Quartz Zebra

My theories: Kangaroo - Honors Ghost for sure Albatross - Twinstorm Croc - KSOHS Heron - Kas Chameleon - Coder Dingo - Mistfallen Dragonfly - Divergent Axolotl - Mippo Gecko - Hoid Slayer Flamingo - TUM So long. Farewell. Adieu. Adieu. Adieu. Adieu. @Quartz Zebra signing off for the last time?

Aww, you should let us keep trolling for a while

I guess that is fair considering that this is only my second SE game

I would assume that everyone knows who I am at this point

Wow, what an ending!

You know, I don't really want to die. Toucan. Octopus

See! Wouldn't that make you want another lurcher? I was perfectly fine with it. It just meant the saboteurs have a lot of killing power. Or one of us is lying...

SUBJECT: EMERGENCY SHUTDOWN (Final Log of Engineer Finch) Finch lets out a long, weary sigh and sets her wrench down on the console for the last time. She doesn’t look at the mob; she looks at the ship’s vital signs, her expression one of grim acceptance. "Well, you did it. You finally pulled the emergency brake on the only person keepin' the hull together. I’m goin' to the scrap heap, but mark my words: when the lights flicker tonight and there’s no one to catch the coins headin' for the bridge, you’re gonna remember this moment. You’re gonna remember that you scrapped your Lurcher because you were too scared of a little noise in the vents. My flip’s gonna show you exactly what color my soul is—and it ain't Saboteur. @Taupe Gecko, I hope your logic is worth the hole you just put in our defense. To the rest of you: watch @Sunburst Toucan. I’m dyin' for that read, so you better make it count. Keep the engines runnin' if you can. But without an anchor, you’re just floatin' toward the deep dark. The wrench is down. The box is silent. Good luck, you rusted-out idiots. -(For the probably the final time) Finch

Alright then. Exe me. See how much closer to losing it gets you...

SUBJECT: RE: THE IDIOCY OF SCRAPPIN’ THE SHIELD You lot really are lookin' to sink this ship, aren't ya? You're talkin' about 'consolidatin' on me because you're scared of a Lurcher who knows how to hold their own? Listen to the math! If you execute me, you’re handin' the Coinshot a golden ticket to put a hole in Zense or yourself tonight. I’m the only one with a magnetic field strong enough to catch those projectiles! If you think I’m lyin’, then leave me be! If I’m an 'Elim-fake,' the Saboteurs will have to kill me themselves just to stop me from blockin' 'em. If I’m still standin' tomorrow, you’ve got a confirmed shield. If you scrap me now, you’re just clearin' the deck for the monsters. Y'all are makin' a mistake Stay safe, and don't touch my doodads -Finch

SUBJECT: Y'all are accusin' me?? H.E.A.R.T.H., you’ve got a real knack for reading the metadata, don’t ya? Looking at the ship’s logs like they’re a holy text. Was I online during the Day 2 rollover? No, that's been the one time I've gotten to sleep on this godforsaken ship! But here’s the thing about being an engineer: I don't go kickin' every pipe that rattles. I was on the Chiji train because the math seemed to lead there, and when I saw the Ophelia-clog starting to form, I shifted my wrench. I didn't jump into the "end-of-day madness" because when three different valves are bursting at once, the worst thing you can do is start turning handles at random. I stayed steady on my read. You call me "active but contributing little"? That’s 'cause I’m busy making sure the Lurcher-lines don't cross and blow us all to the Spiritual Realm! And also, what do you mean Echo? I'm the darned lurcher who saved Zense! If you’re lookin' for a monster, look for the ones who were changing their minds every five minutes to keep the tie alive. I picked my pipe and I stuck to it. Stay safe, and don't touch my doodads -Finch

SUBJECT: RE: PRIORITIES Listen, I know that Johnson looked like a burst steam pipe to everyone with eyes. It’s obvious, it’s loud, and it’s sprayin’ soot everywhere. But that’s the point—an obvious leak is easy to fix when the time comes. I shifted to Ophelia because she's is the kind of deep rust that survives the initial inspection and sinks the whole durn ship during a deep-space jump. If everyone already knows Johnson is a Saboteur, then he is a solved problem. But if we let a quiet threat like Ophelia slide into the later days just because they weren't the loudest rattle in the room, we’re as good as scrapped. I wanted to make sure the crew didn't forget that just because someone's "likely to make it later" doesn't mean they're Clean. In my engine room, we don't just fix the loudest clank; we fix the part that’s gonna fail when we're under the most pressure. Johnson wasn't goin' nowhere. But Ophelia? Ophelia tryin' to blend into the bulkheads. I’m keepin’ my wrench where it’s needed most for the long haul. Stay safe, and don't touch my doodads -Finch

SUBJECT: WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!?!?! Scrap it all! We just lost our Mistborn? Klin was one of the best regulators we had! That’s a massive leak in our hull, crew. We’re bleedin’ power and expertise now. And Zense? Someone tried to take a wrench to 'em in the dark! If the Saboteurs are gunnin' for Heron, it means Zense barkin' up the right tree. My Grumble-Gauge is pointin' straight at the shadows that moved while the Kiln was fallin'. I’m also backin’ the Security Chief on shuttin' down the PMs. If people were huddlin' in the dark to avoid the public log, they can do their talkin' right here in the bay now. No more "secret huddles" while the ship's on fire. I'm votin' Ophelia for now. While everyone was distractin' us with Chiji-gambits, the quiet ones let a Mistborn get scrapped. Time to see what's rattlin' inside that pipe. Stay safe, and don't touch my doodads -Finch

SUBJECT: RE-CALIBRATIN’ THE GEARS Finch wipes a streak of grease across her forehead, lookin’ up from the schematic with a look of intense concentration. Well, paint me copper and call me a conductor! I turn my back for one minute to tighten a manifold, and suddenly we got "ghosts" huddlin’ in the maintenance vents? Chiji, if there's really a "coordinated train" movin' through the PMs, then my Grumble-Gauge just hit the red-line. I ain't gonna be the heavy wrench that helps a "coordinated train" smash a crewmate into the scrap-heap—not until I see the math in the public thread. That’s just sloppy engineerin’. I’m reconsidering Chiji and switchin' back to Ophellia. Ophellia still actin’ like a clogged pipe, and I’d rather put pressure on a quiet leak than be a pawn in some PM-gambit. Consider this a system reboot while I wait for the air to clear on these "secret huddles." Stay safe and don't touch my doodads! -Finch

SUBJECT: FULL SYSTEM DIAGNOSTIC Alright, listen up! Since H.E.A.R.T.H. thinks I’m just polished brass and no gears, I’ve spent the morning checkin' every bolt and wire on this rust-bucket. Here’s how the "Parts" are lookin' from the engine room floor. The Defective Pile Chiji: This "Coinshot" claim is leakier than a screen-door submarine. They shouted it out just as the mob was gatherin’ with pitchforks. In my experience, if a part screams "I’m essential!" right before you toss it in the scrap, it’s usually lyin’. Johnson: Johnson, you’re spendin’ all your time polishin’ the hull while the engine’s on fire. Superficial analysis and "fluff" questions don’t catch Saboteurs. You’re actin’ like a distraction designed to keep us from lookin’ at the real leaks. Ophelia: Claimin' "Vanilla" as a strategy to stay quiet? That’s just called "hidin'." You’ve been switchin’ votes like a loose transmission, and I don’t trust a gear that won’t lock into place. The Sturdy Pile Levin: Proposin' the Kanga flip and survivin’ a Koloss-toss to the bulkhead? That’s some high-grade alloy. If Beagle’s a traitor, then this whole ship is already at the bottom of the ocean. H.E.A.R.T.H: You’re pushy, but you’re right to be. You’re lookin’ for the rattle, and you called me out for slacking. That’s the kind of maintenance this crew needs. Zense: Doin' the heavy liftin' and actin' as the party mentor. Even if you're a bit bossy, you're actually movin' the ship forward. The Questionable Parts Third of the Tide: I like that you did the homework on Beagle, but pullin' for an Octopus exe based on "weirdness" is a coin-toss. I'm keepin' an eye on your frequency. Kiln: You retracted that Octopus vote real fast when you realized the claim. Either you’re a cautious villager or a Saboteur who realized they were jumpin’ on a messy wagon too early. Frisk & Rane: You’re both makin’ noise, but I ain’t seen any spark yet. Don't make me use the mallet to see if you're hollow. I’m keepin’ my wrench pointed at Chiji today. Let’s see if that "Coin" they’re hidin’ is actually a Saboteur’s token. Stay safe, and don't touch my doodads! -Finch