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    This is the point I contest. Allomantic bronze gave Phatt the means to make an informed decision on who to spike. And based on what I've seen of his play in previous games, he probably would have done so. On the other hand, he wasn't going after you, at least in thread, and that PM comes off as rather apologetic...I'm not certain, but not satisfied, either. My vote stands for now. It's only confusing when we can't be sure if a vote will count or not, and her lack of a vote was one of the first things Winter said. By your logic, the ones who are suspicious are those who don't sleep and vote normally anyway. There are reasons for the Spiked to sleep (vote control beyond manipulation of unreliable village votes) and not sleep (use of roles), and similarly for the village. Overall, the Spiked might have more incentive not to sleep, but that's more because they have better means of using their roles.
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    Axies was explicitly killed by a hemalurgist. Joe and Luckat's attackers were also referred to this way, so this is definitely the Spiked kill. Mountford was killed by a villager. So what do we know about Axies? -He PMed just about everyone in the game asking about their powers. I have reason to believe he was the person to attempt to spike someone in night 2. -He had Allomantic bronze Taken together, these two are rather interesting. Seeking can distinguish between normal and hemalurgic powers. We've been assuming the would-be hemalurgist just went for anyone with the right power, but what if that's not the case? If Axies used Allomantic bronze the first night - which was an excellent opportunity, so he probably did - he would have known some of the Hemalurgic powers in use. Matching that up with power claims from his PMs, he would have had a decent chance of picking a Spiked as his target. Kwon? Kirrah stared hard at the sketch before her. She'd mostly forgotten the dream, but with this drawing, she could hang on to a few important details. The symbol wasn't correct - she was certain of that much - but it was close, and she'd managed to hold the lines straight despite her shaking hand. She pinned the paper to the wall in front of her. There was a mystery here, and she was going to get to the bottom of it. But how did this tie in to Gund and the Trellists? She'd have to go through the letters again. Still, she couldn't let the Trellists think she'd caught on to them. She slung her banjo around her neck and pushed out into the street, playing as she walked. (Her left hand couldn't quite keep up with her right, but that was what practice was for, after all.) Outside, the banjo drew surprised looks, and everyone seemed to suddenly find a reason to walk quickly away from her. Hmm. Perhaps she was playing a bit too loudly. Reducing the volume, Kirrah found she could hear the voice of a crier ahead, and walked towards them. The words resolved themselves. "...warhammer, Hazecrusher! This ancient relic isn't affected by Allomancy, because it's made of solid aluminium! This fearsome relic..." "What?" She punctuated the word with a discordant strum. "Aluminium is lightweight and malleable! It would be a terrible material to make a warhammer from! No, I think you're mistaken - its far more likely to me made of stone. And wood. With a bit of aluminium to hold it together. Actually, wood would decay, would it not? So - " The crier glared at her. "Does it matter what it's made of? It's allomantically inert and deadly, and it's been found! That's the important part!" "Of course it matters! You see, if..." Kirrah continued, grinning. It was much harder to ignore her with a banjo to back her up.
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    Sorry Dowanx; that wasn't what I was expecting. I didn't sleep during night 2, and assumed my vote wouldn't count. I'm not sure what happened, as Araris' vote evidently wasn't Rioted to you. The Twinborn had listened to her. It was a new experience. Swept up in the moment, Kirrah marched at the head of the mob, moving north to the Upscale Residential. She couldn't quite remember what they were doing, but it was sure to be good, right? Ahead, the crowd parted. A well-dressed man was kneeling there. "Please! It's not what you think!" That's right. He was a Trellist! She'd finally persuaded the Twinborn to pursue their overlords. The man was begging for mercy, but the crowd moved in, seeking blood. As Kirrah lost sight of him behind the throng of bodies, his pleas morphed into laughter. Suddenly she realised all the Twinborn held cadmium spikes, but...weren't the Spiked the enemy? Why would they... The crowd vanished, then the ground under her feet. She could still hear the Trellist laughing, but where he had knelt, there was...a symbol? The spikes were floating before her, arranged in a strangely familiar pattern, glowing softly. And the disembodied laugh continued, sending wave after wave of shivers down her spine... "Buh!" Kirrah sputtered awake. She'd dozed off while searching Gund's discarded letters. How long had she slept? Where were the letters? Was she...in the middle of the street!? Was that a dead body? "Quickly! The Spiked have struck again! Look, they've just left the body! They're getting more brazen every day. If we don't..." "Your idea. Are you calling yourself Spiked? 'Cause we're happy to lynch you if that's the case," came a strange voice. ... ... "WHAAAAT!?!?!?!?!?!? What are you saying? Tell me! What happened? How'd he die? If you don't tell me I swear I'll - " Kirrah stopped when she realised she was waving a knife. "You went up and stabbed the guy. Then started shouting that he was Spiked, so we all jumped in. But," the stranger paused, watching the knife, "he was just a regular guy. Or as regular as a Twinborn can be, at least." Kirrah said nothing, too stunned to do anything but stare at the corpse with mouth agape. Surely not. This was just another weird dream. Eventually she would wake up with her head on a stack of old letters. She hadn't attacked him. It just didn't make sense. Shaken, she sat down down at the edge of the street to wait for the dream to end.
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    But that's the kind of person we want to go after. They're not helping the village effort in thread, but are engaging with the game, hence if we press them it's likely to get a response. These votes are (generally) meant to change activity, rather than lynch genuine inactives. We can't afford people to play via PM and expect the rest of us to hold the line for the Village in thread. Dowanx Working with the kandra will be useful. But if they're proactive enough to kick off a Village alliance, they may well do the same with the Spiked. So, yes, but with caution. Did anyone see anything in PMs that would give the Spiked a reason to target Joe? I notice he had Feruchemical pewter, which may have been why - if he told anyone.
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    This was meant to be posted during the night cycle, but (thanks to daylight savings) the rollover was earlier than I thought. Mayor Gund's house was one of the best-lit buildings in the caverns. Steady gas lamps shone through each window, mingling with the warm radiance of the streetlights. Kirrah watched occasional passersby from where she sat, hidden in the shadows. She didn't normally meet the mayor in person, but apparently he had an important message for her tonight. She heard a door open, followed by whistling - the signal. She ducked behind the building, avoiding the piles of 'extra storage' the Mayor couldn't bring himself to throw away. Gund himself appeared a few moments later, carrying a stepladder. He frowned at her as he rounded the corner. "First of all" he said, setting the ladder down, "why aren't we meeting somewhere more...hidden?" "Oh, that's simp-" "SSHHHHHhhh!" "Think about it," she continued, more softly. "If you're seen heading to some dark corner in, say, the Cemetery, what will people think? I'll tell you what: they'll think 'what is the Mayor up to?' And they'll get suspicious. This way, they'll just think you're fixing the gutters or something. Which is much -" "Fixing gutters? We're underground. Anyway. You're here because I've been rather disappointed with your performance." "What!? Didn't you hear me the night you declared war? I had the Spiked pinned on Millie! And the Cadmium bubbles - just you watch, I'll figure out how she masterminded the whole thing and then - " "It doesn't matter what you say, it matters what people think! you can't even hold the line on public opinion; they just laugh you off. So, if you can't sow some genuine doubt this week, you might have to find a new roof over your head." He picked up the stepladder and walked off before she could respond, so she fixed his back with a glare. (Much meaner than she'd given Lord Mountford and retinue.) Losing the Mayor's 'special consideration' on rent wasn't much of a blow - she wouldn't be sleeping in her bed anyway, thanks to the Spiked war - but his lack of consideration for her hard work was just rude. Annoyed, she glanced around the piles of refuse. A basket of scrunched paper caught her eye; she walked over to it and started pulling the balled pages open. Personal correspondence, personal correspondence, finance, list of residents - This one was mostly blotted out by ink. Curious, she walked over to better light. There were only a few words she could pick out. 'Sleepy twinb' - twinborn? 'Cadmium' was clear. '-rellis-'...Trellis? Trellist? And... '...mind control.' Eyes wide, she pocketed the page. What was this letter?
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    If we run with the idea that the bubbles were all from the Spiked, then this requires them to have four Bendalloy/Cadmium mistings. That takes up more than half their team (with 30 players and potential conversions, I'd hold the line on the number of Spiked at 7). For a game of this complexity, that's a strong imbalance of powers between the village and Spiked. It's not impossible - depends how much the GMs want to troll us - just unlikely, IMO. It's more probable the Spiked have one Bendalloy/Cadmium pair and the other occurred by chance, or that it was entirely chance. Bendalloy and Cadmium are background powers, not passive. Does that mean they all had to choose to activate them? Upvotes for you! Nobody's picked that before
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    "You say it was allomancy, but if you stop to think, you'll see it can't possibly have been time dilation effects! You wouldn't usually need to sleep after performing just one night action. Wouldn't that always be true in your rest frame? Why would the flow of time elsewhere determine how much sleep you need? I'll tell you: it's because there was no Cadmium! Anyone who left the Town Square got hit by the Trellists' brainwashing and forgot those periods ever happened. And they'll do it again! We need to find those aluminium foil hats, else we'll all..." Nobody was paying Kirrah much attention, but that didn't bother her. She could talk at them all day. Maybe she'd hold the line about cadmium - whoever it was had stopped her from having a try at her new banjo, after all. She'd hoped to have some musical accompaniment to her heckling today, but it was not to be. Perhaps she'd get to practice tonight instead. It sounds like a lot of us are in the position of having lost two actions due to the Cadmium burners. I'll tentatively agree with Maill on not lynching anyone, since it seems only people who both stayed in the Town Square and chose to sleep actually have a vote, which is likely a small group and hence potentially easy for the Spiked to control. I'm not above pseudovotes, though! Where's Meta? Eol? Piff?
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    "...But an entire village of Twinborns? Why? Do you even know when you arrived? I certainly don't. We've been brainwashed, I tell you. This is all a plot by the Trellists to build their perfect metalborn bloodline! And the Spiked? Here to "unite" us against a common foe. Sheriff Millie knows exactly what's going on, mark my words..." Mouth still moving, Kirrah looked towards the oddly-shaped package leaning against the stage. She'd checked it out before the gathering - strange packages were excellent theory fodder, particularly when everyone in the village could see them. This one had been specifically addressed to "Lord Hadrian Penrod", who had just discovered it. Unexpectedly, by the baffled look on his face. "...should all move north twice tonight, break free from the Trellists' artificial limitations..." Millie and Karlin, watching surreptitiously through the dispersing crowd, suddenly started laughing. Kirrah looked back to Penrod, who wore a distinctly unimpressed expression, with...was that a... Penrod abruptly turned on his heel and strode away, leaving the - yes, it was a banjo - behind. Curiosity satisfied, Kirrah ran a few steps to catch up with her audience - Lord Mountford and retinue, she realised. "...why we can't expect any help from Gurn. Whoops, Mayor Gurn. Anyway, if we can get our hands on some aluminium foil hats, we can at least avoid the worst of the brainwashing if they decide to -mmfh!" She cut off abruptly as Temai shoved a handful of grapes in her mouth. "Go bother someone else," he growled. It was accompanied by a menacing wave from Walin's palm frond. As they walked away, Kirrah fixed them with the meanest glare she could muster (not her best, thanks to the mouthful of delicious grapes) until they were out of sight. The square was mostly empty by then. Several of the villagers were still conversing, and the banjo lay where Penrod had left it. The alehouse would be a better place to continue her work, she decided. But she couldn't quite banish the image of the banjo, lying forlorn and forgotten at the base of the stage. After a few paces, her mind was made up. She turned and quickly walked over to it, and tried a few experimental twangs. If Lord Penrod doesn't want to be a bluegrass musician, Kirrah will be happy to fill the gap If we're looking to maximise our item-gaining potential, then dividing labour is probably a good idea. Longer term, maybe we could have people staking out individual rooms to search them repeatedly, to help in building up familiarity?
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    I found that somewhat confusing, because "Is Newan in the room?" isn't information you'd have either. I suppose one argument is that you find out via your action. So you couldn't go [if Newan is in the room, climb in the rafters; otherwise, search the room]? And are the results of previous periods valid information? Eg say I really wanted to attack Newan: If I attack Newan in any period, skip to period 4. I am in room A1. [1. Attack Newan. If he's not there, move to room A2.][2. Attack Newan. If he's not there, move to room A3.][3. Attack Newan. If he's not there, sleep.] [4. Sleep][5. Search the room.] ...For that matter, if you've got [1. move to A2][2. move to A3], but the tunnel to A2 was blocked, what happens in period 2?
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    I'll sign up to the random occupation group, as Kirrah Dotze. The possibilities of the contingency system are interesting. Does a contingency need to be the same type of action as the preferred choice? Eg is [Attack Newan. If he's not there, sleep.] a valid order?
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    Can't say I'm surprised Ah well. Twei. Edit: The Epics have two item-hunters and Mitosis still alive, just so you're all aware
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    Karlin
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    To be honest, I find this quite disconcerting in a game where there's legitimate information to be drawn from a supposedly-dead person posting. I have to read through the writeup again looking for revival hints that I'd missed. Maill's [*color] post earlier in the game was also guilty of this. GM, perhaps you could decree 'ghostly' colours don't count as a post for the activity check?
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    Preservation instincts dislike the 33% survival rate of knowledge flaunting ...I've been persuaded. Luckat Gamma
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    *sigh* Her reason, Araris, is that the Rithmatists are the most powerful team at the moment, so she's picked one to go after. Why Gamma, I have no idea, especially since I've been trying to tell her that Luckat is a far better target. She has a habit of being ignored through the game and then taking control at the end. Anyone else want to take the strongest faction down a notch?
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    Wilson Newan
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    Somehow, I don't believe you on that second part. Here's the thing, Wilson. Either you're telling the truth, Team Epic is effectively out of the running and you're not helping them despite the opportunity for causing "Chaos" that supporting an underdog represents. Or you've made up with them, and Team Epic is a threat precisely because you're on it. ...Honestly, with our losses last cycle, that ruse is no longer useful. The Mistborn never contacted me. The player in question and I were trying to throw what uncertainty we could into our role distribution, given how much was already public knowledge by that point.
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    I'm voting with Newan on this one. Not only is Luckat a powerful role, she's also an excellent player.
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    Enough with the blackmail, Malcolm.
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    link Alv confirmed at the very beginning of the game that Team Cosmere was present. I'm not sure if Serial Killer/s or Hoid count as factions here.
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    I think Jain and Phattemer have the right idea. I'm on Team Cosmere. Contact or seek me if you wish.
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    Todd Smith is an extraordinarily nondescript man. You see nothing particularly noticeable in his clothes, or his face, or his name. They're so average he might have cobbled them all together deliberately so he didn't stand out. You can't tell anything about where he's from, or what he is, beyond that he exists. "Morning", he says, in an accent reminiscent of the upper-west-southeast US. Or possibly UK; it's hard to tell. "What happens now?"
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    Thanks for the feedback, Joe! Winter, the main issue I have with your game - before all the potential interactions - is that there's generally little incentive to interact with other worlds. Perhaps this is just how I play, but secondary and tertiary win conditions are generally nice bonuses that I won't go out of my way for. If I were a Villager in your game, I'd be focused entirely on what was happening on my world, possibly baiting worldhoppers into thinking we're in a worse position than we are. Interacting with off-world factions isn't worth the turn, unless the outcome of my world is essentially decided. Cleaning up the game by a) integrating the worlds more and b ) cutting down the roles (more interaction will only increase effective complexity) will make something that's more fun to play (and easier to GM!). Not for a while, given we're last on the list. Alvron is taking signups for Competing Realities right now, though.
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    If nobody has comments, Eol and I would like to sign up to co-GM the MR version.
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    Someone needs to cast a vote. I'm going to go for Araris. I've stated a lot of my reasons before, but I have a new one. Consider something Vine said after being revealed: And compare some of Araris' posts: That's the second time Araris has argued the same tack as the Eliminators (Winter was the first).
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