I think I am here.

Oh, god. Let me get my rap ready.

Now, all of this does seem like good analysis, but I still think we’re limiting our options here. By a lot. Say, why is Black Frayn and Shaod crossed off? I feel like while Walin isn’t crossed off completely, he still has some options we haven’t been discussing. But then again, we should probably lay of Walin, he hasn’t said really anything elimy, but then again, has anyone. Still, I’m going to bring up my Black Frayn case. Who cares about cliff and Jeskeri rituals, I’ve seen the flaws in them and I think I’ve really hit the nail on the head with this one. Black Frayn is a herb that is highly addictive and can have dangerous withdrawal symptoms, including death. It’s what was given to Straff in WoA. Now, imagine you’re in the wilderness, and you see a herb. Obviously you wouldn’t know if it wa a dangerous or not so you eat it. And then you get addicted (accidentally), get withdrawal symptoms and die. It makes perfect sense. Only a despicable murderer would kill someone via withdrawal! Untidy clothes work, footsteps work, and obviously necessity works. When you’re addicted to a drug, you need it. I really find this one likely. And then you have Shaod. It’s the perfect accident, it’s almost a random pick, and again, you’d have to be really despicable to kill someone this way. Though untidy clothes doesn’t quite fit, obviously your first reaction to becoming a zombie would be to hide yourself in your clothes, right? = untidy clothes. Obviously, before Elantris fell everyone wanted to be chosen by the Shaod. Everyone needed to be, you could say. Hence, necessity. Those are my cases, but I’m still shocked no one’s brought by Burned at the Stake. Clearly this is the murder method, and I urge everyone to accuse Randuir of this, choosing a different evidence each time so we finally catch his murderous antics. But how? Here me out: Let’s start at the beginning. Accident. This fits like a glove. Burning at a stake is clearly something someone does accidentally. Perhaps our victim got trapped under some firewood, and somebody started a campfire? Boom, burnt at the stake. On accident. Again, super despicable way to die. And for the untidy clothes, there’s no option for burned so untidy is the best you can do under the circumstances. Footprint as evidence (duh), someone had to start the fire. It’s probably theirs. And necessity, because some people need to get a campfire going, it’s not their fault they accidentally burned someone at the stake. But wait, I’m still not done blowing this entire elim game out of the water. While there may be a bunch of other things here, there’s also betrayal. How could we oversee this?? Betrayal is clearly an accident, nobody plans to betray anyone else. When you become friends, you don’t plan to betray them. It usually takes unforeseen circumstances. Hence, betrayal. Also, despicable. Obviously. Betrayal. Untidy clothes, clearly from a little pushing around. Wilderness, a hike is the perfect moment for friends to get together, and reveal their true feelings (betrayal). Necessity. When your betraying someone, your not doing it just to be evil. You feel the betrayal is necessary. Just look at Amaram betraying Kaladin. He felt it was necessary! And this isn’t even getting into hunting accidents, and how anything from an air powered crossbow to a rifle to a bow and arrow could cause a hunting accident (they’d need to kill the prey), and how the Oracle wouldn’t put blood loss, as that wouldn’t narrow things down as much. So, yeah, I think I’ve figured out the elims’ strategies. I think I know what they’re planning, I think I’ve cracked their code. That’s why I beg everyone to follow this advice. Some of these things just weren’t obvious, but I’ve found them. Yeah

There’s also the case with rituals, which I’m disappointed no one has brought up! Think about it: Obviously rituals aren’t accidents, in fact, none of these murder methods really are ‘accidents’, it is a murder, after all. But really, what type of person would enter a ritual as a sacrifice on purpose, unless following their religion? It seems more likely the victim was just a bystander taken against their will, accidentally, if you will. But obviously, there’s the problem of witnesses. How do you commit a ritual without any witnesses getting in the way? Why, you do it in the wilderness, that’s what! In the wilderness, you’d have no one to see your crimes, so it makes perfect sense to have a sacrificial ritual there. And obviously your clothes would be untidy, nothing else fits. It’s like how untidy would fit the animal ones, it’s just the best fit in general. Obviously, a sacrificial cult is one of the most despicable thins you could do, so this fits. Now, necessity is something interesting. If you were doing a sacrificial cult, obviously you’re doing it in need of something, whether it’s powers, good luck or something else, the only reason you’d be doing a sacrifice would be because you need something. Phenomenal fit here. And last but not least, footprints. Duh. A bunch of cultists walking around, chanting. That’s bound to have footprints. So that’s my reasoning, and I’m starting to believe it more and more. The murderer’s probably jut allowing us to let it slide, but I think I’ve just figured their strategy out. (and this is all talking about the Jeskeri Rituals, by the way)

Everyone’s ideas seem good, but I think I’ve got some that haven’t been said that we’re missing. Venomous and poisonous are very different things. The murderer could have chosen one of them to throw us off, right? I know that the poison one also includes sicknesses, but since that includes so many things it makes sense the oracle would just favour accident, as no one gets venomously bitten on purpose. Also, How is anyone forgetting the Hemalurgic Chimeras? They are very animal like, pretty vicious, and they fit most of the animal clues. They also have a footprint, rather than a claw or hoof print. Also, to Rand, I’d like to add axehound pup and straw man to the list of evidences relating to footprint. Axehound pups would obviously fit footprints (running around a lot) and the strawman wouldn’t have ‘footprints,” per say, but they would leave marks in the dirt, and let’s be honest, what other place would you put it? Obviously it wouldn’t count as residual Investiture because it itself is not the Investiture, the Investiture’s what’s inside it. Besides, the killer could have taken their Breaths back.

I'd be happy to do a 1 v 1 fight anytime, and a 2 v 2 fight just seems really awesome, but if I'm to do the latter then I'll need more time to develop Max and Mara.

Sorry for the late analysis! So, yeah, I do agree that wilderness could point to only a limited amount of murder methods and evidences, and accident only narrows that down. The consensus seems to be with animals, and accident does fit that, however, it does seem wilderness could also match the habitat of any other animal, and also fit the setting of Threnody, which I haven't seen anyone bring up. That world is pretty much a big forest, and things like shades could kinda classify as animals, fitting with the animal-trap theme. Wait a second, just saw Randuir's post with shades, so nevermind. Out of all the FotS things we have, I'd think Patji's Finger fits accidental the most, with you accidentally drawing all the animals near, though that doesn't fit untidy clothes, so maybe not. But then again, neat, elegant, shabby and bizarre wouldn't fit an animal-attack victim's clothes either and if the body is clothed it isn't naked. So, eh? Another thing that's seemed to be forgotten is hiking/camping related death. Dehydration could technically count as an accidental death, and let's be honest, your not going to die from lack of water in a big city. Unkept clothes would fit this (obviously), and so it seems the perfect non-animal death and overall not-very-notable death for a murderer to pick to fool everyone else. Also, I think the fact that the motive was neseccity is severely underrated. If something was done out of necessity, it means it was done as a last resort, right? Accident seems to fit with this. Noting this, I find it easy to rule out booby-traps, as they would require planning, right? And if our murderer really did act out of necessity, then they wouldn't plan something so intricate only to use as a last resort. So this rules out booby-traps as well as many of the seemingly-planned murder methods, including the death-by-animal ones, as that would require planning, which the murderer didn't have (hence necessity being picked). This is why I personally find the more in-the-moment murders more likely, as they are not only overshadowed by the vast numbers of animals, but also follow our clues. Hence, fitting with the wilderness, I think cliff seems a very likely option. A cliff would be mostly be found in the wilderness, a cliff would be an 'accidental' death, and pushing someone off of one seems a very in-the-moment thing to do, fitting with necessity. As with clothes, unkempt seems the best pick for such a murder method. Nothing would really happen to them, save for being a bit untidy. And for footprints? Well, walking off away from a cliffside could count as that, I guess. Overall, my current suspion is on Joe in the Bush, aka Various Divide (a Threnodite name!). Same as last time, not gonna make an accusation just yet, but cliff really does seem like it would work. Then again, I argued strongly for Aons last time, so maybe I have just sprinted in the wrong direction again. >>>>>RP<<<<< Itiah VII was hungry, but he knew that it was only because his author needed a complication to make his post more interesting. Itiah VII was also annoyed his name kept autocorrecting to Utah. But most of all, he was hungry. Taking out a small metal vial, speckled with all 16 Allomantic metals, Itiah downed the vial, because obviously Mistborn couldn't just "drink". Nope, they "gulped" it, or "downed" it, or "threw it in the air, did a five-arc somersault before caching its contents perfectly in their mouth" it. Darn Mistborn, never stopping to think about whether their awesomeness had an effect on others around you. A few weeks of reading about them and it made you feel bad you couldn't just drink metal and slow down time. Itiah VII guessed it was probably because they had an author who was known for making things awesome. Completely unlike his own writer, who would attempt to spice up his post by making his character hungry, of all things. Nooooo, no god of supreme hate, no tyrannical grandpa, no god of magical talking earrings. Even Itiah would take the magical earring god over being hungry. That or the tyrannical grandpa. What was his name again? He was a lord and he ruled. Hmm... Speaking of names (though no one was actually speaking), Itiah VII couldn't stand his own. Seriously, what type of inner crisis do you have to be to name your character after an acronym? And a terrible one at that!? If anyone could describe to Itiah the symbolism of having 'I think I am here. (don't forget the full-stop)' as his name, he would award them an empty metal vial as their award, as that was all he had and besides, anyone could tell you if this 'symbolised' that or that 'symbolises' this. The trick was actually getting them to believe you. And then scamming them afterwards. There was also the fact that no one, and he meant no one, knew his last name. Heck, even his writer didn't know Itiah's last name, and Itiah VII knew the writer just preferred to ignore it whenever it came up. If Itiah was Itiah VII's first name, why was Itiah Manor called 'Itiah Manor' and not by their last names? Unless their names were Itiah Itiah, which would be stupid. Knowing his post was probably getting too long, the writer tried hurriedly ending it by giving Itiah VII a cookie, which was a win-win for everyone.

Mara appeared in the fixed bar, in awe of its renovation. She’d heard stories of this place, stories of how it’d been blown up time and time again, stories of how it had been used as an assassination grounds, how it had apparently been a favourite place to hang for Rashan Caer. She sat down on a stool and saw one other person, though it wasn’t her brother. *** Max qiuetly entered the peaceful aura of the bar, appreciating the undisturbed silence around it. Walking through the pristine double doors and entering this beauty of a place, he saw Mara. She looked back at him and said nothing. *** Mara swallowed up her fear as her brother took a seat. Silph had said they needed to talk, and Mara knew it. But before she could move or say anything, Max wrapped her in a tight embrace. *** “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” Max whispered the words in Mara’s ear as he continued to hug her, no intentions of letting go. “I’m sorry for rioting your fear when I was stupid, I’m sorry for shouting at you, I’m sorry for...” And he continued, stating his problems, his flaws. Because he was sorry about being such an inconvenience to his sister. He was sorry he’d betrayed her on Hemalurgy. He was sorry, and he didn’t know what else to say. *** Mara felt the hug and heard the words, remembering all the times they acted like siblings, all the petty arguments they had. She felt Max’s words, she felt them resonate within her in a way emotional Allomancy never could. She tried to look at her brother’s eyes, and saw a slight tear sliding off of one. Max would probably never admit it, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that Max felt what he said, truly. After a brief moments of hesitation, Mara carefully brought her hands around Max and shared the hug. “Me too,” she said. ————30 (Rosharan) minutes later———— “So, what have you been doing so far?” Mara’s words had a certain (good) tone to them now, which made Max happy. The siblings had moved past their initial problems. Though there was still a sense of unease every now and then, both of them believed the relationship had been mended, at least somewhat. “Not much,” Max lied. “I did some stuff at the Ghostbloods (though he didn’t specify what), I took an odd card from the Hall of Legends (though he didn’t say what was on it), and I talked to you, and apologised.” “Huh.” Mara said, leaning onto the bar counter. “What does the card say?” Oh well, Max could do with another person in on the secret. “Well it’s a treasure hunt,” Max said before a childish ‘oooohh’ came from Mara. “And I think I just might now where some of the treasure is.” Hopping behind the bar counter, Max immediatly tried searching the shelves and stands for at least three spirits, remembering what the card had said. Three sets of armour between three sets of spirits. He’d assumed the spirits were supernatural, before wondering if they could be a trick, and the writer actually meant three alcoholic spirits. Only one way to find out, he thought as he searched the bar. @Nohadon

It seems there is more than one account. EDIT: It seems someone has removed almost all of the spam posts, and to you, sir/madam, I say THANK YOU! Just so everyone knows what it looked like at the time the mass-spam happened, I managed to screenshot some of the spams. Note: This was only a few of the spam infected threads. Each picture is a page, with 25 posts. Spoilered for incredible length: (I feel like I've gone crazy)

Okay, you've probably seen by now the endless spamming these Chinese accounts are causing. We can only report so many, and I've seen around fifty (2 pages worth) posts on around 6 different subforums. I have no idea what to do, as we've never seen spamming in this large of a quantity before (I think). I'll edit in some pictures later. @Chaos because I don't know who else to @.

Itiah VII was one of the few who had a spring to their step. He had been reused! The very fact that he had been in two games was yet another sigh of his writer’s inability to think of any original character ideas, but it meant Itiah VII could resume his fourth-wall breaking shennagins. As he read the note explaining the second murder, he took another yawn, an excited one, if that was even possible. He quickly summed up in his head whether sequels were better or worse than the originals. Hmm, let’s see. The Dark Knight, Empire Strikes Back, Blade Runner 2049, Spider-Man 2, Terminator 2. All good so far. Jaws: The Revenge, Son of the Mask, Batman & Robin, The Lost World, The Exorcist II, Matrix Reloaded, Horrible Bosses 2, Hot Tub Time Machine 2, Taken 2, Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, Robocop 2, Alien Vs. Predator: Requiem, Speed 2, Godfather III, Superman IV, Matrix Revolutions, Spider-Man 3, Grease 2. The Well of Ascension. Huh, they really were screwed. As Itiah ran around to the other characters, frantically telling them to get their character development on, he wondered what the murderer would pick this time as their means. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be another ‘prodegè’ case, where the second murderer was secretly the long time prodegè of another murderer, who was secretly the long time prodegè of the original murderer. He’d seen Saw do that, which is probably why their movies sucked after III. Quickly bringing a character up and telling them they needed a compelling character arc, he wondered what his own arc would be. He shrugged. That was his writer’s job, not his. His was to solve the murder.

————Before Max’s GB training (in CDS)———-/ As Max exited the Hall of Legends he noticed an odd bulge in Master Sheonar’s statue’s coat pocket. Taking it out, he found an odd card, before resuming his course to IronKeep.

————Shortly after the Master Kane incident————

The common theory right now is that Ash will become a Dustbringer (or Releaser). Also, welcome to the Shard!

I’ll continue as Itiah VII.

Honestly, I'm a little scared of getting Jak right now.

Food for thought, and Era 3 speculation: Crazy speculation, but maybe?

I'd be happy to take a look

Itiah VII heard the Oracle confirm an accusation, and became slightly annoyed he hadn’t been able to be played for long. He had an itching feeling his writer had had fun when writing him, and so came up with an idea. “Hey!” He yelled out. “I have an idea. How about you use me for your next game? You can do your character development and all that jazz there!” “I’m not even married!” At this point, Itiah gave up all hope. He wanted to be played, not to be left as another entry in his writer’s signature. He also realised something, something mindbreaking, something even the writer wouldn’t guess, if he wasn’t writing this right now. “Hey, you realise you’re talking to yourself, right? If I’m fictional and you’re real, you’re actually just talking to yourself. Wierdo.” “That’s right. Sure, what if I’m a figment of your imagination, then what? All that means is that you just fooled yourself into talking to and screen, and just write the responses.” “Also, you’re going to look like an idiot when you submit this, so I would recommend not to. Also, who’s narrating you?”

I will choose to remain silent on this issue because I have no idea who the witness is.

Aye! Bows, Thank you all!

Vote Taln! He's only a bit crazy.

Yay! Good job Elandera!

Huh, you know, this is such a close call, I wonder who I should vote for? Taln was pretty good, so I’m gonna vote for Taln. No bias at all

Nice rap, Mistspren. Sometimes I found it a little hard to follow, but overall, great! Also, I second Mistspren's disclaimer. Now, onto my own rap (please excuse the cringe use of 'fam'. ):