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Time! Time! Time! i have no clue what happened gimme a second
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My life has been pretty busy lately... I think I might need to leave the Shard.
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You totally got me!
SpoilerWhich is even more hilarious because I just executed an April fool's joke on my friends...
SpoilerIf anybody wants an idea, just (with a straight face) inform someone that April wasn't on the calendar this year... Or move any physical calendars you have to May...
Anyways, happy April Fool's!
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I legit reopened the dead doc after I saw the thread title. So nicely done This was really fun! Sad that I didn't win, of course, but openwolfing ended up being pretty enjoyable, along with claiming Vin. I said it in the dead doc, but people were wondering how much of my claim I made up? Well... pretty much all of it.
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Sorry for another one of these.
But I just had to celebrate
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Thanks!
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I have a question of upmost importance
If you had a Duplicator gun- like, a ray gun type thing- and you shot it at a box that was closed, and there was a shoe inside the box, would it duplicate the box and the shoe, or just the box?
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I forgot again smh These players didn't post during the Night (pretty sure I have them all right this time ) and if they don't post this turn they'll be replaced. I'm not too worried though as it was only 24 hours, it's fine @Flyingbooks, @Elandera, @TJ Shade
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Day Three: Phil or Fil? With the politics operating the way they are, it’s no wonder the markets are in this condition. Those who are loyal are dropping as fast as any horse can run. We must turn this around. -Mishinah Bethab, wife of Highprince Bethab, 1173.7.5.4 A lonely creature skittered down the main roadway of Highprince Thanadal’s warcamp. To most, it was a simple cremling, but it was so much more than that. Through it and many, many others, Philico could see the world. And through it he would discover Thanadal’s game. It was obvious the man himself wasn’t doing it on purpose, unless he had been worldhopping under Philico’s nose. That certainly didn’t seem likely. The hordeling arrived at Thanadal’s building, and squeezed under the door. Its path would take it up to the bedroom, where Thanadal would be sleeping. It took longer than expected. Stairs, it turned out, were a nightmare to go up when one’s hive mind single hordeling was less than an inch tall. Finally, Philico reached the door he was searching for, and once again squeezed the hordeling under. Into Thanadal’s room. The bedside lamp was cracked a bit open, a half-dun sphere spilling out a bit of light, enough to see. Not that he needed it. Philico’s hordelings- this one at least- had been specially bred to have night vision. Without the sight, it would have been lost in the corridors of the building long before reaching this point. The hordeling made its way up the nightstand to get a good look at Thanadal’s slumbering face. ‘Filico’s’ face. One of the single most insulting and confounding things Philico had ever encountered, all at once. And he had been stabbed in the back by Faleast on multiple occasions. How was he doing it? The Alethi Highprince surely had no knowledge of Philico, likely not even of the Sleepless themselves. Philico searched the man’s face, looking for a clue. There. In his ear, a small piercing. He was Spiked, hearing the voice of… something. Something bent on trolling Philico to a ridiculous measure. Philico was impressed the earring worked out here, but he supposed if the Hemalurgic Intelligence functioned in space, this was hardly different. In basis, anyway. Thanadal’s eyes snapped open. The hordeling instantly skittered behind the lamp, but Thanadal immediately picked it up and shined it on him. “Philico!”, he said. “It’s me, Filico!” Philico growled (metaphorically), and summoned all manner of hordelings to rush in. It had once been a surveillance mission. No longer. Philico formed in the room, in his usual body. Thanadal sat up, grinning like a child on their birthday. “Hello, doppelganger! What brings you here?” Phlico growled (literally), and took a step forward. “Let the prince go, ...thing!” Thanadal laughed. “Whatever do you mean? I’m Filico!” “No, you’re… not!” Philico retorted. “No, you’re… not!” Filico retorted. Philico screamed in frustration. Filico screamed in glee. Finally, Philico couldn’t take what Filico was doing anymore. Filico couldn’t either. Philico took a step forward and slipped out a knife. Filico took a step forward and removed a knife from Thanadal’s drawer. Philico swung. Filico swung. One was a Sleepless. The knife passed right through, the body separating into hordelings. One was not. The knife did not. Philico stood breathing heavily over Thanadal’s corpse, not proud, but content that it was finally over. “Why?” he said. “Why can’t this just be a normal situation?” Archer has been modkilled! (Not really). He was Highprince Thanadal! A Financial Crisis Event has been triggered! For the duration of this cycle, no purchases can be made in the marketplace. A natural Highstorm has occurred! Each player gained 2 spheres. The Day has begun! It will end in ~47 hours on Thursday April 1 (no joke), at 5pm PST. JK Archer, your RP was great It was a good opportunity, though. This has been a fun game to GM thus far. There will be a majority execution today, with ties being decided randomly. PMs are closed unless through actions. The marketplace is closed. Player List:
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Thanks, totally wouldn't have forgotten. Probably not, at least. Anyway, cycle's over. Stop posting, etc.
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If Financial Crisis is triggered tonight, no one can purchase anything N3. The Events trigger in between the Night and Day cycles, so they always effect the next time. The thread will always be aware of the effects.
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I'm putting on my critiquing hat Purple -1 (personal preference of monochromatic sigs) Two words on an extra line -2 (Again personal preference) It's really big -1 BUT Gives context +1 And is hilarious +13 Total: 10/10 :clap:
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"Ohhh.... from what?"
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"Sure! What are they guarding?"
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"Can I help? With anything."
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Cowards don't mind a bit of pain., he thought.
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Craven stood up a little straighter. “I can work hard!”
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Craven ran into the mess hall. “That was awesome! You like-” Craven waved his hands wildly “did the thing, and then whoosh the other thing, and then she like was all wham and-” He stopped. “Could I do all that? Later, I mean. After training.”
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what what are you doing Philico is going to have some choice words with you at some point
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Yeah, I caught that and ninja-edited. No, they have not.
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Night Two: Damage Control The oddest thing happened today. I can’t remember it at all! It’s as if my mind received a wash, the piece that contained the memory of the day’s events replaced with a blank slate. And neither can anyone else, it would seem. -Mishinah Bethab, wife of Highprince Bethab, 1173.7.5.4 Dannex walked out of the highprince’s conference hall, glad to get some fresh air. Those fools could sure be stubborn. As he walked, a crowd formed around him, obviously doing their best to look threatening. Dannex did not care, and kept walking. “Where do you think you’re going?!” One of them yelled. “Over here.” Dannex said, as if it was obvious, because it was. “B-but we’re trying to intimidate you so you run away!” Dannex raised his eyebrow in mock doubt and surprise. “Really? You aren’t doing a very good job of that.” The crowd grew angry at this. One man said, “You better leave boy, or else we’ll have to resort to more...drastic measures.” As he said this, he not-so-subtlety moved his cloak to reveal a dagger strapped to his waist. Dannex laughed. “That little thing? Take a look at this.” He reached into his cloak and pulled out the InfinityGauntlet. He snapped, and dusted away half of the annoying group. The crowd gasped in awe. They all cried as one “Oh glorious Dannex, how could we ever be suspicious of you. You are truly the most intelligent of us all, please, help us catch the traitors in our midst.” But Dannex was having none of it. He looked at them, and said one word which both metaphorically and literally broke their hearts. “Nah.” Dannex then flew away into the sunset, InfinityGauntlet in hand, leaving the pitiful group behind. He then utterly destroyed the fourth wall, and proceeded to submit this Death RP to Matrim, who thought it was the single best thing he had ever read. He proceeded to proclaim that Dannex was the sole winner of LG75, and that the game was over. El Fin * * * Philico’s mouth dropped open. “No, no no!” he said, as Dannex flew off. “No! That wasn’t supposed to- what was-” He was standing on a plateau, overseeing the warcamps. He had taken to micromanaging the situation this time instead of getting his own hands dirty, and that had proved to be… entertaining. And in this case, unexpectedly difficult. He hadn’t realized how much ad libbing this side of the curtain contained. Philico raised a hand to his ear, a gesture that was unnecessary but of good flavor. Calling all hordelings, he transmitted. Code Red! Gather emergency reserves. Major fourth-wall breaching and all manner of illegal activity. Commence damage control. Below, the hordelings he had stationed in case of an emergency got to work. The people that had been dusted were remade with the combined powers of CreateLings and UndoLings. The shattered hearts replaced with RegrowLings, the scattered pieces of the fourth wall replaced with StorykeepingLings, and most importantly everyone’s brain was given a good dose of ForgetLings and MemorywipeLings. It was a messy solution, but it was better than how Dannex had left it. When it all was done, Philico sighed, sitting down on the rocks as the hordelings retreated. Below, the various members of each warcamp woke up in confusion. Crisis averted. Dannex has flown away been erased from everyone's memories! He was a Spokesperson! Vote Count: Dannex (5): Elandera, Quintessential, Whysper, StrikerEZ, TJ Shade, forget me not TJ Shade (1): Araris Valerian Whysper (4): Archer, Dannex, Flyingbooks, Tani The Night will end in 23.5 hours, on Tuesday March 30 at 5pm PST. Dannex himself wrote the first half of that, up until Philico's part I wrote Philico and Mishinah's journal entry. Go upvote him! If it wasn't clear, the game is not over xD Get your actions in! Reminder that PMs are closed unless through actions. The marketplace is open! Marketplace: Player List:
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Yeah, that doesn't squeak through
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Time! I’m not home right now, but I’m close; rollover will be a bit slow, maybe 30-45 minutes. So no on the VC, sorry :P. Can’t put that together right now.
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Craven's eyes grew wider with every movement. He hadn't known such powers existed; until this morning the most impressive thing he had heard of was a throwaway sentence about someone named Nath!
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Craven clapped his hands.
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