Feligon

I have the power of emssing things up,  It's amazing.  For example, did you kow that I randomly picked someone's name off the list and It happened to be the 9 year old?  My super power is so amazing, right?

Cylkan, you wanna go to the bar and get smothin to drink?  This one in towsn sells drinks with metal flakes for allomancerws.  I'm kinda bored right now anyway.

What is theis crazyh talk of breaths, shardblades and waakenings?  I lives in Twinborn villages all my life and I hane never heard of such things.  I think you all might be as crazy as that plummer guy who ate those poisoned muchrooms and travelled through sewers battleing fire-spitting plants.  I never heard of Elantris ofr Roshar either.  Am I that last one to know abouth this things?

EDIT: basically, yes,  youa re insane

My friend, Frank, told me that Odium was an evil guy and that he had a hard time dying.  Even though most of the shards did the work for him.

IO have no job, no one truste me to di it right, and I don't bleam them.  I just want to eat, but I have tno money.  Knowing me, I'd pobably mess up eating anyway.  Maybye I shouldn't even trust myself with momney.  Hmmmmm.....    How am I still alive, then??  I guess I eat enought fences.  the lord ruler made some pretty gnardly changes to the human body.  Maybe I'm a kandra?  Nah, if I were a kandra, I would have knows.  I'm looking forawrd to this game, even thought I will probably die.  Pre pare for spectacular fails of Faliu Faliu, In theatures (when does this game start?)....  then....  

Wait, who is the zombie?  We need to stop the plague before everyone starts coming back to life!

come one greypilgrin, don't be shy...  I can only sea you lurkijng in the bottom corner...

Edic; oh , they left

Faliu Faliu is m honest-to-goodness name.  If I ness someting up, I can't udo it, even in this text boxs.  It seems like bad luck is attracted to me, nothing I try to do works and I have extreme diffuculty doing even mundane tasks; it's like the universe is fighting me every step of the way.  But I swer by Ironeyes himself, that I will do anything I can to win this fabe, game (oops)

But why? 

You wouldn't believe me if I told you, sonny.  Back I my day when things cost 10 cents a gallon... (old man rant for about 10 minutes)...  We wasn't crazy like you folks and that's why we respected the decisions of our elders (in this case, me) and never talked back, no sir... (more old man rant for an hour) ... Eventually came to this beautiful cliff-side with a waterfall and everything... (old man rant continues for a few more hours) ... It really was the biggest raspberry I'd ever seem ... (even more old man rant for many hours) ... And that's why wolves don't have 10 legs.  What was it ye were askin' again? Everyone is asleep.. Oh, well...  what a shame.

EDIT: Really, though it's about timing.  I think we're more likely to get someone else off my hit-list this round.

Alright, fine.  I guess Piff wont be mad if I push my vote on him next turn...  Twei seems to be suspicious though.  Something happened in a chat with some other people before they mysteriously died...

Hmm, I think I watched a documentary on someone in a similar situation...  Nah.  I think I'll put my vote on Piff.

Winter Butt.  This extention is amazing.  I shall endeavor to use it whenever possible.

Hmm, yes.  Thanks Tulir, I will remove my vote from Downax.​

alright, back from vacation and I'm still alive.  That's good.

Ferrin had taken two very large naps, both of them almost killing him for some reason.  Cripes, is that Lu with Bortholemew's list?  Did he die?  Yep, Bort be ded.  I'm going to see if I can kill Downax.  

Sorry I haven't been more active,but I am suspicious of /red/renegade/red/

Lovin' this game already.

Ferrin scratched his balding head.  He figured if he lost a few hairs from scratching, it wouldn't be that big of a loss.  He was probably going to die anyway.  A plan formed in his head, more allies.  Okay, so it wasn't really a plan, more of a thought, whatever, who cares.  As Ferrin walked across the grass he let his hand slide across the stony ruins.  Some people became sad when they thought about fallen kings or kingdoms; someone was better and that was why they left.  They became too weak to hold their own and someone else came to power.  That's the way things happened, and that's how it would always happen.  Malcom was creating a list of what teams everyone was on...  or claimed to be on.  He had a suspicion that someone had already told him where his allegiance lies.

He thought about what Malcom had asked about his sword earlier.  Of course it hadn't yelled at him.  That was insane.  It was whispering, though.  That probably wasn't natural either.  Ferrin still trusted Frank's work, but he had said this was a prototype of something he stopped working on.  He said to progress this further, he had to pay a price that he wasn't willing to pay.  It wasn't like he couldn't have afforded it with all the money Ferrin blew on the sword.  There was something more than that.

Ferrin was snapped out of his doldrums by a voice that had a commanding tone to it.  Jain was up on a crumbled wall, rallying his team.  Someone being that bold means they have no fear of being killed.  We should try anyway.

Edit: color (how did that happen anyway?)

Hmm, if we rid the game of the most powerful team at the moment, the biggest open enemy of 4/5 of the players would be eliminated, but then some other teams could organize in the shadows, and the teams that can't, or have the misfortune of gaining a mole in their group, will be stuck with no hope.  Right now, we could easily strike at them, but it would have consequences later.

They will probably be the most powerful among us for a bit, but I think most of the people will try to kill all of them off.  that's one of the dangers of telling all the people what team you're on; it lets the majority know you aren't on their side.

If someone scans him, at least someone will know whether he's trustworthy.  Someone in the many channels of communication may very well affirm to someone else that he is, indeed, telling the truth.  As it stands, I have no real way of knowing the truth in this situation.  Someone else (possibly from my faction) may, at a latter date, disclose to me the true nature of the lightswornpanda.  I can only hope I know sooner rather than later.

We shouldn't believe him.  Last time someone straight up told the group what they were, they swindled everyone into lynching one of the most useful roles under the pretense that he was, in fact, said role.  Frank told me all about the evil Vinyerian Dagar.

someone scan him.

Ferrin looked at his new sword.  The size of the greatsword would normally have been cumbersome, but Frank was a master smith.  Even though the entire sword was made from an alloy of Tungsten and Titanium, the blade was lighter than steel and much, much, stronger.  The most impressive thing about this sword, according to everyone, ever, was the soft, yet powerful glow the sword emits.  Grey, the neutral color.  Overall, the workmanship was extremely fine, the blade, at first glance did not appear to be sharp at all, but if one looked closely, they could see thousands of micro diamonds lining the edge; sharp as a razor.  The name inscribed on the pommel, the name of the best sword from the best smith: Novaculam.  Ferrin sold his house to get this sword, and by golly what a good trade it was.

Oh, all right.  Ferrin, an ancient man with an ancient passion, fighting.  None of that sissy, ranged gobbledy-goop people are doing nowadays.  It's all point and kill, where's the fun in that?  You can't even see the terror in your opponent's eyes when you slice their weapon in half and they realize their fate is sealed, despite how much they try to abscond.  Some people accuse Ferrin that he uses too many big old-timey words, but to Ferrin, they seem to fit well; big, old words for a big, old guy.

"I reckon I only got a few more fights in me, but I wont stop until the day I die.  What's the point of livin' if ya ain't gonna do nuthin'?

Meta was a shard from the beginning, so it makes no sense why he would suddenly be odium. I still think its possible to have a traitor in the inner circle of trust.

we must be careful.

At this point, there's only Odium left (I'm assuming there is 6 OC's based on previous games) and no shards can invest in other shards, so it would not even be possible for me to have been invested by Splinter last cycle, hopefully he told the shards that his investiture was successful before he died.  If he did, the Shard Alliance can vouch for my innocence.

Okay, Winter, Pifferdoo.

Panda, I'm not blaming him for blowing up the worlds, but I think the OC's could have planned the destruction of the planets, and that is the best information I have right now.