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I've thought about this a bunch, but I've never actually wanted to do the math. This seems about right, though its impossible to know for sure do to the amount of guesswork. Either way, great job. Also, you could take this even further and narrow down the compounders and twinborn who are actually worth something. I mean, aluminum, nicrosil, cadmium, and bendalloy are all essentially useless for compounding (as a twinborn), just off the top of my head.

Double Post Because: Write Up is probably not going to happen, I don't have a ton of time to spare. The kandra won. Good game all, and sorry about my frequent absences.

Sorry for the day late write up, but it's gonna be a day late. I had computer troubles.

Long Game 8 Day 10: The Original Lurcher NaVorl sang his song while he torchered his knew host. It was a new type of torture, beginning the process of absorption and then pulling out, leaving his new body with have dissolved flesh and pain. This was fun, sneaking up on him when he had thought himself invincible. But now NaVorl was going to steal his flesh. Taliz Duede’s bones had hidden him well, but it was time for them to go. NaVorl is switching hosts! Taliz Duede was his host, but is dead! Players: Corrupt Politician: Terra (Pupper) Corrupt Politician: Jain (Lightsworn Panda) Koloss Riot: Kamden (dants) Koloss Riot: 14. Bunnt (Binnut) The Set: Alim (Malliw73) The Set: Satrams (a smart guy) The Set: Willa (little wilson) Kandra: TrelVin (The Only Joe) MitthRawn (The Gleeman) NaVorl (Alvron)

This night is going to finish at 6:00 Pm, tonight, because I thought I would be able to get it in last night but I wasn't.

Also, this night will be a few hours late. Not that it truly matters.

Ermm.... poop. I messed up the vote counting, Bunnt's dead.

Long Game 8 Night 9: Yet another… Somehow, they managed to tie the game up. Again. Though it seemed as though popular opinion had been leaning a certain way, somehow, no one had died. Even the most stalwart of them began to believe that the kandra might just win. Votes: Alim: (3)Pupper, Twei, Jain Jain (2) Alim, Satrams Bunndt: (4) Willa Edit: I suck at counting, Bunndt's dead. He was a Koloss Blooded!

Uh, I'm putting my "elves" in a hybrid between a sea and a swamp, and I'm making them really biologically strange.

What's the SCP wiki?

Long Game 8 Day 9: Redacted TrelVin <redacted>. After <redacted>, he <redacted>. He snuck up on his new target. <redacted> turned, startled. “No,” he said. “NO! I’m <redacted>! You can’t kill <redacted>!: TrelVin laughed maniacally. “It will be good to wear your flesh, <redacted>. I am growing weary of the one I’m currently wearing. Kol was such a bore. He only knew <redacted>.” <redacted> pulled a stick of dynamite from inside of his vest. “<redacted>. Don’t come any closer, or I’ll blow the two of us to shreds.” <redacted> stared TrelVin down, chest heaving, sweat dripping from his down. “Oh, <redacted>,” TrelVin said fondly. “I’m going to enjoy breaking you, beating the information out of you. And the best part is: the next day, I will walk upon your fellow men, and they will say, ‘<redacted>, how are you doing? You look well rested. You look happy.’ And they will be right, I will be happy, because I just spent a night breaking you in every way I know how, wringing agony through every corner of your body. But you, <redacted>? You will know rest only after enough hell for an eternity.” <redacted> tossed the stick of dynamite at TrelVin. TrelVin laughed and caught in one hand, forming a sphere of flesh around it and then seperating it from his body. In a flash, he threw it to the side, where it exploded a moment later. “Good try, <redacted>,” TrelVin said. “I thought about extinguishing the wick, but I decided it would be more horrifying for you to see some splatter. That little red puff? It will be a dust mote compared to the storm of blood I will take from you.” Tears poured from <redacted>’s eyes. “Fine, I’ll talk, don’t hurt me! <redacted>!” TrelVin snorted. “Sorry, I won’t take those lies. I’ll be especially inventive in my torture of you. Kol’s body was liberated from TrelVin! TrelVin has taken a new host! Corrupt Politician: Terra (Pupper) Corrupt Politician: Jain (Lightsworn Panda) Corrupt Politician: Taliz Duede (twelthrootoftwo) Koloss Riot: Kamden (dants) Koloss Riot: 14. Bunnt (Binnut) The Set: Alim (Malliw73) The Set: Satrams (a smart guy) The Set: Willa (little wilson) Kandra: TrelVin (The Only Joe) MitthRawn (The Gleeman) NaVorl (Alvron)

Long Game 8 Night 8: To Shoot a Satrams They forced Satrams into acid, this time. He screamed and showed his ruined hand pull itself back together. “I am not the kandra,” he said. The execution team pulled back, apologetic. Alim looked up from his spot on the ground, where he quietly meditated. “We’ve wasted another day,” he said quietly. Votes: 1 Willa: Jain, Twei: Satrams, 1 Satrams: Twei,Alim, Kol 3 Corrupt Politician: Terra (Pupper) Corrupt Politician: Corrupt Politician: Jain (Lightsworn Panda) Corrupt Politician: Taliz Duede (twelthrootoftwo) Koloss Riot: Kamden (dants) Koloss Riot: 10. Koll (killersquirrel59) Koloss Riot: 14. Bunnt (Binnut) The Set: Alim (Malliw73) The Set: Satrams (a smart guy) The Set: Willa (little wilson) Kandra: TrelVin (The Only Joe) MitthRawn (The Gleeman) NaVorl (Alvron)

Long Game 8 Day 8: No Longer Seeking TrelVin whistled in the night, mists dancing around him, swaying, almost, to his tune. It was a good night. Fire burned bright behind him. His whistle turned to a hum, and then it morphed and twisted, a song born out of the silence. The song was not his, though it was a song of the kandra. NaVorl had taught him it, and he had claimed to be the author. “In the hour of the shadow, no one makes a sound. Insanity creeps upon thee, and no one can see, who they are now.” He giggled softly. “Insanity creeps faster with spikes,” he said. Screams echoed from behind him, the survivors desperately trying to escape from the flame. e “In the hour of shadow, everyone feels fear. Fear of darkness, fear of evil, fear of the shadow.” Claws tore out of his skin, and TrelVin dug them into the stone wall, throwing himself up until he crested over onto the roof. They did feel fear, and soon he would make one of them terrified. “In the hour of the shadow, the darkness is a tide, covering everyone who tries to hide.” TrelVin had a specific target; their explosives had been placed to force the humans into specific paths, and now he would torture the specifics out of them. “In the hour of the shadow, evil wears a mask of good, and is a master of deceit.” TrelV in did not wear a mask, nor a body, technically. He currently wore specifically crafted metal, designed more as a machine than a body. His flesh was his own, not modeled on any other. “In the hour of the shadow, those who embrace the shadow, fall corrupted, without their minds to be found.” A single spike lay, glistening in the fire. It had held the last vestiges of a soul, before TrelVin had left it behind. Before he had left it to burn. As it melted, the sound of a soul’s death, a bestial shriek in the ether, sliced through the minds of all nearby. TrelVin jumped down on his new body and hauled the unconscious form down to one of his torture chambers. He had some torturing to do before he could wear a new skin. TrelVin was inhabiting the body of Araris! Not sure how, but he did it! He has chosen a new form. Corrupt Politician: Terra (Pupper) Corrupt Politician: Corrupt Politician: Jain (Lightsworn Panda) Corrupt Politician: Taliz Duede (twelthrootoftwo) Koloss Riot: Kamden (dants) Koloss Riot: 10. Koll (killersquirrel59) Koloss Riot: 14. Bunnt (Binnut) The Set: Alim (Malliw73) The Set: Satrams (a smart guy) The Set: Willa (little wilson) Kandra: TrelVin (The Only Joe) MitthRawn (The Gleeman) NaVorl (Alvron) The poem was written by Alron, and it is fantastic. Rain up votes upon him.

It's been over for a couple of hours, sorry for the delay. Write up soon.

Hoid. Hoidhoidhoidhoidhoidhoidhoid. I can see why you wouldn't like him without knowing some greater context, but even without that, his story of "Fleet" was enough to cement him as easily my favorite.

Aaarg! So tantalizing! But seriously you guys, thanks a ton for all of the time and effort you're putting into this. Even when I went to an event, it was only three hours long and I didn't even do the transcripts, but I was still pooped after. A dozen thanks to you, good sirs!

If Wit comes in, he might just lose it when he sees the type of people who inhabit Westeros. He might not kill them, but they won't be happy with what he does to them.

Long Game 8 Night 7: The Great Divide The voting was dull and uninspired. No arguments, and no rallying. The remainders could not force themselves to kill another that day. And so the kandra waited, annoyed at the useless waste of time where nothing was accomplished other than pointless bickering and poor writing. My writing, to be exact. votes: willa: (1), a smart guy terra: (1), alim dants: (1), pupper bunnts: (1), araris alim: (1), Taliz Duede There is a joke in the title. Upvote to who gets it first.

Day's done. Satrams, you're vote for Willa is the one that's standing, because you didn't green out your initial vote.

Day 7: Popeye the Sailor Man Popeye’s bones lay in the center of the camp, neatly and grotesquely arranged into a mesmerizing pattern. The bones spelled out, Tineye, I’m sorry. One of the kandra had selected a new host. Popeye was a kandra host, and had been a tineye! That kandra has jumped to a new body! Player list: Spike: Araris Corrupt Politician: Terra (Pupper) Corrupt Politician: Corrupt Politician: Jain (Lightsworn Panda) Corrupt Politician: Taliz Duede (twelthrootoftwo) Koloss Riot: Kamden (dants) Koloss Riot: 10. Koll (killersquirrel59) Koloss Riot: 14. Bunnt (Binnut) The Set: Alim (Malliw73) The Set: Satrams (a smart guy) The Set: Willa (little wilson) Kandra: TrelVin (The Only Joe) MitthRawn (The Gleeman) NaVorl (Alvron) Sorry about the double night, and the mis info. Life got unexpectedly crazy.

Still going to be 48 hours for next cycle; craziness came up that I had no control over. Write up is going to be short.

Well, oops. I had a brainfart (totally real medical thing ), and thought that the night was supposed to end at 6, today. So, the write up will be then, though the night has been over since yesterday.

Long Game 8 Night 6: Error The group tried to hold together. They really did. But there were too many options, too many suspicions, and too much confusion. The kandra were too clever, throwing the votes in every which direction. So in the end, they could not decide on whom to kill. And they waited another night. (Sorry for the short write up. WHAP test tomorrow, and I need to study. Besides, if you want a longer write up, you need to make more interesting results than a tie .) No one died! Votes: Bunnt: Araris, Willa (2) Kamden: Taliz Duede, Bunndt, (2) Wilson: Kol, Satrams (2) Taliz Duede: Alim, (1)

Wilson's right. Write up should be in by eight.

Long Game 8 Day 6: A New Set NaVorl giggled. They had been so tricky, watching the Zinc Ferring day and night. He had thought that for whatever reason, that he might have been able to trick them, or at least tell the others what had happened. Not so. The kandra were smart, and some of them had learned from TenSoon. TenSoon, a servant of the Ascendant Warrior herself. NaVorl had been his personal apprentice, and from TenSoon, NaVorl had learned how to defeat an Allomancer burning atium. In general, the same rules applied when dealing with zinc ferrings. They could slow time to a crawl, and then they would analyze and reconsider their actions, effectively reading the future from the velocity of the present. Then, NaVorl would alter his motions to suit his motives best. The others knew him as Alron. Close enough. His brothers supplied the distraction, firing a bullet into the Ferring’s leg and then another into NaVorl’s head. Binnut was closest to NaVorl; he turned around stared at NaVorl. “Alim was telling the truth. You are a kandra!” The Koloss Riot smashed NaVorl into the wall. NaVorl giggled. “Ah, you got me!” Then, thankful for his bones plated in steel, he dashed into an alleyway. He scaled the back wall of a building and watched from above. The Ferring stood warily, leaning against the hood of a car. “Guys, it’s me. They’re after me… I tapped my metalmind and saw Alron starting to shift his weight against me. You two, go after him. Take the metal chain. The rest of you, protect me. That’s who they will try and kill.” NaVorl giggled. No matter what protections they wasted on the Ferring, they would be just that; a waste. Already, he had his plan for the different person to take. He jumped down on his new body. Wouldn’t you know it, he thought. We’re all in new bodies now. Isn’t this fun? Alron is NaVorl, a kandra! He has bodysnatched! (This write up is based off of the kandra’s plotting, but it is not true. I did not state who the zinc ferring is, whether or not they are, nor did I give you any possibilites as to whom the kandra’s may have body snatched. Some liberties were taken). Corrupt Politician: Popeye Spike: Araris Corrupt Politician: Terra (Pupper) Corrupt Politician: Corrupt Politician: Jain (Lightsworn Panda) Corrupt Politician: Taliz Duede (twelthrootoftwo) Koloss Riot: Kamden (dants) Koloss Riot: 10. Koll (killersquirrel59) Koloss Riot: 14. Bunnt (Binnut) The Set: Alim (Malliw73) The Set: Satrams (a smart guy) The Set: Willa (little wilson) Kandra: TrelVin (The Only Joe) MitthRawn (The Gleeman) NaVorl (Alvron)