Lanscaper

Out of curiosity, which of the three images that you provided did you use? Additionally I would suggest rotating the image around from what I saw earlier? That's just a stab in the dark. Don't have more time for now, but hope that helps. Fatal error: Allowed memory size of 387973120 bytes exhausted (tried to allocate 528468272 bytes) in Unknown on line 0

Hey guys. So Mabi as RP will not be able to defend herself as I've said earlier. Logically there is not much that I can do to convince you one way or the other. Yes it is possible that I'm a Spiked player and that from the get go Clan and Asp decided to work with me and play an incredibly deep strategy to make suspicion against Mabi less likely. A strategy that would require someone to look in depth at the votes and come to the conclusion that they were voting against one of their own to cast less suspicion; rather than some other player where if two other people voted for Mabi, or votes were affected another way would result in the death of an active Spiked rather than an inactive Spiked. On the flip side as I've partially explained in some of my previous posts. When there was a count of three votes and three votes against Mabi and Erendi at the beginning, if I had known that casting a vote against Mabi would almost assuredly result in Mabi being safe I would have done that. However as the nature of the votes were not clear, and I was not conscious (I was asleep) during the hours leading up to the write-up I was unable to cast a vote. As it was, Mabi not casting her vote, and the result of Emotional Allomancy gave players far more information than if Mabi had cast their vote, and I've said as much previously. As for the one vote that was against Xaneth. We were getting near the point where a write-up was expected as being due. At that point I knew I was going asleep for the next 12 hours (yes I sleep for 12 hours) and that ostensibly without an extension I was not going to be able to get a vote in. After I made that brief post, Gamma Fiend contacted me (I was asleep at this point) saying to leave my vote as is, as someone had to get the voting process started. When I made that decision it was literally a coin toss between Xaneth and Clan. As some players had mentioned that Clan was more useful in providing statistics, and had what appeared to me to be a higher post/activity than Xaneth the vote was cast against Xaneth. Did this break from my usual pattern, yes. Is that suspicious, yes. But at that point what was needed was someone to start the voting process as everyone was waiting on Gammut to say something to start casting votes. And because of Gammut's role as an information hub, players are generally following his lead. As for why I did not join the lynching of Clan it was to keep true to what I said earlier. Mabi will not vote unless it is to save herself. That and it was clear that Clan was going to die. I saw casting a vote against Clan as something else that would be suspicious if I were to do so, why would I break my previous pattern when it is clear what the outcome was going to be. That can be spun in several different directions, but I would say in part that because of my nature, and lack of time to put forward a post as Mabi in character that I simply do not post that often. I'll glance over and read my e-mail, but writing here for the most part is a long ordeal as this post itself has taken me the better part of an hour. No post as Mabi this time around, she's tired and in recovery.

I was thinking that if Vizzini is a Rioter then the numbers make sense. When Vizzini Riots he negates his own vote to change the vote of someone else. In this case it would be that Vizzini Rioted Dane's vote and changed it to a vote for Mac. This makes some sense in that Vizzini is protecting himself without changing the vote of someone that voted against him, which could have been rather clever if he wasn't ousting himself as the Rioter. It could also be a role reversal where Dane changed Vizzini's vote but that makes less sense.

IF it is the case that a Smoked person (not a Smoker - I'm not as interesting as that unfortunately) shows up at Smoked or something other than a regular villager then you can with confidence confirm my role. But as I am unclear about this I'll leave you lot to figure out the finer details. I would like to mention that to my knowledge I am not being Smoked.

Looking at the write-up it looks like Vinizzi and Dane are Emotional Allomancers? Unless there is more than one person that is a Soother since we already kinda killed the Connector. Also the Seeker can seek me, but you won't be able to tell the difference than between me being either an actual villager or a Smoked character, unless you guys are confident that you know all of the Smokers and that they aren't Smoking me. I'm not saying that I'm Spiked, rather that the Seeker might find it more beneficial to Seek someone else. Going forward my plan is that Mabi will not vote, unless situations prove dire for my character, or my character role. I'm hoping that in saying this it makes it so that neither side has incentive to kill me, since I will still be active and reading these posts and posting from time to time. It could be that my logic is flawed that this makes you lot want to kill me anyways. Mabi was still emotionally confused. Somehow after still having three votes against her at the beginning of the speech afterwards she found that all the votes had changed to other targets. She felt relief that it was not her time to be lynched, although she did feel survivor's guilt that Mac, such a strong and standup young stud had died in her stead. She slowly eased back more into the bench that she was sitting in, thinking about the events of the past couple days. First Cyrus had died. Despite her and the other villager's efforts he had fled safety and had been ambushed. Then the someone else had killed Dryrii (The Coinshot) that same night to the detriment of the villagers. During the following day had been the first time that Mabi had been voted for. By her count it should have been either herself or Erendi that would have been lynched. Something had happened then where the crowed led by Meta that had hung Erendi instead of her. To their surprise upon looking at his dead body they had found a huge metal spike impaled through his chest, something that Meta and several others referred to as the Spiked. It seems that the Spiked were the traitors responsible for Cyrus' death. That night Mabi had spent living life to the fullest. As serendipity had it nothing of importance had happened. (Someone was Lurched and saved by that lurch. Raubber took damage, but did not die making him either a Thug or a very very fortunate Bloodmaker.) The next day the villagers were ecstatic that no one had died, and Mabi herself had been in good spirits. She missed that young caravan work hand, and hoped that he'd come back soon. Still the events of the following day had led to the death of Asp yet another Spiked with the powers of a Mistborn. She recalled that one of the three people that had voted for her on the first day. For reference those three were Asp, Xaneth, and Clan. She had been injured in Asp's death throes and had passed out for a while. Waking up the following morning to find that both Bartson and Forage had been killed. She'd been told that both of them had powers. She mourned the loss of the two men, who had provided her shelter from time to time over the years. Perhaps in pain at losing two men, or something else. Mabi had voted against Xaneth, reasoning that as Asp had voted against her perhaps the others that had voted against her were also guilty. When Xaneth had been killed and someone someone announced to them that he was a Connector, she was grief stricken. She resolved not to cast a vote against another person again, save to save her own life. That night there was another killing, and Arst's body was found with a spike in it. Three of the Spiked were dead. This last and more emotionally trying day Mabi watched as votes and suspicions were cast, several of them falling on her. But ultimately they had killed the young stud Mac who proved to be innocent. She snapped out of her reverie, and got out the bench, trying to get indoors for the coming night. Bartson's was empty, and she felt that she need some time alone to sort out her emotions.

Sorry guys been trying to get to a working computer for a while now, but my phone will have to do since there are so many people asking that I defend myself. So first in my defense I was voting after the people that had initially voted against me when Asp had voted against me. That meant Clan or Xaneth. As there wasn't much discussion going on at the time I had to guess one before I went to sleep. When I woke up and finally got to a computer to see that Xaneth was a Connector I was disappointed that I had guessed wrong. Mabi was going through emotional turmoil. She was in part responsible for the death of Xaneth who turned out to be a Connector or some such nonsense of magical power user. Still he was not against the village. He was not responsible for the death of Cyrus. For that she felt grief. She was also in pain. She had followed the doctor's orders and had been treating her injuries with care. Going beyond her means to keep the bandages changed, the stiching clean, and not exerting herself keeping to the bed. But that did not mean that her wounds didn't hurt. Irritation and itching sensations intermingled with the pain making it hard for her to rest. She was also hurting emotionally. This was not the first time that she had been suspected for the death of Cyrus. Some callused part of herself thought that she should be used to this now. That she should live out her words and be happy to have what little life she did have. But in combination with the grief and pain she found that she was losing her capacity to look at life with her normal positive attitude. What could she say that would sway the hearts of men that she had known for the better part of a decade? Mabi made her way toward the center of the crowd, leaning heavily on the crutch that The Doctor had provided her. "You all have asked me to defend myself. And in truth I do not believe that I can sway the hearts and minds here that would see me dead." "I can only say that I want to live. I would strip myself bare here standing in front of you if I thought that would sway your opinion. In fact I know some of you have seen me as such already and I see no shame in my form. But alas I know that some of you here will not be swayed by that and would rather see me dead for transgressions that I have not committed." "I loved Cyrus and all that he represented. I owed. No I still owe my life to his efforts. I owe my freedom and over a decade of joy-filled memories to what he did. I would not be involved with such treachery against him." She ended with tears streaming down her face. She did not know whether the tears were from the emotions that she had touched upon, or that her wounds were ailing her. Whatever the case she found that she did not have the energy to continue her impassioned speech. She started making her way back through the crowd and toward a seat. "If we must do this horrible thing then let it be so." She continued on her voice deadened, "The time that I voted first, I cast the stone against Xaneth. I was horribly wrong and I do not want to bear that guilt again." "If the majority of you vote to kill me, then let it be so. As much as I would want to live, if I must continue to go through this life with suspicion continuing to be cast against me I will endure this bleak existence."

I'll start things in case there is no extension. Mabi quietly raised her voice, still injured from the previous day. I vote for Xaneth.

Well this is interesting. It makes me think that an earlier comment about how the Spiked were trying to save Erendi by throwing a bunch of votes at me. It's kinda odd how Mabi either got a Soothed vote OR Clan is a Connector and is storing his votes. (If votes against Mabi are getting soothed then thank you!) So not knowing if Mabi will survive the night (although there are far more appealing targets out there for Coinshots) here is what I'm thinking so far relative to the information that I have about my character so far. Day 1 - Erendi and Mabi both had three votes against them, but only 2 votes for Mabi were counted. The people that voted for Mabi were: Asp, Clan, and Xaneth Day 2 - Asp was lynched and he was one of the three people that voted for Mabi in what I assume was an attempt to save Erendi. In my opinion this casts some suspicion against Clan and Xaneth (I would like to emphasize that it is suspicion and not actually an accusation). Additionally Clan has voted on both Day 1 and Day 2 against Mabi. In my opinion these are the two most likely situations in respect to Clan. Either: 1 - He is a Connector Ferring and is storing his votes. 2 - He is a Spiked and someone Soothed votes against Mabi. (I realize a third option is a Spiked Connector, but that doesn't make as much sense since if he were to store his vote then Erendi would be back on the chopping block) My suggestion (if there is still a Seeker out there - I haven't been keeping consistent track sadly) is if we can verify Clan and Xaneth's identity it may be helpful in our situation. Okay now that my thoughts are aired onto RP! Mabi was in pain, the soreness from the previous night paled in comparison to what she was feeling now. She had been caught in the stray spray of coins as Asp had entered his death throes as the entire village had realized that the crazy village peddler had been much more dangerous than they had realized. While she was glad that another one of the killers that had started to plague the village was dead, she couldn't really celebrate with the others that had escaped unscathed. She was on the ground, one coin had landed in her leg on her left thigh, another in her right bicep. She was keeping still laying on her right side, following Selvar's orders to keep still and pressure on the wounds. She did her best to keep pressure on her arm, and someone else was helping her keeping pressure on her leg. I suppose that mean that they flipped my dress and petticoat up? I can feel the wind down there. She wasn't really sure who it was as her eyes were closed tight as she just focused on blocking out the pain and trying to keep calm. I'm going to need a new dress. An idle thought surfaced in her mind as she thought about having to repair what would now be a blood-stained dress. I hope that these coins are going to be enough to pay Selvar to patch me up, and hopefully some left over to go towards a new dress. Numbness was slowly settling in on her injured arm and leg replacing the pain, she could no longer feel the warmth of whoever was applying pressure to her leg. She could distantly hear voices around her, it seemed that Selvar's voice was near, telling her that it wasn't too bad that that she'd be up and about by night fall. Part of herself doubted that, but she wasn't the doctor, just the occasional assistant for her skill with needles.

Well that was an interesting re-read to catch up with things. Sorry for the inactivity for the past bit, been busy. Now then seems that there is a bit of suspicion being cast on Asp and on Mabi. I understand that some of the suspicion that is being cast on Mabi has to do with RP reasons. I guess I should have made it clear that Mabi's RP will be based off of the information that she has, not the information that I have. It will also be written ambiguously just like previous posts. That said I will likely be unable to convince players not to vote for Mabi. Also sorry that I missed my chance to vote on the last day, but as it turns out me not voting gave us clearer information than if I had voted for Elendi (since Mabi was in contention for the chopping block). Or at least it seems that way to me. Now then, to recap on what Mabi has been up to. Mabi was concerned. Yesterday she had nearly been killed by the common consensus of three people that had cast their vote for her. It made her sick to think that men that she had known for the last decade wanted to kill her in their pursuit for information about Cyrus' killer. It was to her great relief that Elendi was hung instead, how or why she didn't understand, but she was alive yet another day and she would cherish it. She would cherish and enjoy each day that she had, fate willing it would be many more. She would swallow her words from earlier and do her best to live them out. She made her way to the tavern and spent the remaining day and night imbibing, laughing, and seeking the pleasures of life. When she awoke the next morning she found herself in a room with one of the caravan hands. Her head was pounding likely due to the hangover from the previous night. It had been a long time since she had had that much to drink. Tasting her dry mouth she faintly tasted lingering bile meaning that she had had more to drink than she had realized. Still from the soreness of her body she felt content in how she had spent what may be her last day of life, if the previous day was any indication. Moving from the covers she assessed the state of her dress. Her hands moved to the needle and thread that were kept in her mending kit, moving to repair the damage to her dress and undergarments from the young man's passion. Least she assumed that was the case, she couldn't really remember all of last night, but looking at the sleeping body partially covered on the bed it seemed likely that the rips and tears of her clothes were due to the young muscled man. Her morning was spent repairing her only dress, and smiling at the young caravan hand as he woke. She convince him to pay for a bath, sending him down to Bartson to have some water heated, and soap set aside. Once all that was attended, and she was convinced that she was presentable, she made her way out of Bartson's to find the others in conversation about the next person that would be lynched. It seemed that again she was under suspicion of being involved in the deaths, although after asking around it seemed that only Clan had actually voted against her. It seemed that most suspicion was being cast against Asp, the town peddler. She remembered that he was prone to crazy mutterings that varied from dark to lighthearted, and had also been one of the people that had voted against her. She had bought needle and thread from him from time to time in the past years but she honestly did not know much about the man, other than his crazy ramblings. It seemed that the others were talking about the crazy powers that some people had, and that Asp's death would be an inevitable fact unless they had proof of something else. She was not thrilled that there would be another death, but it seemed that she might have another day to live, a thought that made her feel warm and content thinking about what she would do tonight. She decided to keep silent for now, and collect information, casting her vote when she knew more about the state of votes, and whether or not she would be killed. She would vote this time if it meant saving herself, and not be frozen in horror from the suspicion that was cast against her.

Mabi was disappointed that her attempts to steer the conversation concerning this horrible task in a direction was interpreted as suspicious behavior. While she understood that she was steering suspicion away from herself in her advice, she understood that perhaps it would only draw suspicion towards herself by doing so. Mabi turned towards Meta addressing him, "Meta first off I understand why you have suspicions about me and the other guards. Part of the reason why I asked Gamut to compile the list was to see if that information would assist us in narrowing down potential suspects. I am not so naive that I do not suspect that there maybe men among that list that may have betrayed Cyrus. But we must begin somewhere." "I do not know if my words will sway people for or against voting for me at the moment, but as Meta mentions we must continue our dialogue about this horrible decision. I do not know for whom I will vote for at this point in time. As we still need more information to better ascertain for whom we vote. In the meanwhile though, I shall seek to enjoy life, whether or not I am lynched or the foul people who killed Cyrus kill me." "Meta my dear, if I survive today do you mind if I stay the night with you? Perhaps we can assuage each other's fears of action or inaction."

"Dane dear," Mabi replied, as she had collected herself and dried her tears deciding that with all the doom and gloom that was going around things needed a more cheerful tone. She smiled. "I believe that the word that you are looking for is empathize, not emphasize, although if you did mean emphasize I do wonder what you wanted emphasized." She closed the distance between them reaching out and held his hand squeezing it gently and trying to do her best to comfort him with her smile. "I'll account your wordplay as part of your distress." She let go of his hand moving to his side and whispered in his ear adding a playful tilt to her tone "Although I pray for our future security that you do not find yourself in distress and stumble upon your words when you deal with passing noblemen and ministry members." She added breathily, "Perhaps you are in need of some practice speaking while under distress." She put a little more distance between Dane and herself letting him stew on what she said. Turning to the rest of the people in a more serious tone raising her voice, "If we must do this horrible thing I believe that we ought to look into the people who were not guarding Cyrus last night. While it does not exonerate myself and the other guards from what occurred one of the things that we do know is that the actual killers killed Cyrus outside of the house. I don't know about the rest of you, but I certainly could not keep up with Cyrus when he was moving with those powers of his. If we can isolate those people it will help us to act with more clarity in this awful situation. This is one of the few pieces of information that we do know at this point." @Peng I'm assuming that the Spiked person that made the false cries for help, were not part of the people that were at Cyrus' house as your write-up mentions that the sound came from outside. Additionally I'm presuming that the two killers that you mentioned (not that Mabi has this information) were outside and ready to lay ambush. Mabi is under the impression that the killer is outside of the guards group because most of them followed each other as part of a group to find Cyrus' body. She sought out Gamut, making eye contact, "Gamut! Would you be a dear and help us organize ourselves into who was guarding Cyrus and who elected to stay at home?"

Mabi was tired from the previous night, from the emotional and physical stresses that plagued her. The death of Cyrus to whom she was indebted to for her freedom was still something that she was processing. Without realizing it in her deadened stupor she had returned to his house and fallen asleep there. When she woke she could feel the salt from her tears as she had mourned the loss of a man that was a great friend to her. Looking out the window the light was already up, and from the sounds outside a town meeting was in progress of forming. She needed to look presentable in the light, and wash away some of the salt from her tears. She found Cyrus' washbasin and mirror and cleaned herself up as best she could, and tried to smooth out the wrinkles of her dress. On her way out she noticed one of the children staring at something, and in the light of day she saw the etched scrawl on the side of the wall. Her limited literacy made it so that she could only piece together some words here and there for some of the messages, although she did find the symmetry of one of the messages aesthetically pleasing, until she tried comprehending the actual meaning. She had dallied enough and she made her way toward the town meeting, just to hear young and handsome Dane ask for her to account for herself. Others quickly interrupted and Mabi took some time to collect her thoughts about what had happened, digging past the grief that she felt to the man to whom she owed her life and freedom for the past decade and a half. She got closer to Dane to make sure that he would be able to hear her as well as anyone else who decided to listen to her. "Dane, as you and many of us know I was one of the people that volunteered to stay with Cyrus at his house last night." She turned to Maw and some of the other volunteers who had stayed with Cyrus to try to stop his death from happening searching their expressions, "I was with the others when for no apparent reason Cyrus up and dashed out the door. We didn't even know what was happening, otherwise we would have tried to keep up with him or stop him, but he was just too fast!" The words tumbled out her her mouth the memories and the sense of helplessness that she had felt the previous night weighing heavily in her mind. "By the time we caught up with him as a group he was already.." Her words dried up, she couldn't bear recalling that memory and tears threatened to takeover her. Mabi focused on her breathing trying to keep herself under control. "Afterwards I must have followed the crowd." She finished. "What about you Dane, you were with the rest of us that stayed at Cyrus', did you notice anything else?"

Mabi was stunned along with the other villagers. She was still processing what had happened. Cyrus had run out the door surprising herself and so many others. None had been able to follow him quickly enough, at least not quickly enough to try to protect him. She followed the others dismayed at what had happened. Despite all that had happened, the villagers rallying around him he was dead. Did he betray them? Why would he run out the door away from the protection and comfort of the others? Why would he ...? Questions turned within her, preoccupying her thoughts, she had not processed what the others were saying mutely following them after the horror that she had experienced.

Just realized that Mabi is the only female character...? Least looking at the list it seems this way. Mabi watched in abashed horror as veiled accusations and violence filled the air. She was so disappointed in their township. Cyrus was still alive and breathing and yet chaos threatened to Ruin everything that they had built for the past decade. And everyone was talking so much so quickly that Cyrus, the person that they were trying to rally around had barely gotten a word in. She stepped a bit to the side of Meta making eye contact with Cyrus, "Cyrus, perhaps you should say something? Before things get more off topic?" She paused, "And also let me know if I can stay the night?" she added with a wink.

I have no clue either…I'm just trying to write ambiguously.