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  1. little wilson
    Keira pulled the ragged blanket around her as she curled up under a collapsed bridge. She’d been lucky to find the blanket, and while she longed for the protection four walls would give, she’d seen too many of the buildings collapse. Best if she stuck to something that couldn’t collapse any further. She was hidden between two medium-high blocks of concrete, so it was unlikely anyone would find her if they weren’t actively searching for her. She was exhausted, after all the running around she’d done the last few days. Trying to form alliances only to have them broken two seconds later. She wasn’t even sure why she’d bothered, since most of the people hadn’t trusted her to begin with, so it wasn’t any skin off their nose when they tried to kill her. She sat up as she heard a dull noise nearby and then a sniffing. Eyes narrowed, she stood up, still crouched so her head didn’t rise over the concrete block beside her. Ready to pull her knife out at the first sight of danger, she relaxed when she saw the shepherd poke his head around the corner and come up to her. She smiled and went down to her knees so they were the same height, and then she started scratching him behind the ears. She’d watched the two dogs and their owner from afar a few times, and while she’d only heard the man call their names once or twice, she was pretty sure this one was Finn, and the wolfhound was Aora. She’d also seen enough to know that Finn was by far the nicer of the two. She looked around, trying to see where Aora was hiding, but Finn brought her attention back to him by licking her face from jaw to eye. She laughed, wiping the slobber off with the back of her hand and then settling back down. A shadow fell across her, and she looked up, startled as she noticed the wolfhound staring down at her from the top of the concrete block. Keira gulped, certain that the dog could rip her throat out in a matter of seconds, and then it wouldn’t matter how fast Keira could heal. She forced the fear out of her face, and leaned against the wall behind her, absently petting Finn, who laid down next to her, and kept eye contact with Aora. Finally, the wolfhound seemed to accept her as an equal and leaped down to stand guard at the opening between the two concrete blocks. Keira let her eyes drift closed as she realized these dogs would be good. Aora would easily be able to alert her of danger, and Finn was incredibly warm. With his body heat right next to her, she didn’t even need the ragged blanket--not that it was really providing much in the way of warmth anyway. Feeling safer than she had in days, she dozed off, letting herself catch a bit of much-needed sleep. She had a feeling she’d want to be as rested as possible for what was coming. She only hoped she’d live through it. Happy, Aonar? My vote is going on Luckat. My sources tell me she's the brains behind the Rithmatist organization and as Newan pointed out a couple cycles ago, she's also the most powerful protection role, since she can protect from multiple attacks. Also, Gamma, have you forgotten Phatt? You can't claim he wasn't a Rithmatist, since we all know he was. And if we want to be technical, it's actually the Cosmeres that haven't had a player flaunt their knowledge.
  2. little wilson
    Well, I've got two solidly. Not sure about a third though. I've been to his home near Versailles though. It was quite awesome.
  3. little wilson
    Would that information get you to remove your vote from me? (While I may be above blackmail, I am not, nor will I ever be (at least in these games), above a bit of bribery. )
  4. little wilson
    An incredible voting advantage? Team Epic as it exists right now without me has 2 members in it. The fourth Epic never contacted the main group, so the last two have pretty much given up. So your idea of a voting advantage is incorrect. I have no reason to go back to my team because going back would simply ensure my death even faster. I'm confused about your mention of blackmail. I haven't blackmailed anyone this entire game. At all. If you think what I did Newan just now was blackmail, it wasn't. If I wanted to blackmail him, I would've said, "Newan, remove your vote or I'll tell everyone what you know. That piece of information you asked me to contain." But that's not what I said. I have no reason to blackmail anyone, and I don't care to blackmail anyone. If you want to lynch me, go right ahead, but at least do it for the right reasons. I'm not Maill and I'm not Phatt and I'm not going to do what they did. Sure, I could reveal every bit of information that I have on every single player living and dead--role, faction, the actions that I'm aware of, etc. I know a fair bit and I can guess at a fair bit more. But you know what? I'm not going to reveal that stuff publicly. Regardless of who votes for me and who doesn't and if I live or if I die. So my death won't cause more chaos. I have one request to everyone who I've helped with information thus far: I hope you'll keep me from dying. I won't ask you to help me lynch Newan or anything specific like that. You can vote for who you'd like, but just keep in mind that I can't help you further if I'm dead. And in case any of you think that I'm blackmailing with that, subtly saying that I won't help those who do vote for me if I survive, you would be incorrect. I'm willing to help anyone. And I will continue to be honest with the information I give, just like I have been this entire game.
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    Ha. You're worried I'm going to win? Do you remember when I defected from Team Epic and joined Aonar on Team Chaos? Apparently not, because I haven't expected to win since then. I've been having a lot more fun playing the information game and providing information to the right person at just the right time. It's great to know that you want to kill me for that. Twei, I told the Librarians who your Mistborn is. I'm sorry. Make sure they get protected. Or kill Newan because if Seonid wasn't the Occulator, Newan is and that's the last kill role the Librarians have, unless they got something in the lottery. As for you, Newan, thank you again for letting me know how you repay kindness. You asked me not to tell anyone I told you about the Mistborn's identity. I didn't. Until now. You're welcome. Again.
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    I am also going to vote for Ank.
  7. little wilson
    All you need to know, perhaps, but why stop there?
  8. little wilson
    It's not a problem. If anything, you're helping me out too. Now I don't have to be the person who gets through the line and when Brandon's like "Do you have any questions?" I go "....No." He likes questions. I'm just terrible at coming up with them because I don't want to ask one that's already been asked before.
  9. little wilson
    This is good to know. I rarely have questions to ask when I go to signings (and I try to attend any that he does in the Salt Lake/Utah Valley area), so if you give me a list of questions you'd like asked, I'll make sure to ask them. And record his response.
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    Do we have a new question?
  11. little wilson
    I'm guessing it's Roll20, but that's just what a Google search told me...
  12. little wilson
    I love that double episode so much.
  13. little wilson
    Phatt, you're assuming I told you the truth in that list I gave you. Why would I tell the truth about that much information? I'll admit that I was honest about some factions/roles but others? Not in the slightest. It wouldn't make sense for me to give out information about every player in the game and not give it to everyone. And even if I were to give out that information, I definitely wouldn't give it to someone who'd said that they'd put a kill order on me.
  14. little wilson
    LG7, actually. And technically, it was only 3 people, since Newan was inactive for most of it. Never put Ren, Kas, and Gamma in a doc together. For that matter, also never put me and Aonar in a doc together if you want to keep bad things from happening. Fair warning.
  15. little wilson
    I'm pretty sure Maill announced who some of the Rithmatists were in his info-dump. I could provide the names for you, but I shall refrain because it's readily available to one who wants to search.
  16. little wilson
    You implied it: You're referring to Maill's Info Shop? I didn't give him the information he's using for the shop. But yes, I am giving away information, but the difference between me and Maill is that I'm not attached to a faction. I've defected. I'm not going for the win, so I'm helping everyone equally. Maill isn't. He's still attached to his faction so he's going to be seeking to further his factions' ends so he can secure the win, keeping as much information about the Librarians out of everyone else's hands.
  17. little wilson
    One, I'm a she, and two, I didn't sell information to Maill. The only information I've given Maill was the list of Rithmatists, which Maill would've gotten anyway since there's a Librarian in your midst already. I actually got the full list of Rithmatists from the Librarian.
  18. little wilson
    What are you offering? I've got a lovely gig already set up. It would take a lot to get me to leave it.
  19. little wilson
    PSA from your helpful free agent: Team Cosmere is a thing. I could even give you a list of half of their members, but I'm not going to do that. And for those of you who don't know my status as a free agent, I have defected from Team Epic. My services and information are for hire. If you'd like to know why I've defected or knowledge, contact me. I already have PMs with all of you, since some troll decided to spam my inbox.
  20. little wilson
    It's a public Ivy. There are a bunch of them. Plus, that's the only university I'm aware of that was founded by Thomas Jefferson. I could add Brown to that list, but I can't answer the question because I looked it up (though I did know Brown and the others already mentioned before I looked it up).
  21. little wilson
    Oh, well in that case Jain.
  22. little wilson
    And why exactly should we believe you?
  23. little wilson
    I got your back. And I'm hurt. I only requested 3 easy ones. That hardly warrants hate. : (
  24. little wilson
    I'm quite looking forward to this start. But in the meantime, back to Keira, Figgldygrak, Cleo, and Kae. “I am Figgldygrak!” Keira jerked awake and threw herself away from the hulking thing towering over. She cursed herself for falling asleep. She was supposed to be watching the door. She scrambled backwards along the wall, but she only got a few feet before she hit another corner and couldn’t go any further. She was stuck, and now she just knew this thing was going to rip her limb-from-limb. Suddenly, two people jumped in front of Figgldygrak, blocking its lumbering advance toward Keira. One of the new people turned to face off against the creature and Keira realized it was the spiked-eyed person she’d taken note of earlier. Maybe he’s not so bad after all…. Keira looked at his companion, noticing it was another girl. The girl turned to her. “Hi, I’m Cleo. That’s Kae. He’s a reformed inquisitor from Scadrial and I’m a smoker from Scadrial.” Keira cocked her head, a little confused. Scadrial? She’d thought she was pretty good with geography, but she’d never even heard of that place and couldn’t even begin to guess what country it was in much less what continent it was on. And the word inquisitor only made her think of the Spanish Inquisition, but she was certain that wasn’t what Cleo had meant. She was just as certain that when Cleo said “smoker,” she wasn’t referring to drugs. So she just stared at the girl, unsure of how to respond. And the Figgldygrak started vomiting. Only, it wasn’t really vomiting. Sure, things were coming out of its mouth, but they looked like 1-dimensional figures--not partially-digest food-stuffs, like normal people vomit. She wasn’t sure what the figures would do--they almost looked like they were drawn with chalk--but she was sure that she didn’t want to find out what they did. Anything coming from that nightmarish mess couldn’t possibly be good. Cleo turned back to her. “You okay?” she asked. Keira nodded, watching in sick fascination of the chalk forms spilled down Figgldygrak’s body and onto the floor. The figures parted, some of them heading towards Kae and the rest coming towards Keira and Cleo. That shocked Keira into action. “We need to get out of her.” Figgldygrak was blocking the stairs down and most of the collapsed second floor wouldn’t be safe to scramble over to get down to the first level. That meant a window. Which could mean broken bones, but she could take broken bones over the mysterious chalk figures. She saw a window through a doorway next to her, and she pulled Cleo with her. “Let’s go. Kae can follow us.” And with that, Keira dove headfirst out the window.
  25. little wilson
    Don't act like you didn't see the white text, Kas. I know you did. And that's exactly what it was for. That double negative was specifically for you and overcompensation.
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