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    Byron looked out a window opened his mouth to say something, then paused. The guard already seemed a little apprehensive of both the door-slamming house and of him, although he still wasn't good at seeing other things in people. People got apprehensive around Byron, both because of the slowed time and because he looked the part of a pickpocket. Which was fair, because he was, or at least had been. But still, bugging the person with a sword probably not the best idea. Especially if he was confident, which meant he thought he could take a group of Allomancers and other powered individuals, which meant his sword was probably aluminum, which meant he was either very confident or would find the metal's propensity to ignore time dilation just made it more dangerous for everyone else. Unfortunately for Byron, even in slow time his mouth sometimes moved faster than his brain. "Has... anyone ever broken a window? Or tried to get in or out through somewhere other than the front door?" Okay, saying it made it sound less dumb. It would be good to know if that would work or not. But Byron had a feeling that would be 'breaking the rules', and places like this house tended to not like that sort of thing. Or at least retaliate with force. "Also if we're just going to wait here until sunset, I can make that go by a bit faster. Unless there's something else we should be doing in the meantime." Too much? He couldn't tell. But it was the one thing he was pretty good at.
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    My instincts are that a moving rollover time could be restrictive for a lot of people, but I guess a BT is where we’d figure this out. So I’d rather see the first (although a Day that only ends once majority is reached would be interesting).
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    I won the only bet I made
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    LG91 Day 9 / Aftermath: Revenge of the Chance-Slip The set of figures were a flurry of action on the dirt-paved streets of Earthen Truth. Hadrian-son-Penrod feinted and swung with his chosen Honorblades, those of Chanarach and Battar, while the Blades of Ishar and Paliah stayed with his bear-spirit. Jet-son-Blanc, if that was his true name, parried and retaliated with the Honorblade of Kalak in one hand, while the other skepped between Vedel’s, Shalash’s, Jezrien’s. A storm of Division shot out at Jet only to land in the place he’d been a moment before, only for him to Transport to the left; a sliding Abrasioned blow landed on Hadrian’s leg only for Progression to heal it away instantly. Cohesion and Tension made the dirt beneath them swirl. A break in the clash. Both figures were panting, Hadrian’s spirit flickering, Jet’s second blade dragging. They were both running out of Stormlight, and the next Highstorm wasn’t due for a few days. Even the wonders of Ishar’s Honorblade couldn’t change that fact, not to Hadrian’s benefit. Such power in these Blades. Such capability for destruction. And yet without Honor’s Light they were no better than their mere copies, no different from each other. The storm of Surges lessened, to Honorblades clashing onto each other with little progress either way. Jet had more practice with Shardblade combat, but against the unprepared. Hadrian-son-Penrod was no amateur. It would be a long night. “I’ve never had Shin wine,” Jet-son-Blanc exhaled between breaths, settling into a readied stance. Hadrian-son-Penrod gave a pause. “What do you mean?” “It’s been a long week. We’re both tired. If we got any surprises for each other, I don’t think we’re in much shape to do anything about it,” Jet said. “Well, what do we do?” Hadrian replied, Blades dropping slightly. “Why don’t we just wait here for a little while,” Jet said, looking at the deserted city. “See what happens.” Hadrian thought. “One last night here… that could be nice.” The strange pair walked side by side down the alleys of Earthen Truth, never letting the other lag behind to their back. It had been like that most of the night – no real rest, but even the act of not acting felt like relief. Eventually one of them had spotted an abandoned winery. One that used real grapes, from the Abandoned Sky. “It’s sweeter than I expected,” was Jet’s reaction. "But it tastes good." "It does. I'd miss it," Hadrian-son-Penrod replied. He paused, then took a small sip from his own cup and set it down. The sun was beginning to rise. "It's that time already," Jet said. "Shall we?" Hadrian gave a simple nod. The two stood up, and color flooded the barren street in the barren city of Earthen Truth. The last of their Stormlight, gone. Then they charged each other, hands outstretched. Jet got Kalak's Honorblade summoned first, swinging for Hadrian's neck. Hadrian barely got out of the way. Jet's eyes flashed, and swung again, this time across the torso. Then both of Hadrian's Honorblades, Chanarach and Battar, appeared in his hands at once. Battar blocked Kalak, turning a killing blow into one that only cut through his arm, leaving the blocking hand lifeless. But Chanarach slashed Jet's second hand just as Vedel appeared in its grasp. Then Battar and Vedel fell between the pair of them, dropped Honorblades. Hadrian felt one pass through his foot. But the other went through Jet's side. "Oh," was all Jet managed to say before his eyes burned out. Hadrian-son-Penrod collapsed, partially from the exhaustion and partially from the severed souls of nerves. But he'd done it. Luck or chance or otherwise, he'd done it. The Honorblades were safe from the Tukari. He could heal his wounds when the Highstorm came. Until then... Hadrian looked at the four Honorblades Jet had been holding. Those were his to guard now. The sole survivor of Earthen Truth looked at the empty city. He could make do. No one was attacked during the Night! Amanuensis / Ookla the Remembered was executed by the Gods of Luck and Chance! They were a Tukari Invader and the Bearer of Kalak's Honorblade, the Bearer of Jezrien's Honorblade, the Bearer of Vedel's Honorblade, and the Bearer of Shalash's Honorblade! Amanuensis's Honorblades have been distributed to the sole remaining player, Araris Valerian! Vote Count: Amanuensis / Ookla the Remembered (1): Araris Valerian Araris Valerian (1): Amanuensis / Ookla the Remembered The Shin High Council has won the game! Thanks everyone for playing! I do have some GM thoughts, but I can save those for after finals. Dead Doc Elim Doc Master Spreadsheet Player List:
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    And that's time! Rollover should be up soon, I've prewritten half a writeup. Let the coinflip commence.
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    2 hours!
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    Byron hoped the guardsman's timing was right. If it was an hour... he'd been keeping his bubble on low, but it would still shave a handful of minutes off that. He'd just need to stay more in the center and not cut the group off. That or turn it off entirely at some points. He wasn't entirely sure whether a sentient changing house would be "in" the bubble or not, but if a room shifted a full-size dresser or something he didn't want to get flung into a wall. Maybe he should tell people that was a possibility. But it probably wouldn't be relevant. Probably. Best to keep that feeling sharp. "I'm good with the sticking-together plan. And let me know if we need precise timing on something, I'm alright at that." Byron paused. "Also I should probably be in the middle. Cadmium bubbles get big but still shouldn't tempt having half of us going slower than the other."
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    I could probably allow this, if @Devotary of Spontaneity says it’s alright. I’d need a vote, night action, and day action (or confirmation you’re not using a night/day action) from both of you though. And I’d still probably do rollover at the usual time just for sake of scheduling.
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    LG91 Night 8: Duel Hadrian, Jet, and Infinite. The last three stonefree souls in Earthen Truth. Everyone else was gone. Anyone who'd gone into hiding and defied the Stone Shaman's call had either fled or been killed by Tukari. But the Honorblades were still here. They'd all seen them. It didn't take long for them to turn on each other. Hadrian and Jet were the louder pair, Infinite quieter by far. They had to act. Infinite pointed a finger at Hadrian, but it was too late. A Blade swung and fell. And three became two. Infinite fell, a single Honorblade falling from her grasp. Ishar's Honorblade. One that had been hidden for much of this time. Never known to fall into Tukari hands. Hadrian and Jet shared a look. Infinite was innocent. One of them wasn't. InfiniteInsanity was executed! They were a member of the Shin High Council and the Bearer of Ishar's Honorblade! Ishar's Honorblade was redistributed! Jezrien's Honorblade has been claimed or redistributed! Vedel's Honorblade has been claimed or redistributed! Paliah's Honorblade has been claimed or redistributed! Shalash's Honorblade has been claimed or redistributed! Vote Count: InfiniteInsanity (2): Araris Valerian, Amanuensis / Ookla the Remembered Araris Valerian (1): InfiniteInsanity A few reminders/clarifications: The Tukari Invader win condition is to outnumber the Shin High Council, not reach parity with them. If all players die in the same turn, leaving no members of either faction alive, then the game will end in a draw. The turn will end on Wednesday, December 14th, at 11:00 PM PST. Player List:
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    Time!
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    2 hours left until rollover! Not to be confused with rollovet, the new traditional half-way-between-rollovers holiday.
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    Rollovet in 2 hours! Edit: no, no it’s not. Carry on.
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    No. Edit: To answer the second question, yes Illumination used in the Night affects players in the following Day, even if the Illumination user died.
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    LG91 Day 8: Look At All Those Chickens! The city of Earthen Truth was running out of people. It was not, however, completely out. There was still Daalna, Hadrian, Evelt, Jet, and Infinite. And there were chickens. Several of them. But when morning came, the chickens were nowhere to be found. The three that had found each other, Hadrian, Jet, and Infinite, walked in search of them. They found them, staring at a pair of corpses. Evelt, the blade once held by the traitor Stick next to their body. But Daalna - the one the chickens seemed most perturbed by - Daalna was dead next to three. Intuition led to confirmation - Daalna had been an invader. But what did this? Surely even an agitated group of chickens couldn't take down such a threat. Surely. Cinnamon / Ookla the catastrophizer was killed! They were a member of the Shin High Council and the Bearer of Shalash's Honorblade! Tani / Ookla the Implosion was killed! They were a Tukari Invader and the Bearer of Jezrien's Honorblade, the Bearer of Vedel's Honorblade, and the Bearer of Paliah's Honorblade! Shalash's Honorblade is available to be claimed by Cinnamon's killer! If it remains unclaimed, it will be redistributed at the end of the Day Turn. Jezrien's Honorblade is available to be claimed by Tani's killer! If it remains unclaimed, it will be redistributed at the end of the Day Turn. Vedel's Honorblade is available to be claimed by Tani's killer! If it remains unclaimed, it will be redistributed at the end of the Day Turn. Paliah's Honorblade is available to be claimed by Tani's killer! If it remains unclaimed, it will be redistributed at the end of the Day Turn. The turn will end on Tuesday, December 13th, at 11:00 PM PST. Player List:
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    Time! What will the night bring...
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    15 minutes!
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    3 hours left!
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    LG91 Night 7: Familiar Cheshire-son-Cat had always been a bit of an odd one. Looked Shin, mostly. But he also knew the Tweedles pretty well, or claimed to. There were only six people left who could have potentially stolen the Honorblades, and yet people were still dying or throwing accusations. Cheshire hadn't killed anyone. They didn't even have an Honorblade. But it was only their word, and that just wasn't good enough. Shining Silhouette / Ookla the Debonair was executed! They were a member of the Shin High Council! Paliah's Honorblade has been reclaimed or redistributed! Vote Count: Shining Silhouette / Ookla the Debonair (3): Araris Valerian, Amanuensis / Ookla the Remembered, Tani / Ookla the Implosion InfiniteInsanity (0): Shining Silhouette / Ookla the Debonair Just a note that no rules have changed for this cycle. The turn will end on Sunday December 11th at 11:00 PM PST. Player List:
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    Time! Rollover Shortly.
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    Vote Count: Shining Silhouette / Ookla the Debonair (3): Araris Valerian, Amanuensis / Ookla the Remembered, Tani / Ookla the Implosion InfiniteInsanity (1): Shining Silhouette / Ookla the Debonair 40 minutes until rollover!
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    I'm working with Devo on this. Early action submission is more likely than a Night turn extension, but it's rather late in the game to add that as a rule either. Also - please don't edit in vote changes. Or vote for people who are pinch hitting based on their prior player's names. I'd be looking for Cinnamon and not Turtle. Vote Count: InfiniteInsanity (2): Shining Silhouette / Ookla the Debonair, Tani / Ookla the Implosion Shining Silhouette / Ookla the Debonair (2): Araris Valerian, Amanuensis / Ookla the Remembered
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    Byron nodded to Willow as she went away, then he went and grabbed a pack for himself. "Also if anyone uses aluminum. Weapons, charms, whatever. Keep a hand on it. I tend to... it doesn't break my cadmium bubble, it just bends it. Whatever it is will move faster than you think. So keep that in mind," he finished. A week's worth of food... he'd risked a lot for less before. A bit of food sent him a long way, and he had a lot of cadmium even for him. But he wanted to be done stealing. Didn't even think he'd grab anything from here unless it obviously didn't belong. It did still seem so perfect, anything missing wouldn't be found again anyway... but if that's what they wanted him to do, then fine. "But I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
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    Kalabel did not get far before collapsing to the floor. What had she done? That thing. It had promised her so much. So much power. So much strength. So much rage, rage that would burn the fear away. All she needed to do was listen. And in the end what had it given her? Scars. Scars and a dead Jedi. She had been barely in control at the end. Spending days toying with the artifact, satisfying that tinkering part of her brain. Letting the darker part of it look for those who'd recognized it. But she ignored that part. Until it took over. Taught her things she didn't even know she was capable of. Guided her hand. Guided her right to HK-47 and Wubum. Her other teachers. She hadn't acted until recently. But she'd done enough. The pyramid made her so angry, at whatever was in her way. At Hamartano. Sajhe. Nees. Galtaran. Galtaran... No. No no no no no no no no no no. It had been when she'd just found the artifact. Been speaking to it for a while. She just didn't know it yet. She'd just come back from a trip. Fixed a water filtration system. Barely even a droid. It had needed an extra part she hadn't thought of. It happened. It was annoying, but it happened. Galtaran had been drinking again. Yelled at her. Like he had a thousand times. Because drilling in mistakes was how he taught. And she'd been so angry. And then nothing. And then she'd felt so... much... better. Kalabel stopped holding back the tears. Fists clenched as tight as she could. She didn't know. Dust this dusting planet she didn't still even know. But did she need to? She'd been so close to killing Nees. Watched as Smarts went around killing too. She'd been the first one to suggest going after Turtle, so Smarts and her'd be the only repair people in the port. She'd been conscious when she'd done that. It made her feel better. Hurting Nees, watching him dying on the ground, it had made her feel better too. It had always made her feel better. But now that the holocron was gone it... watching Nees die from what she'd done just made her feel like she'd been shattering her soul. She hadn't spoken to Galtaran in weeks. Hadn't heard anything back. He'd done that before. But not often. He usually checked back in with jobs. Really he was checking in on her. She didn't need to remember. She knew. And even if she was wrong it didn't matter because she would have. Sajhe was wrong about her. She was a killer. Kalabel lay there for a long while. The others didn't make any move to condemn or comfort her. Sajhe had probably told them to leave her alone. That was probably for the best. She would just hurt them too. Eventually the tears ran out. Kalabel sat up. Looked around her. Nees' robes still were stretched across the ground, marred with burns from where she had stabbed and sliced him. The obliterated remains of Bar9 were next to it. The poor droid had just been programmed and reprogrammed to help the Sith. Hide her holocron. Nees' lightsaber was nowhere to be seen. But HK's, the one she'd used... it was sitting under a piece of Bar9's rubble. What did she do now? She couldn't go back. Even if she was wrong, and Galtaran was alive. So the other option. Find a ship. Get out of here. Her hand hurt. Kalabel looked at her hands. Noting the blood dripping from where she'd dug her nails in. But there was too much. She opened her palm. A small, red, glowing little triangle shone back at her. A fragment of the holocron. She didn't feel any presence from it. But there was power. She pulled it out of her flesh, ignoring the pain. Held it. She tried to throw it away. She really, really tried. But there was no try. And she did not. She wasn't strong enough. She reached out her other hand, and the Sith saber snapped back into her grasp. She'd find a ship of this accursed planet. Find a way to pay for what she'd done. Find a way to start again. Maybe one day she'd face that part of her, the part that kept her from getting rid of those things. But for now... she couldn't.
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    LG91 Day 7: Triple Threat Tweedle-son-Dee had been running for a while. Someone - or a few someones - had been chasing him for a while. He'd been running from them. Ever since the first Truthless died. He'd done a lot to survive. Even gotten an Honorblade. But he was running out of street. He just needed to find someone. Anyone. He found one earthen alleyway. Nothing. He found a second. Nothing, again. He found a third. And he found... strange. Was that blood? Oh. That was his blood. They'd found him instead. And a familiar Honorblade fell on the soft ground of Earthen Truth for the third time. Archer / Ookla the Paragrapher was killed! They were a member of the Shin High Council and the Bearer of Paliah's Honorblade! Paliah's Honorblade is available to be claimed by Archer's killer! If it remains unclaimed, it will be redistributed at the end of the Day Turn. A Highstorm arrived! Everyone with an Honorblade recieves 2 Stormlight. (Think I got everyone already but I'll have to double check.) In addition, @Ookla the catastrophizer / Cinnamon has subbed in as a pinch hitter for Ookla the POKE VOTE / Turtle! Please welcome them to the game! The turn will end on Saturday, December 10th at 11:00 PM PST. Player List:
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