Oxblood Beagle

Back a cycle or so, Mouse got Axolotl to reveal that he had a secret role in the Roshar doc. He didn't mention that he was "Hoid" or anything beyond that he could gain shardworld roles without actually visiting them. However, Mouse wanted more correspondence with Axolotl, and they arranged a PM through one of Mouse's factionmates on Sel. I don't know if the PM actually happened.

Regarding the lynch (not Joe), I have something concerning Albatross' post. Mouse arranged a PM with Axolotl through one of his faction-mates. Though this proves that Mouse is not in Axolotl's faction, it supports the belief that something was in it for Mouse or his faction, which is why Mouse came to Axolotl's aid. I'm more hesitant to lynch Dragonfly on the pure merit of their discussion contributions. Since the passing of Gecko (a contributing player), I'm sure you have all noticed how quiet it has been today. I don't want tomorrow to be even more desolate in-thread than today.

The roads of Hallandren bustled as always, alight with color and scent. Merchants shouted their wares from every side, occasionally accompanied by mechanical displays and sounds that buzzed, blinked and whirred in the whole spectrum of hues. The merchants’ strong voices somehow rose over the clamor of the crowd, which was just as noisy and varied as most of their outfits. Seren caught snatches of dialects from all over the Cosmere, bits of Rosharan, Southern Scadrian, even Therondy from the shoppers ambling by. Though the influence of Autonomy had constricted the interplanetary economy for centuries—before Seren’s great-great-great-great-greatgrandfather was even born, the markets of Hallandren still sported wares from places as exotic as the Drominad system. But Seren wasn’t here to browse, as much as he’d like to. No, he had to get to the port. Alarm jumped into his expression as he glanced at the posted time fabrial. He was late! His uncle was coming from New Chedesh, and if he shared any of his brother’s (Seren’s father) sternness, then any tardiness would not be tolerated. He wove between the crowds, ducking under baskets and dodging children. The people lessened the further he got from the market, and Seren ducked into an alleyway. A shortcut. By his memory, this route would skip an entire intersection, probably shaving half a minute off his time. He plotted the course in his head as he ran, half-mindedly avoiding waste bins and stray cats. Yes, this is the best way— —and then suddenly he was laying on his back, a man standing over him. Pain spotted in Seren’s eyes, but he still noticed the stark drabness of the man’s clothing. An Idrian? He numbly thought. The man furrowed his thick brows as he examined Seren. He harrumphed. “Watch where you’re going, by Domi…” the man grumbled. He tapped his ear and turned away from Seren. “The Aspect is gone, yes, confirmed—” pause “—Silverlight? As soon as possible.” Meanwhile, Seren struggled to his feet. He was about to ask the man a question when a voice came from behind. “Hey Edoli, I saw this—who is this?” Seren spun around to see a woman, dressed more colorfully, but not quite as drastic as most Nalthians, pointing at him. Edoli grumbled something. “Speak up, would you?” The woman said. “I don’t know! He just appeared, from Domi knows where.” The woman looked at him inquisitively, and suddenly Seren felt very vulnerable. After a brief moment, it seemed like she had made her mind. In one fluid motion, she stepped forward, grabbing Seren’s arm, and extended her other hand to Edoli. “We’ll just take him with us,” she said. Edoli’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “WHAT? He’s just some random kid off the street!” Seren was now very confused and glanced back and forth between the arguing duo. “Um,” he started. Both pairs of eyes focused on him. “Take me where?” To this, the woman grinned, and Edoli rubbed his forehead. “Adventure.”

It is I, the demonic looking dog with the power to not look like a demon but instead whatever the RP was for me beforehand. That RP was all a rouse, and now I have to come to show my true form. Or not, one can never be sure. Anyway, let's all be anonymous and stuff. I definitely don't know you who are, and you definitely don't know who I am. At a point such as this in the game, I find it helpful for everyone to write a summary (preferably without reading the rest of this thread) about what they think has gone on in this game so far. Definitely. For sure. Anyway, do stuff.

Ash hurriedly stuffed the fabrial in her pocket in the confusion, accidently turning it on in the proccess. She started heading over to one of the outer walls, away from prying eyes.

Ash turned the strange time fabrial over in her hands. The chulls hadn't squashed it, luckily, although one had stepped on what appeared to be the on switch. Ash flipped the switch a few times and watched the guests jump as they noticed the dilation.

Ash watched as the guests at the party discussed the murders. I wonder...

Ash turned in surprise as the missile was caught. What was that?

Ash watched the other guests react to the brightlord's death. She debated whether to join in or not.

Ash felt a lurch as time returned to its normal pace. One of the chulls must have stepped on the fabrial.

Ash turned over an hourglass. The sands inside fell at the rate she expected them to. She set the hourglass on one of the tables. As soon as she took her hand off, the sand slowed down. Interesting, she thought.

Ash laughed. "I've only been here once. Here." She dropped a bag of spheres on the ground. "You can stick me in prison once you can prove I did it."

"And what does the law say in this case?"

Ash sighed. "What more can you do to me, Nale? You of all people should know that death is not an option."

Ash walked up to Nale. "Are you okay?"

Ash walked towards Nale, hoping to understand why he seemed so upset. She glanced sideways at the spot where her statue used to be. A strange man stood in a strange pose. She briefly wondered what that was about.

Ash watched as Nale discovered what she had done. He seemed awfully upset...

Ash made eye contact with Nale. He seemed disturbed. She wondered what it might be.

Ash stood against the wall, observing the discussions between the two peoples.

Ash stood by the wall looking at the room. She hadn't been to a party for a long time.

@Chartreuse Penguin well that's quite the post. And no, I'm not hero, but i find it hilarious you think I might be. I would have thought some people would have figured me out by now, but *shrugs*. If there was an elim in the PM, i would suspect Albatross. But... they haven't given me any actual reasons to think they're elim. They were the only one in the group who did not share their role, but there may have been other reasons for that, Idk. Your points are extremely intelligent. This is exactly what I'm trying to encourage. And, i just got ninjad, and I don't want to lose this post.

A couple more things. First, i had already posted explaining what happened in the PM, although not in as much detail. But seriously, i feel like I'm repeating myself a lot. Second, perhaps I have been too defensive of Flamingo. But I'm really paranoid, and I don't want to lose the only people I trust right now. I would much rather lynch people who I'm actually suspicious of. Third, I've been waiting for someone to point out the paradox of me encouraging activity and other opinions, and then rejecting said opinions. I had noticed it, but I wasn't about to point it out. Anyway, the way i explain it is thus: I was planning to encourage activity, elim or village, before the game started. That does not effect my in game thoughts, and I'm still most trusting of my own conclusions. I don't like to rely on others analysis, and I'm generally suspicious of others opinions. Yes, I've been wrong multiple times now, but I would rather I be wrong, when I know I'm village, than have the village get led on and never kill those who I suspect. I've considered I'm being too much of a mayor, but... idk. Again, you guys choose what to do with me. I've already given my list of reads, my major suspicions, so I dont have more to say besides- BE ACTIVE.

@Quartz Zebrawell we would have gotten hard info if they had turned elim. Which I really thought was going to happen. Also, I'll reiterate that Ivory never got on to comment on that original PM, before anyone asks.

Well, i have a few things to say. First, I'll admit how weird the end of day 2 looks without the context of the discussion we had in PMs. Second, my crackpot theory that the lizards are all elims is disproven. Not like i ever thought this would be that easy. Third, for what it's worth, i am most suspicious of Gecko, Weasel, Ostrich, and Meerkat. And to a lesser extent, Crocodile. I'm tempted to want to have the Dustbringer kill me, but at the same time, i don't really trust the judgement of other villagers (even though my judgement has not exactly been much better so far, in regards to finding eliminators). So, Dustbringer, please kill wisely.

What...but... he was village? That's really, really not good. That means 1. We really need to find an eliminator soon. 2. I screwed up, again. 3. I'm going to need to redo all my analysis. All of it. Crap. Also, Orlok, i always read the write up. And give upvotes.