Gears

How will bussing the suspected Korathi Cultist reveal the Jeskeri? I can see a scenario where the Cultists voluntarily reveal the Jeskeri to the thread so the Korathi will lynch them, but bussing the suspected Korathi Cultist does not automatically reveal the Jeskeri.

The paradox comes about by thinking that acknowledgement of "nothing" as a concept indicates "something". Simply recognise that nothing being in the bowl means that there is not something in the bowl.

The void of space is a vast expanse.

If it's not too late, could I join?

Why thank you.

Your personality must be extremely peppy at all times? I'm calling them the half-village because that's what El called them in the dead doc when she brought this up, but in the future, I will make an effort to call them the JP [for Jeskeri Practitioners].

I typed this up earlier and forgot to hit submit. Responding to things said in thread will occur under the following. Village [Korathi]: Crucially, the village doesn’t want the elims dead. They want the half-village dead. However, an orthogonal goal may be to reduce elim population without causing extinction as the elims wish to eliminate the village. The half-village will behave in ways distinct from a standard elim. They are trying to catch elims of their own, so they’ll be behaving like a standard villager [analysis, focus on lynching elims, etc.]. Possible strategies: Ignore elims altogether, focus on elims less than normal, lynch those who support focusing on elims. Half-village [Jeskeri Practitioner]: The half-village is under attack from both fronts. The village wants them dead, and the elims want them dead, though not as much as the village. The half-village will be engaging in a miniature game in their doc, complete with a lynch, so they must prove their innocence in one game and imply their innocence in the other. To successfully catch all of the elims, the half-village must catch the Korathi cultist, and so they must convince the village to try and lynch elim suspects. Possible strategies: Imply that lynching elims would be helpful, ignore the village lynch and hope that the Korathi cultist gets caught by a random lynch, blatantly proclaim that lynching elims will be helpful in hopes that the obviously suspicious play would seem too risky for a half-villager to engage in. Elim [Jeskeri Cultist]: To win, the elims must eliminate the village before the half-village since all win conditions are game-ending. The elims are fairly standard, though they are playing 2 games at once. Acting to endear yourself with the village will endanger your trust with the half-village, so the elims have to be even more careful than in a standard game. Possible strategies [though I’m probably not qualified to speak on elim strategies since I’ve never been an elim]: Act village in the thread and half-village in the Jeskeri doc, suggest prioritizing the extermination of half-villagers [which might get you killed by the Jeskeri lynch, though this might be a good Korathi cultist strategy]. Concerning the no lynch strategy: This will fail. The elims need to exterminate the Korathi before the Jeskeri [because win-cons are game ending, see above], so they will probably kill a Korathi over a Jeskeri most of the time. Also, the Jeskeri lynch isn't random chance. They're playing their own little game in a doc, so the lynch will [hopefully] be based on sound reasoning. Even if the lynch is entirely random, the odds of the Jeskeri being wiped out before the cultists is 50/50 [I think, someone check that] because the numbers will quickly even out. Concerning @Straw, your current personality must end sentences with an exclamation mark?

You kill all of them. Their blood stains the once-white carpet, their screams echo through the silent room, their eyes watch you as they fall. You brush your lips against one corpse's mouth, slip a ring over another's hand, and smile at the carnage you have wrought. Pattern, Wyndle, Glys

Can you miss someone you do not know? Can you mourn a thing you've never had? Can you long for a place you've never been to? Can you dream of words you've never heard?

Deep down dark deep deep down dark deep deep down dark deep very deep down

Your life is a fragile gossamer string in a web of equally fragile gossamer strings. You are not the center of this web. You are not not the center of this web. No one can prove that you aren't the center of this web. No can prove that you are the center of this web. Your life means nothing. Your life means everything.

If you inspect the Sanderson Elimination subforum, you will discover the lack of depth I truly possess. However, in this time, in this place, we can pretend to be everything we are not, and lie to ourselves and others with wide smiles plastered on our faces.

@Enter a username, wasing the wondering of "poiny" and "ploik".

Wasing the thanking of Fadran! Wasing the wondering of "poiny" and "ploik"

Wasing the needing of vocabulary

Wasing the doing of awful. Wasing the needing of education. Wasing the asking of Fadran for help

Your thoughts on the Ship of Theseus.

Notting the knowing of this language. Wasing the wanting of learning.

What notating system are you using?

Are you playing as white or black?

Nf3

Illumination is only beneficial for those who need light to feel safe.

Shallan/Veil/Radiant seems to be doing well, though being kidnapped isn't the best for one's mental state. Kaladin had a girlfriend‽ And the romance dies so soon... To capture a spren, one must remove the Stormlight from the gemstone. Speculation time! I have no clue. Radiants? Radiant mimicry? Also, the Mink is really cool.

"I agree," Dr. Gears said as he began wrapping the statue. @mathiau

The room is dark. The only illumination comes from the flickering flames that cling to your hands. There are other people standing there, watching. Just watching. The city is simultaneously vibrantly peppy and depressingly gloomy. Everyone's expressions are blank. The office is bleak and cold. The shadows move like dancers, like snakes, like daggers. Go to sleep, they whisper, but you are already asleep. You jump off the edge to see if you fly. You can't tell if you're flying or falling because there is no air to rush past you, no ground to approach you, no voice with which to scream. The person without a rememberable appearance speaks with you. The words are so very important, but silverfish chew at your library of memories, and you cannot remember anything they've said. You are alone in an empty field. An ineffective scarecrow watches you as the crows peck out its eyes. Home is a fragment of the universe that you can control. You don't know why you are laughing, but you are, and the world laughs with/at you. You can't decipher which one it is, and you don't care enough to try.