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Szeth Pancakes

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  1. No, I just didn't catch it Fixed.
  2. QF64 Cycle Two: Twice Doomed “What’s the situation?” asked Jennal over the radio. In Starsight under a diplomat’s permit, the tenasi was Winzik’s go-to man for all, well, aggressive business. “We don’t know how many spies there are,” Winzik replied. “But we suspect they’re impersonating people in the SDPS. And… that they have access to our private radio channel.” “The channel we’re talking on right now?” “Well, ah…” Jennal spewed a stream of profanities. “This is bad. I repeat. This is very bad. Cease all communications imme–” The radio let out a loud whump. “Jennal? Jennal, can you hear me? Jennal?!” Oh, no, Winzik thought. This was bad. No, no, no, no, no! *** The large man’s body was found in a dark alleyway in one of the sketchiest places on the station. (There weren’t many of those, and they were well hidden, but you could find them if you knew where to look.) The corpse was bleeding from multiple stab wounds in its abdomen. Winzik looked away, clicking his pincers nervously. “We found this little guy at the scene of the crime,” said one of his guards. Winzik turned: the dione was pointing to a small, black, fuzzy creature. “I am Dannnnnex,” it said. It didn’t seem to have a mouth. It hopped up and down. “One of many n’s.” “He’s kind of freaking me out,” said the guard. The creature bounced on what seemed to be its head, though Winzik couldn’t tell; its eyes seemed to rotate along with it. “Well, well,” he said. It seemed harmless; he didn’t want to give the order to kill it. That would be aggressive; Winzik had had to be much too aggressive lately. “May I go?” asked Dannnnnex. “Ah, well…” The dione shot Winzik a look, pointing a blaster at the fuzzball. “Fine,” said Winzik, gesturing his pincers towards Dannnnnex. But when the guard killed the creature, no hologram revealed its true form. The fuzzball had been just that: a fuzzball. ----- JNV was killed! They were part of Winzik's Inner Circle! Dannnnnex was executed! They were an SDPS Member! Vote Count Kas (3): Dannnnnex, Nerdy, Xino Dannnnnex (6): Kas, Aman, JNV, Silvereye, Hael, Bookwyrm Mat (1): Fifth Stick (1): Mat Fifth (1): Devo The turn will end on Sunday, December 18 at 9:00 PM PST (12:00 AM EST). Edit: Reminder to @ExoticAlmond and @InfiniteInsanity that they will be killed if they do not post today. Player List
  3. AAAAAND TIME *blows whistle*
  4. Two hours left in the cycle! Make sure to get your votes and actions in!
  5. Congrats to Argentina on the win!

    Lionel may be Messi, but he always cleans up.

    (ba-dum-ch)

    1. Going_North_cal

      Going_North_cal

      god tier win it was

  6. Hath hath hath hath hath. 1414
  7. Typo, sorry >> Halfway through. Edit: Rollovet!
  8. Hoooly scud France penalty You got this Argentina!
  9. 1/4 of the way through the turn! Here’s a complimentary VC:
  10. QF64 Cycle One: A Single Ship It all began with a single ship. Logged as a cargo vessel transporting ore from a small mining colony in the far reaches of the galaxy, it docked at Starsight during the wee hours of the artificial night, one hundred sixty five minutes later than its scheduled arrival time. That should have set off the docking crew’s suspicions, but they were tired and disgruntled and knew if they let the ship dock and its crew into the station, they could all go home. Thus, disguised as the crew of the cargo ship, the spies were able to infiltrate Starsight without so much as an alarm being raised. *** Winzik was busy – his work had increased tenfold since what the media had dubbed “The Scourge Incident.” Despite his efforts to cut off all information about it, it had leaked, and the entire station was panicking. He heard a knock on his door. “Come in,” he said absently, deleting a frenzied email from one of his less-important subordinates. His secretary, a red dione, entered. “I have some… bad news,” they said. “I don’t have all night.” “Well. Terlken is dead.” They cringed, anticipating his reaction. “What?!” Terlken was a varvax and one of his most loyal advisors. “A crew found his body floating ten parsecs out. I’m… sorry.” His radio, on the side of his desk, made a scratching noise. It was only for emergencies (given that wireless communication attracted delvers), and only the people in his inner circle had access. “Hey,” it said. Terlken’s voice. “Can we meet at your office in three hours? I have some bad news.” Winzik and his secretary exchanged a look. The voice was right, but Terlken was normally much more formal than that. “Yes,” said Winzik, then shut off the device. Then, to his secretary: “Post guards in the front of the building with orders to, well, ah, exterminate the impostor on sight.” Blast, this was a mess. The best he could hope to do was clean it up quickly and quietly, but somehow, he doubted it would be that simple. ------ Welcome to QF64! Your GM PMs should be out within two minutes of this post. Let me know if I missed you! The turn will end on Sunday, December 18 at 9:00 PM PST (12:00 AM EST). Sorry I put this out so late; everything took a lot longer than I thought it would . Good luck and have fun! Player List
  11. Cycle One should be up in a few! I underestimated the amount of time it would take to do GM PMs
  12. I’ikeq’s eyes narrowed and he drew his water-swords. @Ookla the Implosion @PyroPhile @Ookla the Myopic
  13. “I can use my water to get it back when we use it,” said I’ikeq. “It’s pretty versatile.”
  14. “Maybe you don’t, but I personally don’t want to fall and crack my head open on those rocks.” He glanced down meaningfully at where E;la, Ra’nat, and Mercury were still climbing.
  15. “You… didn’t…?” I’ikeq asked, aghast. They were climbing a mountain, for the Gods’ sakes. He heaved himself up, procured a length of rope from a pouch on his belt, and handed it to Kaeni.
  16. D'aww. Thanks! Gratitude/16
  17. I will give you light. I have an eldritch god.
  18. Granted. You have to eat a pound of glass every day to survive. I wish for a remedy to my boredom.
  19. "Hath I been summoned?" said Quite Devious, who always spoke like that. 1411
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