival detective present, by the name of Arthur Windsor - a dreadful little upstart, and a member of the ACMW, to boot. Ensure that he dies post haste.


    You are Persephone Deering, Lover and Noblewoman.

    You and your husband are famed philanthropists, dedicated to helping those who were not born into wealth. Although your peers may not quite understand your uniquely singular drive and dedication, you've managed to nonetheless earn their respect; indeed, it was why you were both granted with an invitation to the maiden voyage of the newly refurbished Phallae.

    That determination might be your greatest aid, now.

    You have the following abilities:
    Enamoured: Jaenther is Michael Deering, your husband, and shares your win condition.
    While you're by my side: Whilst your partner is alive, neither of you may be incapacitated or wounded. If one of you dies, however, the other will kill themselves out of grief.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the Army of Common Men and Women; only the upper classes are fit to rule.
    Tertiary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women are not destroyed completely.


    You are Tyler Norton, Smooth Talker and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    Yap, yap, yap. Your folks always used to yell at you for yapping. When they died in that tragic accident, you had to put your yapping skills to good use - and you found that you were remarkably adept at getting information out of people. Now that you've sneaked onto the Phallae with your comrades, you plan to ensure that these nobles also suffer a tragic accident.

    You have the following ability:
    Sly Interrogation: Each night you may target a player, and learn something about where they're from. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber the nobles.
    Tertiary: Interrogate somebody interesting.


    You are Sir Simon Wolf, Master Thief and Scoundrel.

    It seems like a lot of nobles have been invited to attend this flight. In consequence, it would seem that there are plenty of extravagant items on board. Why would this interest you? Because you are only the most famous thief in all of Wangcastle; if it exists, you can steal it. You have no love for money, but you yearn solely for the pleasure that theft brings you.

    And there are so many things to steal on board the Phallae...

    You have the following ability:
    Theft: Each night you may target a player, and steal something from them.

    B]You have the following objectives:[/B]
    Primary: Steal from four different players.
    Secondary: Survive the voyage.
    Tertiary: Avoid being investigated.


    You are Byron Buckler, Doctor and Nobleman.

    The human body fascinates you. Every dark, deep crevice - you are enamoured of exploring it. The advances you have made in the medical sciences are truly spectacular, and armed with little more than a bonesaw and a stethoscope you have saved countless lives. Your deeds have earned you such recognition that you were invited on this trip; ironically, it seems that you will need your skills once more.

    You have the following ability:
    Impromptu Surgery: Each night you may target a wounded or incapacitated player, and restore them to full health. PM me your target.


    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the Army of Common Men and Women; the ACMW will make fitting test subjects for your future experiments.
    Tertiary: It is unfortunate that your dedication to the sciences has left you little time for more relaxed pursuits. Perform surgery on a woman to change this.


    You are Clara Aetherstorm, Medicine Woman and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    Your three brothers were, from an early age, sent to work in the factories of a local noble. Rapidly, they became ill with lungrot and coalthroat; with your parents dead, victims of some unfathomably distant war, you were left to take care of your brothers. Sadly, you do not excel in the arts of healing, and so your brothers all died a slow and painful death. Needless to say, you now harbour quite a grudge against the upper classes, and this voyage of the Phallae has given you an ample opportunity to strike back against them.

    You have the following abilities:
    Herbology: Each night you may target an incapacitated player and return them to full health, or a dying/wounded player and restore them to merely incapacitated. PM me your target.
    Rust-removing herbs: Each night, you may repair a tiny amount of damage done to one section of the Phallae. PM me which section you wish to target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber the nobles.
    Tertiary: Seek redemption for the loss of your brothers by saving three male players from death.


    You are Zylphia Osborne, Reclusive Scientist and Noblewoman.

    Such pretty lights. Lights dancing around your head, lights dancing around your lab, lights dancing around the screams of your experiments as you inject them and improve them and make them so much better. You're not totally certain how you got invited onto the Phallae; maybe it was something to do with how you experimented on the Lord of Wangcastle's only daughter? To think your peers laughed at you when you said that mercury-filled bags could have practical usage!

    Granted, the Lord's child was never quite the same personality wise, but her suitors definitely appreciated your experimentation upon her.

    You have the following abilities:
    Jab jab jab jab jab jab jab with a needle: Once per night, you may target another player and upgrade their innate abilities somewhat. PM me your target.
    Stick them back together: Once per night, you may target a wounded player and improve their condition slightly, or target an incapacitated player and restore them to full health. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the Army of Common Men and Women; the ACMW will make fitting test subjects for your future experiments.
    Tertiary: In the main thread, quote an incapacitated or wounded player asking for help, and laugh at them. Horrible injuries are funny!


    You are Ezekiel Schwartz, Tinkerer and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    From the earliest that you can remember, you have been fascinated by mechanical things. Being born in this age enabled you to have ample opportunity to be in the presence of complex machines, but coming from a lower-class family meant that you were never officially allowed to work with them. Needless to say, this inability to work in the field of your heart's passion has given you quite a grudge for the upper classes; and the maiden voyage of the newly refurbished Phallae is the perfect time to strike back at them.

    You have the following abilities:
    Repair: Each night, you may repair a moderate amount of damage done to one section of the Phallae. PM me which section you wish to target.
    Monitor Repairwork: Each night, you may target a section of the Phallae. You will be informed of all players who have altered that section's health, although not whether they harmed or damaged it. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber the nobles.
    Tertiary: Prevent the engine and cockpit of the Phallae from being damaged beyond repair.


    You are Joshua Stern, Computational Medic and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    Your uncle was a metal-worker without peer, despite your family's low breeding. You grew up with both of your parents no longer being upon this mortal coil, so needless to say you became deeply attached to your uncle; a shame, then, that he was executed for taking part in a protest demanding a living wage to all steel workers. In his will, he left you his life's work - something that he called a "computational engine". It has proved invaluable in your daily work as a medic; this engine can alter the very fabric of reality itself, preventing fatal accidents to an individual. You're not certain how it works, but it is exquisitely useful.

    You have the following abilities:
    Pixello-Dynamotronic Computational Engine Reality Bending: Once per night, you may target another player and protect them from all harm. PM me your target.
    Doing it manually: Once per night, you may target a wounded player and improve their condition slightly, or target an incapacitated player and restore them to full health. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber the nobles.
    Tertiary: Do not allow the computational engine to be stolen.


    You are Randolph Carter, Dream-weaving Messiah and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    You have spent your life watching your fellow workers being downtrodden by those self-styled 'nobles'. You find nothing noble or virtuous about them; you felt compelled to begin the crusade against them. And lo, the Army of Common Men and Women was born, thanks almost entirely to your quasi-divine leadership skills. Your oratory skills are so profound that men near death will stand up and fight once more at but a word; now that you have chosen the Phallae to be the coup de grace for the upper classes, you are likely to need to put it to good use.

    You have the following abilities:
    Saviour: Once per game, you may inspire all who hear your words to carry on fighting. The effect of this is that all incapacitated and wounded players will, on that night, be returned to full health. PM when you wish to use this ability.
    Minor repair: Each night, you may repair a tiny amount of damage done to one section of the Phallae. PM me which section you wish to target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber the nobles.
    Tertiary: Prevent the engine and cockpit of the Phallae from being damaged beyond repair.


    You are Allen Osborne, Necrophile, and Nobleman.

    It was grim fortune that you inherited the care of Wangcastle's cemetaries from your forefathers, for in your youth you managed to obtain a rather peculiar fetish, even by the standards of Wangcastle's upper classes. The gaslit silence of the night's air allowed you to become well versed in your particular choice of hedonism, although you're certain that your peers might look down upon you somewhat if your secret were ever revealed. However, they have not found out yet, and since you masterfully hosted a recent funeral service for a family member of the Marquis of Wangcastle himself, you were invited to this prestigious event.

    The Marquis had such a beautiful daughter. Perhaps if fortune favours you, you may be able to indulge yourself again on board this flight?

    You have the following ability:
    Macabre Investigation: Each night you may target a deceased player, and learn something about them. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the Army of Common Men and Women; the ACMW will be far less approving of your nocturnal habits than the nobles of Wangcastle are.
    Tertiary: 'Investigate' someone unusual. You've grown tired of your normal conquests.


    You are Edward von Wangston, Vampire Pilot and scoundrel.

    You are a vampire. You bite people. You are also a pilot. You fly things. All in all, it's a pretty good existence. You were present onboard the Phallae during its last flight, although you suffered an unfortunate fate at the hands of a vampire hunter. Luckily, a worker renovating the airship cut himself and accidentally spilled his blood upon your ashes - and, well, vampire. Even luckier, you're fairly certain that there are no vampire hunters aboard this ship, so you should feel free to feed amongst the nobles and commoners onboard, restoring your strength.

    You have the following abilities:
    Rapacious Bloodlust: Each night, you may bite a player, transforming them into a vampiric thrall. Please note that you will not be informed of their role, nor will they be informed of who attacked them - although they will be informed that they were bitten.
    Undead Determination: You cannot be wounded or incapacitated. If you would be, you shrug off the attack.
    Pilot: Should the current pilot die, you will automatically take over control of the Phallae, allowing it to continue flying well beyond its normal limitations.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that vampires and thralls outnumber all other players onboard the Phallae.
    Tertiary: Survive the encounter aboard the Phallae.


    You are Michael Deering, Lover and Nobleman.

    You and your wife are famed philanthropists, dedicated to helping those who were not born into wealth. Although your peers may not quite understand your uniquely singular drive and dedication, you've managed to nonetheless earn their respect; indeed, it was why you were both granted with an invitation to the maiden voyage of the newly refurbished Phallae.

    That determination might be your greatest aid, now.

    You have the following abilities:
    Enamoured: Erich Zahn is Persephone Deering, your wife, and shares your win condition.
    I will not die: Whilst your partner is alive, neither of you may be incapacitated or wounded. If one of you dies, however, the other will kill themselves out of grief.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the Army of Common Men and Women; only the upper classes are fit to rule.
    Tertiary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women are not destroyed completely.


    You are Henry Utterson, Steam-powered Medic and member of the Army of Common Men and Women.

    Upon your back rests a contraption of complexity that lies almost beyond human understanding. Pipes intertwine with wires and dials to create an engine of divine healing. You were gifted with this medical marvel by a group of underground engineers; apparently, they believed you would be the fittest recipient for this device, despite leading a singularly unremarkable life prior to its appearance. Now, however, the Aetheric Healing Device is put to good use, healing the near-dead; you've become an exquisitely adept healer in an astoundingly small space of time.

    Now, it is time to put those skills to good use aboard the Phallae.

    You have the following ability:
    Aetheric Healing: Once per night, you may point the nozzle of the device at a wounded or incapacitated player, and restore them to full health. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the Army of Common Men and Women outnumber the nobles.
    Tertiary: Save a member of the ACMW from death.


    You are Tina Yardley, Hospital Siren and Noblewoman.

    You fulfill a strange function within Wangcastle's myriad of hospital wards. Despite being a well-trained medic, your primary activity in day to day life is not one of healing. Instead, you usher those near death off this mortal coil, and you are held in such high esteem for this activity that you were invited aboard the Phallae. You tell the families that you are doing the dying a service, for no one would wish to die a slow and painful death.

    Admittedly, it is rare for those that you kill to agree before you slit their throats.

    You have the following abilities:
    Sing me to sleep: Once per night, you may kill a currently wounded or incapacitated player. PM me your target.
    Healing demon: Once per night, you may target a wounded player and improve their condition slightly, or target an incapacitated player and restore them to full health. PM me your target.

    You have the following objectives:
    Primary: Ensure that the Phallae stays airborne.
    Secondary: Ensure that the nobles outnumber the horribly diseased Army of Common Men and Women.
    Tertiary: Use both your abilities. Must keep up appearances, dear...

    Burnage on
  • dunedainjedidunedainjedi Registered User
    edited November 2009
    Savant wrote: »
    You bombed your own dude, eh? Pretty tricksy, you fooled me there.

    Yeah, having a seer was semi worthless. I probably should have pushed hotran on day 2 instead of defending him.

    God I wish we would have used the acid nights one and two.....

    dunedainjedi on
  • VarcaynVarcayn Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Ah, well I was one of the +4 repair types and I was immune to role-blocking abilities and I couldn't be wounded or incapacitated, only outright killed, so that probably clears up something for you tentacle types.

    Varcayn on
  • SavantSavant Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    Dunadan019 wrote: »
    Savant wrote: »
    You bombed your own dude, eh? Pretty tricksy, you fooled me there.

    people forget that I'm good at spotting evil people because I'm good at being evil :P

    I was suspicious of you and thinking of telling FWD to kill you the night you were injured (he decided to kill That Dave Fella instead) but was talking with Micro about That Dave Fella and Micro said to kill him anyways to test him out.

    Oops.

    Also, I did call you out in the thread, but no one paid any heed to it, including myself.

    Savant on
  • Dunadan019Dunadan019 Registered User regular
    edited November 2009
    when Khulmeye revealed and Gumpy started having miraculous bandwagons against us I thought we were screwed. +8 to the entire ship every night? jesus

    but I compensated by roleblocking the guards and nuking your 'auto repair guy'

    we only had 10% of the population as mafia so a lucky kill or bandwagon would have been crippling

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