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  1. phattemer
    Forgot to put in Kamyle's vote, thanks for the reminder.
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    Cycle Three: Voluntas Populi Infima Lex Esto Perseus was not amused. His incompetent Epics couldn’t even manage to kill someone, let alone agree on a Reckoner. Hopefully today they had managed to pick out one of the dastardly do-gooders. He entered the hall, and the Epics gathered there began to squawk and bustle around like chickens. Why did everyone remind him of a chicken these days? It was almost unnerving… but it was beside the point. Who had they selected today. “Well? Tell me who you’ve picked out as a traitor.” Mike Durbin jumped up, eager to speak. “Yes?” “Lord, I tried to kill Locke, but failed. I believe he is a Reckoner.” Perseus looked around. One man’s beliefs were all well and good, but it was only when multiple people agreed that he would order Locke’s death. Nobody else stood. “Does anyone have another idea?” he said, dismissing Mike. As more people explained their reasoning, it became clear that there were two factions. Not the Reckoners and the Epics. But those that wanted to lynch Maren Noles, and those that wanted to lynch Mike Durbin. As the day lingered on, Perseus tired of hearing these fools debate. “Enough! I will make the final decision. Maren, you haven’t done anything wrong. But Mike here claims that he tried to kill someone! And we must encourage such behavior! Guards! Take him away.” A dark figure crept up to a house. They reviewed the plan of action in their head, and began to put it into play. First, to check the windows. Locked. Next, the door. Locked. They cursed mentally. Of course, they couldn’t expect everything to be easy, but a little luck wouldn’t be terrible. What had the third plan been? They couldn’t remember. Time for improvisation. The figure pulled out a sheet of fabric to muffle the sound, covered the window with it, and carefully used a knife to shatter a small amount of glass. They reached into the window so they could increase the size of the opening, and pulled out a few more pieces. Finally, when the hole was big enough, they selected a grenade from their large assortment of tools, yanked out the pin, and threw it into the house. As they made their escape, they glanced behind and saw a large cloud of chalk billowing out from the window. They smiled. In all their years at work, they’d found that some people could survive explosives, but that almost nobody could survive asphyxiation in a growing cloud of chalk dust. The following day, Graye Pierce was found dead in his house. The only abnormality was a broken window- and a fine layer of powdered chalk on everything in the room. The complex of apartments was silent. At this hour, any sane person had to be asleep. And all the sane people were. Thus, every Epic was wandering the hallways. Every Epic, except Star Thief. She, quite sensibly, was asleep, making sure she’d be up for the rigors tomorrow would bring. Unfortunately- or luckily, depending on your perspective- for her, she would never face another hardship in her life. Eventually, the Epics settled down. But one of them wasn’t settled. Standing a safe distance away from Star’s quarters, they activated the explosive. The entire building shook, and the room was, to put it mildly, disintegrated. But these weren’t all the things that happened on that eventful night. A third figure, dressed all in black, slinked into someone’s room. They had everything required- padded shoes, black mask, and the knowledge of how exactly to kill the person lying on the bed below them. A simple knife would do. A knife straight to the left elbow. They steadied their arm, aimed, and stabbed. The target groaned once, and then fell still. The black figure waited for a minute to make sure they weren’t making, retrieved their blade, and then walked deliberately down the hall back to their own dwelling. Once they were gone, the target sat up, their wound already closing. They checked it for infection and went back to sleep. Mailliw73 was lynched, but survived! Kynedath was killed! They were an Epic, with Forcefields and Heat Vision! TheSilverDragon was killed! They were an Epic, with Illusions and Telepathy! Someone was attacked, but survived! Vote Tally: Mailliw73(Maren Noles): 4; Paranoid King, Kipper, Adavantos Adavantos(Mike Durbin): 4; Clanky, Orlok, queensteph Hellscythe(Avi Exseus): 1; Kynedath Elkanah(Ken): 2; Araris Valerian, Elkanah queensteph: 1; Kamyle PMs are sent, and Cycle 3 will end at 6 PM EST Monday January 18th!
  3. phattemer
    Cycle over! Write-up will be up in a while.
  4. phattemer
    Clarifications: 1. Magnified Persuasion is a passive power, and Transmogrification stops someone from voting at all. It would negate both votes. 2. The answer to any question about how vote manipulations show up is PAFO. 3. Just because you can trust the write-ups doesn't mean they can't be deceptive. 15 minutes!
  5. phattemer
    About a half hour left to get in actions!
  6. phattemer
    Latest clarification: PAFO.
  7. phattemer
    Latest clarification: Transmogrification is NOT a roleblock. It simply makes someone's vote not count.
  8. phattemer
    By the way, nobody is currently in danger of death by Perseus. Anyone who is (i.e. inactive for one full cycle) will have their name in the write-up.
  9. phattemer
    It's my shorthand for Enhanced Relationships.
  10. phattemer
    Did you get the role? I'm on mobile at the moment but I will create a new PM in a few minutes.
  11. phattemer
    Well, actually... Mystique signed up, but I forgot to put them on the list. They're retroactively joining Cycle 1, and should be treated like they were playing from the start. So everyone please welcome Mystique Chameleon, known as Kamyle in this game. (And don't mention the ca-ca-you know what I mean.)
  12. phattemer
    You should assume the write-up is accurate in regards to votes etc. Any errors will be fixed before or immediately after it is posted.
  13. phattemer
    Cycle Two: Ad Anamaxindam With the court having been gathered, Perseus went to the rostrum and began his oration. "I am afflicted with the greatest sorrow that some of you, who are, though in disguise, members of the Reckoners, are plotting to kill me and everything we have worked towards. Now, do any of you have an inkling who has purported this vile- nay, this monstrous crime?" Anamaximder raised his hand. Perseus frowned. Wasn't that the new recruit who could turn wood into metal? A useful power, to be sure, but it didn't exactly go with his strange connections. Even though he had only arrived days before, everyone seemed to like Anamax, ad he was affectionately known. "Yes, you in the back?" "Well, Lord Perseus, I believe that someone has to throw the first stone, and since everyone else seems unwilling, I decided to do it myself. I'd like to hear what Tyler has to say about all this." Tyler, shocked, sat down in surprise. Sam Charleston stepped forward. "I don't think anyone here should be accusing people without some proof. Seems like the sort of thing a Reckoner would do." Locke and Avi Exseus jumped up at the same time. Glaring at each other, they both said "I agree!" and sat down. Maren Noles was the next to make a point. "I also don't think we should condone baseless accusations." Anamax seems distraught at all this attention for such a small statement. He decided to step up and illuminate the situation. "Guys, the person I meant to accuse was him", he said, pointing to Lopen. "There's no question about it- that man is a Reckoner." Perseus blinked in confusion. Was that a confession? It certainly couldn't be anything else, since he was pointing to himself. "Guards! Take him away!" Following the... removal... of the misguided minion, all the Epics went back to their apartments. A shadowy figure didn't go to their own, however. They were following someone else, also obscured. As their target went inside, the figure went out the window of the corridor, along the wall, and into the window of the room. Excellent... their target was facing away. They could have done the job either way but this was less messy. They pulled a knife and threw it into the back of the target's head, immediately backflipping out the window. The target lay on the floor, unmoving. Then they stood up. They yanked the knife from their head with an annoyed grunt, and began to examine it. Just a simple 6" blade, with a standard handle. The handle was covered in powdered chalk to give a better grip, and the blade was now slick with blood. Nothing special to see. They tossed down and went to sleep. A second figure didn't go where they were supposed to. This one, however, seemed to have more of a purpose. They had waited until everyone was asleep, so that their mission would be unobstructed. They strode across the lawn to a small outhouse. Fancy. They surreptitiously went around the house, putting something on it every few feet. Finally, they walked a safe distance away, and set off the explosives. The house was utterly demolished, but in their rush to get back to their dwelling they didn't notice the bleary-eyed figure sitting in the middle of a crater. Anamaximder was lynched! He was an Epic, with the powers of Transmogrification and Enhanced Relationships! Someone was attacked, but survived! Someone was attacked, but survived! Vote Tally: Anamaximder: 5; Bridge Boy, Orlok, Hellscythe, Anamaximder, Mailliw Paranoid King: 1; Arraenae Adavantos: 1; Araris Valerian Elkanah: 1; Elbereth Orlok: 3; Paranoid King, Adavantos The following are things the spectators get to do. They have no impact on the game. Kipper was saved from boredom by Honor! Adavantos received a potted belladonna plant from Cultivation! Cycle Two will end at 6 PM EST on Sunday, January 16th. Current Player List All PMs should have been sent. Latest clarification: you are notified if you survive an attack, but not if you are protected from one.
  14. phattemer
    Cycle is over! Cycle 2 will be in posted ~5-10 minutes. (I'll count your vote for PK today, Arraenae, but try to green them out in the future) Edit: I accidentally a word.
  15. phattemer
    10 minutes until the end of the cycle!
  16. phattemer
    You drank the root beer?!?!? Nah, nothing special about that.
  17. phattemer
    You don't get it/them unless you read Sanderson! Bananas are like pugs
  18. phattemer
    I volunteer!
  19. phattemer
    First time I've ever seen someone take the cookie.
  20. phattemer
    I'll assume you're referring to Anamaximder, but for the sake of clarity you should use his current name.
  21. phattemer
    He settled back down on a rock, bowing his head. The bridgemen crowded in around him. Hopefully they hadn’t seen Kaladin following Shallan with his eyes, straining to hear her voice. Renarin stood, like a shade, at the back of the group. The bridgemen were coming to accept him, but he still seemed very awkward around them. Of course, he seemed awkward around most people. Here's a different quote that shows that Kaladin, at least, likes Shallan. It was mentioned earlier in the thread but not for this part. (emphasis mine)
  22. phattemer
    Clarification with lynching: You must have 2 votes or more on you to be lynched. If there's a tie, Perseus will choose someone from the top vote-getters to kill.
  23. phattemer
    Wilson put the second vote on someone for a not very good reason, and they were lynched by a bandwagon.
  24. phattemer
    It's a lot more complicated than we originally thought (the map) Rome is like Rashek
  25. phattemer
    Setting yours on fire won't end well Chickens are like audiobooks
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