Kasimir

Apologies, but I've just gotten off work with back-to-back meetings all day. I'm not going to be able to do rollover tonight and will need to do it in the morning. I will regard the thread as closed at the proper time, and would request people respect closure. Any other catch-up is simply going to have to wait.

I hope you mean Night because I am not remotely prepared to do a rollover until 2330hrs tomorrow, just in terms of personal time

My official answer in the dead doc is some variant of "I have learned from MR7 that trying to tell players not to do a thing just doesn't work, potentially forces them on the basis of GM preferences, and often it will creep back into their decision-making anyway, so it is best to just make sure they are well-informed when doing it, since they are going to have to deal with the consequences." It's probably a bit more laissez-faire than the official GM position but people who feel this way have never had to come into a game on C2 and ban players from doing megafaction repeatedly >> Involving a lot of yelling, sitting on them, and stuff, and in the end, it didn't work. tldr; dwai I'm not mad or traumatised, I'm just being pragmatic

As I mentioned right below the rollover announcement, I'm declining to shorten this cycle for reasons that have to do with the gamestate. Yes. Don't take my response here to be endorsement or being against this course of action as I'm not allowed to have an opinion on this as a GM and am slightly concerned that responding here could be taken as endorsement. The official, proper GM answer is I run with what you all give me. The non-official answer is that my plans for the Elim win is more or less a complete wipe of the Fourth Bridge along with some explosions. I would take into account any requests the Elims have here. I understand one Elim had requested a bit of a drop where we find out the Fourth Bridge, contrary to expectations, is not named after Bridge Four but because it's the fourth such installation - the others keep getting destroyed by Scadrians. (I'm not especially sold on making this Elim end exclusive and I think this could be woven into another write-up, e.g. if the Village wins.) My plans for a Village win is to essentially write a story about the crew rallying and taking back their ship in a comeback. No explosions for this one. My plans for a Fourth Bridge win (this neither confirms nor denies the existence of a Fourth Bridge) would be the breadcrumbs I've been dropping about 4B seemingly being more sentient or involved than people think (well people just aren't expecting much from a shipspren.) This would take into account requests Xino has for Jacks (I think none currently applicable? IDK he's mostly sent me death requests which is realistic but also a bit pessimistic for his position but I've written insane amounts of analysis in the dead doc wondering why everyone is tripping ok putting professional GM hat back on.) Essentially the Fourth Bridge throws a combination of the Cosmere's biggest temper tantrum and No One Dies Today and takes charge, locking down the ship and sectioning everyone off until they behave. I lampshade the fact SE canonically expects people to be willing to murder and find evil people by random mob violence, and the 4B has decided everyone is going to talk out their differences like reasonable beings rather than killing each other to the last person. We have a glimpse of what Scadrian and Rosharan negotiations might look like. Siiiiiigh. Ok I am probably getting ninjaed by CadCom here, and I think Araris miiiiiight yell at me because this is going to break GM impartiality ( @Araris Valerian ), but seeing as you guys are now negotiating by preferred outcome, I need to point out a couple of things here, and this will involve maybe tilting the GM hat on my head at a jaunty angle: 1. @xinoehp512 Right I forgot sorry in answer to your question directed at me about whether CadCom is being forced to vote, I stand by my answer that I cannot offer you GM confirmation or denial of an IO action but would also remind you that I have already clarified that a player being IO compelled cannot change their vote after the IO contacts them. Simply put, if an IO had told CadCom who to vote for, I expect CadCom to change his vote to the designated target and to stay put. That is what the clarification means. (I did forget he can't tell you whether he's being compelled, but basically I expect a reasonable analysis to recognise CadCom's behaviour, according to the clarifications I've issued, is not legally compatible with being compelled.) 2. I @ TUO's quote because Drake's analysis is probably personally-motivated to some extent, but CadCom is kind of swallowing the spin and that's incompatible with the outcome you guys want. Fundamentally, no one is recognising the entire cycle, which I cannot confirm nor deny is connected to my reasons for refusing to shorten, is a Mexican standoff. The 4B, the Village, and the Elims all cannot win. What you can do is to decide who loses. This leads to a bit of a collective action problem. For the Village to win, an Elim must be voted today, and then the second Elim must choose to kill the 4B at Night. The Village then exes the Elim the next Day. This entails that the Village cannot control their wincon: they're at the mercy of what the Elims do. (If the Village votes the 4B today, they lose due to the Elims making a kill at Night to achieve parity.) On this line of analysis, the Elims are kingmakers. For the Elims to win, the Village must vote the 4B today, and then the Elim makes the parity kill at Night. On this line of analysis, the Elims cannot actually fully control their wincon either: they're at the mercy of what the Village does as they can't control the exe. On this line of analysis, the Village is the kingmaker. For the 4B to win, the Village must vote an Elim today, and the last Elim must not self-shoot at Night. I note that historically, Elims don't tend to decide to self-shoot to spite the neutral in favour of the Village (whom they've been playing against all game!) so I don't really know what Xino's analysis is smoking here. Anyway bracketing that - the point is that on this line of analysis, the 4B's wincon lies in the hands of the Village, and to some extent, the strategic preferences of the Elims. Since this is out in the open now and y'all are sort of making your decision on this basis, I'll say I'm happy to sort of skip/speedrun the Night if you all are trying to make a decision about endgame here and now, but I'm not shortening rollover as everyone needs to offer input. I've considered if it would be easier to just ask everyone to publicly vote on who they want to win (am willing to listen to player input here if you prefer this as a way of resolving the issue more directly), but my preferred way forwards due to the multiple kingmaker issue is to ask the Elims and 4B to submit their orders during the Day and we just speedrun the Night and I do the final rollover at the usual time today (it's 2AM + for me now so rollover is officially later today.) Y'all and your firsts Can we make this an SE first where the GM is forced to systematically do outcome analysis for you

No. As long as N4 ends with neither the Elims nor the Village able to achieve their wincons, the 4B wins. This statement is not meant to be regarded as confirmation nor denial that the 4B exists. The implications of this clarification is left as an exercise for the reader. Good question.

Listen here murderpuppy I completely missed that, I would do this no matter what, and I've talked briefly with IMs past and present about my policy of requiring Elims to stick the landing, t r u s t

Collection of clarifications, some of which y'all have asked multiple times >> Thank you and have a nice day >>

LG101: Day Four - Duel of the Drakes Tbh I didn't feel like doing a write-up so have a video which more or less captures Drake v. Xino: Nobody died! The Day has begun and will end in 48 hours at 2330hrs SGT (GMT+8) on the 31st July! Thanks to @xinoehp512 and @DrakeMarshall for magnificent duel RP which helped with the write-up. Noting in advance that I'm aware the Village will probably request a shortened cycle to get the exes over and done with. However, I am running with a full Day Turn for reasons. Crew Manifest:

The cycle/game has ended! Stay tuned to find out which is true!

Final interruption from me until end of cycle (hopefully): I'm going to refuse lock-ins after all and let you all just continue to send me 42069 different orders (you know who you are >>) until end of cycle. This also means that in the event a successful block occurs, the game goes on, as the only reason I was initially going to agree to an early truncation of this cycle was the potential for the Elim team to end the game in this Turn. Since the duel means that the game may go on, I think the rationale for truncation isn't there any longer. Please continue your scheduled RP violence, thank you for putting all your damn RP at the end of the game instead of earlier >:P

Passing for obvious reasons

Interrupting the very nice RP to let you all know that I will not consider any premature resolution to the cycle until/unless I get acknowledgement of a lock-in from any relevant party to the duel. Edited to add: I could RP this too but I'm tired man Drake escaping the brig got this energy:

Brooooo you're the oblivious fanfic dude fr I s2g How is this not textbook

This post has this energy:

Without getting too much into the weeds: the Village or 4B (I neither confirm nor deny if there's one in this game) winning would require the Elims to fail to send in a specific order tonight. However, the Elims have botched their orders previously (I can't say more), so I am requiring them to stick the landing. If I receive a set of orders that make it clear they aren't going to screw up this cycle, I am happy to call the game without going through the full 24 hours. Otherwise, there exists a very thin slice of opportunity for the Village or the 4B, if they get their orders right.

I'm a bit confused about what you are asking? Edited to add: Basically as long as the target has a night action, it will be redirected. If the target is an Elim who has a night action and the kill, both get redirected. The only exception is the oneshot unblockable kill - if the Elims burn that, then the normal action (if any) is redirected, but the kill goes straight through.

LG101: Night Three - Subterranean Homesick Blues As bridgemen from Maintenance cleaned out the officer’s lounge, and the medical officer took Cofi’s body down to the morgue for further examination, Lieutenant Ara sat on one of the unoccupied armchairs. Someone’d coaxed the 4B into behaving again, probably from Engineering, and if the lighting panels were a little dimmer near her, she supposed the 4B was entitled to her tantrums for the time. She wondered who was at her post. Kimril, maybe. Or maybe the 4B’d done what she was always supposed to do, and oversaw Life Support systems and air supply to each part of the research station without needing Ara to hover about and micromanage her like an overanxious parent. Cofi’s indicator remained stubbornly dead, like one of those Awakened circuit-boards from Nalthis. Relve’s, for the moment, glowed steadily blue. Some part of her wondered if Relve had anything to do with it. As far as she knew, Cofi and Relve had been at each other’s throats that day, when Roya and Relve were accusing each other of being saboteurs, and when the crew had finally chucked them both in the brig for being general nuisances, and just to be safe. Better the brig than the airlock, Ara thought. She sighed. Then again, Relve was stuck in the brig, which was heavily monitored by cameras and security. Last she’d heard from Jacks, Relve’d been in the brig all night, though she figured Security was concerned either Relve or Roya’d managed to escape. So how was he going to have been the one to have killed Cofi? Because, Ara acknowledged, that was the thing: Ara was pretty sure Cofi’d been killed, and they’d tried to disguise it as suicide, and pretty much everyone on 4B seemed to have the same line of thought. Security was investigating the death as a potential case of foul play, which was Command-speak for “someone might’ve killed her and we’ve got ninety-nine problems and this is right among the top of them.” With a groan, Jacks sat down opposite her. “Well,” Ara said, nursing her glass. “What’ve you got for me, Jacks?” “Beyond the fact the Captain has restricted the investigation details to need-to-know basis?” Jacks arched an eyebrow. Ara glared back at him. “I’m his lieutenant. The least he could do was—” “What’s your connection to Cofi, Ara?” Jacks cut in. She drummed her fingers on her knees. Be careful, whispered the voice, wise to the ways of this game. Ara temporised, “We were drinking buddies. The usual. Can’t always be holding down shifts with Life Support.” She did not want to explain the indicators. Jacks was alright, but sometimes Security got into a real snit about the strangest of things. The use of pencils instead of quills. That sort of thing. The last thing she needed was to become the leading suspect when Security was hunting down Cofi’s murderer. “I’m beginning to think they’ve forgotten about us, here,” Relve sighed. He’d already counted the lighting panels, the walls, the bed (fastened to the floor and the far wall), and pretty much anything within the cell that could be counted. They’d had breakfast, and it’d been pretty uninspiring so far, which probably suggested they’d let Raris get to the cooking, and while Relve was pretty sure Raris was a fairly competent Second Steward, what he was completely awful at was cooking. Raris hadn’t discovered spices, which should’ve been illegal for an Alethi man, but Relve supposed this was the sort of moral decay that came when men denied the Almighty and the good moral guidance of Vorinism. Raris’s entire philosophy on cooking boiled down to some form of “if it tasted awful, it was good for you,” and that sort of thing killed both your tastebuds and your soul. And now with Relve in jail, nevermind that the crew’d gotten one thing right and put Roya in jail too, they were staring at the sort of bland, tasteless, insipid rubbish that Raris thought passed for cooking, and the outlook for everyone was dreadfully bleak. At least the cell was clean. They dumped some drunk bridgemen in the brig too, let them sober up and work out that being drunk on duty or off duty wasn’t acceptable on the Fourth Bridge, and Relve wasn’t big about cleaning up puke and piss. In the cell on the opposite end of the corridor, Roya glared at him. “This is entirely your fault, traitor,” the research officer spat. “We both know you’re the one lying here.” Relve just shrugged at him. Figured that Roya’d come off the mix, but one way or another, nothing Relve said here was really going to change the situation anyway. Which meant that Relve wasn’t about to waste his time on another argument that was going to change things. By Relve’s reckoning, the crew was probably going to get into another argument about them, but it seemed for the best. One way or another, if his dying was what got them to really look at Roya, considering that Roya was seriously shady, then he supposed that was just what was going to have to happen. Footsteps echoed down the corridor. Relve glanced outwards, through the bars. Roya seethed in the unfairness of the situation. He’d done the hard work of following the trail of breadcrumbs, piecing things together, and had unmasked a saboteur. And for all of that, for doing what even Security had failed to do, he’d been chucked right into the brig alongside the smug Scadrian saboteur and told the crew were going to decide his fate. He was suspicious enough of Relve; the last thing he was going to do was to accept any kind of drink from the bartender! But no one believed his protests. And so he sat in the brig and stewed. And stewed. Were the saboteurs going to try for him? He wasn’t sure. He supposed that they’d consider him a threat, given he’d unmasked Relve. At the same time, the brig was being securely monitored. In the far corner, a security camera blinked blue, reminding him he was being watched all the time. Every movement, every breath. Maybe a Scadrian Mistborn could bust down the doors and kill him. But doing so would raise at least three different alerts and then Security would converge in full force on the brig. And Relve would still be dead. He’d unmasked Relve. He should’ve felt content with that, should’ve basked in the achievement, but all Roya felt was resentment and an underlying sense of hopelessness. What was the point, if no one believed him? The door to his cell hissed open. The mechanism was old, and Jacks had to force it open the rest of the way. “The crew took a vote,” Jacks said. His eyes were cold. Hope died, crushed like a cigarette beneath the heel of boot. Roya felt cold, himself. Ice coating his bones, running slick along his veins. He heard the sound of the airlock disengaging, imagined what that death would feel like. “On your feet,” Jacks commanded. Numb, Roya obeyed, as Jacks snapped security cuffs about his wrist. So this was how it ended, he thought. RoyalBeeMage was ejected out the airlock! He was a Research Officer! The Night has begun! It will end in 24 hours at 2330hrs on the 29th July 2024! Security Watchlist: Crew Manifest:

The cycle is closed!

Is this meant to be a vote? I usually ignore things inside quotes but am aware you are RPing.

Security Watchlist:

Really started to get back to pens and it feels so good Had to stop while my wrist healed but now I don't feel pain even when writing with my Carene. Still trying not to push it though. Cleaning out all the old pens and re-tracking what's inked though... >>

Brooooo you're just the oblivious fanfic dude, live with it I went with Harvey on my very first playthrough, largely because I was undecided between Harvey and Leah but was in the doghouse with Leah. In my country, if you're working for Joja (that stage of your life), odds are you are pretty much adult, and that's not how Seb, Abby, et al were written for me (late teens to young adult), so despite the egg hunt, I considered them all off-limits.

Reminder to all that we have passed Rollovet a little!

Pen-brother, we share the same brain cell