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Mailliw73

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  1. Yeah, I just think the amount of intensity or aggressiveness (even if coming from a good place or in a friendship) is increased from when I was active. Like Quinn and Illwei's back and forth is further than it would have gone a few years ago when I was around. Edit: So I probably come off to Quinn as very nice, when in my head that's the expectation still.
  2. I mean yes my reasoning shifted, you posted more, so it would be more strange if my reasoning stayed the same. Maybe I am kinda tunneling though, idk. I'll see if I cant put forward a number 2 suspicion. Also what did I do to shade Quinn? And Mat, I think you're the fourth(?) person to day that your gut is pointing at me, so idk. Maybe I'm just really old and my playstyle is outdated. Idk what's causing all this gut stuff. Maybe it's lactose?
  3. Alright, cool, cool. Uh, okay... Apparently I need to explain my reasoning better than I have so at least your defense is based off of what i'm actually thinking. So. Illwei votes on Quinn, then retracts the vote and votes on Stick in the same post. I think that's weird, so I decide to put my vote on Illwei. I later learn through multiple PM conversations about Illwei that apparently that kind of voting is fairly normal for her, so now that voting reason is NAI to me. At the same time, the amount of tension and dialogue between Illwei and Quinn leads me to believe that one of the two dying would lead us to the most information and I'm leaning towards Illwei on that still if I had to pick. In addition, the more I look at the way Illwei has voted and the way Illwei has replied to Quinn, they feel like two different people. Like one is elim and the other is elim trying to play it off like village. So I'm leaving my vote. Okay? Just cause we have a good PM going and I complimented your name doesn't mean I'm pocketing you. I complimented Gears's RP to start our PM, so idk how that's pocketing, but okay... Is Reading new? I thought they were, but I'm obviously out of the loop. Yeah, why does Quinn have the asterisk? Fair, I'll be honest, I only skim Fifth's. At least in this game but that's because there's a new page like every time I reload this. Like 4 or 5 posts each from Illwei and Quinn every time.
  4. Why not, I guess? Smoker isn’t a detrimental one to claim, even if he’s honest. If anything, it’s only advantageous if he’s an elim but even then he just committed to turning it off. I don’t think that’s a bad move at all. and about my vote on Illwei, I don’t have a better idea right now. The tension between Quinn and Illwei is interesting (maybe something normal, idk?) and I think there might be something there. I just meant that her voting pattern alone is no longer the sole reason my vote is there. I think the voting she’s doing is more inline with her chaotic nature but the arguments with Quinn haven’t been so there’s a disconnect there that I’m interested in.
  5. Hey, Elandera, I know you're busy, but I'm curious if you've got a bit more to share. I love your analysis, so I'd love to see anything you've got. I guess, as I type that, I realize that i haven't posted any analysis yet really either, but that's me. PM me if I haven't already PMd you and we can talk more about my thoughts. Regarding Tani, I really don't think it's that big of a deal... They're new to SE, of course they don't know the meta here about D1 lynches or about voting. I think they deserve some time to figure out what's going on and if they have a more chaotic playstyle, well, the more the merrier! None of what they've said has set off any alarms for me. Illwei, I think I've learned via PMs that your style is just more chaotic than I expected, which is why that vote-retract-vote was weird to me. So now that my expectations are adjusted, I don't think that is worth exeing you for, since I guess it's just kinda your style. I am going to leave my vote as is for now though because between Quinn and Illwei, I'm not opposed to one of them being the exe target and I think Quinn's gotten that a bunch recently from what I hear. I'm also down for a more Contribution Crusade type of vote too if there's a good target for that who isn't new or returning.
  6. Lol, I'm talking to at least half the players in PMs, it's kinda what I do. But on the other point, I honestly didn't go back and see what everyone's reasonings were for voting, I just looked at the votes and retractions themselves, thought Illwei's was strangest and placed my vote. I didn't realize yours was also on her until I checked your vote count right before I posted.
  7. Going back and looking at the voting patterns so far (I know it's day one and probably random, but still), I think I'm going to go with Illwei for now. Maybe it's a more typical Illwei thing to do, but the vote on Quinn then the retraction and vote on Stick was...interesting to me as well as her back and forth with Quinn. We also haven't seen @Fifth Scholar @Ventyl or @Burnt Spaghetti and I know they're usually more active. I'd consider a poke vote on them later on potentially as well. And @Daisy and @Tani, I know it's your first game, but any thoughts so far?
  8. Fair enough. Like I said, I’ll look over votes again later on. Ah and on Coinshots killing. I think Striker’s suggestion is a valid way to play that role. My personal opinion is that kills should be used but in moderation. Use them as you have a genuine suspicion, not just because you want to use it.
  9. Startled, Marll shot up awake. Something had happened, he could feel it. Had he heard something? He wasn't sure, but there was something left of his old instincts and they hadn't failed him yet. The old cobbler hadn't always been the storytelling cobbler of Fallion's Tears. He had always been a gambler though. he found something thrilling, exhilarating about the chance. You stood on the edge of a triumph or a tragedy and you never knew which was which until the dice settled and the pips showed your fate. It was a rush that Marll had felt in few other circumstances, but it was the thrill that he lived for. There was a joy, an excitement that made one feel truly alive and Marll loved being alive. The instincts that had pulled him through both failure and conquest alerted him now that there was something on edge in town. Marll quickly put himself through the motions of getting ready. As quickly as he could at least. His joints hadn't taken well to life and his fingers hadn't taken well to cobbling, but he'd lived longer than plenty of skaa did anyways. Smelling a tinge of smoke and hearing distant shouts, Marll paced to the tavern. He ordered his regular potatoes and gravy for breakfast, but he held off on the ale; he still had a headache from his mug (or three) the night before and the tension in the air told him he'd need what clarity he could muster. Marll pulled out a coin and flipped it, muttering, "Ruler, I ask first. Spires, I wait till someone mentions it." The spires of Kredik Shaw glinted as the coin landed in his hand. Grunting, he sat to eat and primed his ears to listen to the mutters and gossip going around the room. A storm was building, he knew it. He'd felt the tension in the room before, when he was younger and storms were what he enjoyed most. Those days were past, but with Kast dead, there weren't likely to be many left in town ready to handle the mess that was going to follow here soon. Death begets death. Marll knew that all too well. Oh did he know that. But enough of the past, the present was busy enough. Koloss were destructive, Marll knew, but the destruction of a people under paranoia's fervent grip could be just as complete. This town would fall to that insidious parasite if he didn't step up and help them get away from it early. "A people, long ago, longer than the Lord Ruler, found themselves in a tempest. This tempest was not one of winds or of debris, but one of words. The storm raged in their hearts as they harbored their petty grievances and boiled their discontent long past steaming. When one tea kettle finally erupted over, they all exploded promptly after, one then another, then all. Anger followed bitterness followed by rage and people under the influence of rage do things more akin to beasts than even a storm. Blood and ashes silhouetted the emotions inside and the skeletons outside. The tempest tossed, the steam spewed, and the town itself wept. That's why it's called Fallion's Tears, you know, and now we begin anew, figures going in circles." Marll felt himself tugged into this new story again and he cried inside because his eyes had already seen the end and emptied themselves through the night. —— Wow three pages already, geez. I’ll post more tonight when I have more time, but a few thoughts for now. quick train on Striker. I’d be interested in the person who put the third vote on him, but I’m on mobile and not going to check that right now. Thanks Quinn for bringing up distribution. I agree with her! Guessing distribution is how the village got completely sidetracked from the elims in Kas’s first game and I know he is big on that. So I’m not going to assume much about the distribution and recommend not using that for major suspicions. Smokers can definitely be useful to the village. Like has been mentioned, they prevent elim vote manip from moving their votes, and also prevent elim seekers from finding their roles. Clarification on Smokers. They choose to turn off their copper cloud or to extend it to someone else as their action. Anyone covered by the copper cloud is immune from vote manipulation and will show up as a vanilla villager to a Seeker.
  10. Marll went to bed exhausted and confused. This day had been a whirlwind, starting with finding Bartholomew's body and then he felt like someone was guiding his words. Then Kast. Oh Lord Ruler! What had happened to his village? People he'd made shoes for yesterday were beating people to death today. He knew he wasn't the hero Fallion's Tears needed, but he was the cobbler they deserved and he'd roll his dice once more. Once more he'd face evil and do everything a cobbler could to defeat it. Villains like that deserved no shoes, and Marll would be the one to take theirs from them. He knew from the stories that sometimes the good guys ended up badder than the bad guys; that frightened him most for his village. The fear that his friends would become like those in Tyrian Falls, executing their neighbors and family until they ate themselves up from the inside. Not again. Marll was determined. "There's a land where the wind sweeps down the hills," he began to tell himself a story as he lay in bed. "In this land there were legends of a time before and a time to come, but the wind swirled in all times. This time the wind swept down to a poor old cobbler doing his best..." Marll drifted off to sleep, dreaming of days past and of days to come.
  11. This thread is still open for signups! Please come signup! Just because we’ve been joking around and referencing old characters doesn’t mean you can’t join! Just want to apologize for my additions to anything that might detract from people wanting to sign up! Come join us! We have lots of fun, as these 7 pages will tell you.
  12. Marll woke to startling news. Five of his fellow villagers had killed Kast? The investigator? What in the Lord Ruler's name had possessed them to do such a disturbing thing? Of all the people that could help the people of Fallion's Tears to find the murderer in their mist, they chose to kill the most helpful one? At least that Wyl guy was still around, but Marll had never liked him as much as Kast. What kind of storm had been brought to his home?
  13. Marll rolled the dice. And lost again. Another free pair of shoes for Aether. The game seemed insignificant after Bartholomew’s murder and at the same time the dice became the only thing that seemed to have any meaning. What was there in life but chance? If his last few rounds forecasted anything, Marll would have the poorest luck this side of Tremredare. Marll left the dicing to join the group gathering at the tavern, drinking away the pain of the losses he incurred. “Ah, seems like Tyrian Falls is coming to life,” he muttered to his ale. “A village with deaths and paranoia. There was a man named Aether there too, but he was a trickster. He and Beetle lied their way out of-” “Dr. Aliker!” Marll found himself shouting, interrupting his own ale story. Why did he do that? He hadn’t even been thinking of the man. It seemed almost like he was in someone else’s story and he wasn’t the narrator there. Chills shot down his back. Tyrian Falls and Fallion’s Tears. Maybe they weren’t so different.
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