TwinStorm

Surely, by the third day you'd have gotten some feel for the playing board, and wouldn't need poke votes? -- Rane sighed, trembling, clutching the gun between his fingers. Murder. Murder by creatures of Midnight Essence, no less. She had seemed so eager, so ready to learn . . . and she had died for it. Now others stood, pointing fingers, shouting, demanding justice. Rane would have none of it. She was dead. It was all useless anyway. He stood up, to grab a sip of water, nearly forgetting the spores in his cabin. He cursed silently. This murder had affected him in more ways than one. But maybe . . . maybe he could find the murderer, and seek justice. It was a faint hope, but worth it. Maybe he could try. And that's all that mattered.

can u respond to why you voted me pls?

You've had two full days (while a day and a night) to poke people, albeit not through voting, and see their reactions. This feels weak to me, especially given how you make sure to clarify it is a poke vote, three "days" into the game. That feels incredibly e!leaning, wanting to start a random train in the name of a poke vote, when poke votes are not necessary and arguably harm the village. Oh? Reasoning? Being the next vote after a weak vote with no evidence feels a lot like someone's trying to start a train against me. You're new, so I'll give you a pass for rn, and just ask for reasoning. Same goes for Penguin. Jo, I get your idea on Coder, but it feels weak. Your reason makes sense logically, but I don't think Coder wanting to RP is e!indicative at all. He's one of the more active RPers in this game, and having a writeup to play off of, RP style, is always important. I personally think your making a mountain out of a mole hill, tho I'm curious to see Coder's response. Coder, I trust personally, simply because he gave me a zephyr spore. That in it of itself does not mean anything, but would e!coder give me a zephyr spore over a teammate? I don't think so. This isn't a strong read or anything, just something that inclines me to look favorably at him.

Rane sat on the edge of the dock, listening calmly. There were new faces and new tongues, and it was honestly a bit boggling. Tomorrow, perhaps, he could make sense of all of this. First, however, he needed spores, and needed a drink.

"And it is your curse." sry, been busy

"Right. Well, that's why I'm here. To teach you. Spores are volatile. Beautiful and deadly." "Alright. Lesson one: the spores are not your friends. They are your natural enemies. You hate them, and they hate you. You can force them to serve you, but you should never love them."

"Of course. Tell me, why are you coming with us?" Rane frowned. "Secrets aren't for sale. My spore skills are."

Rane stiffened, slightly taken aback by the enthusiasm. "Are you know?" he said slowly. "Umm, I'll see about this. My spores . . . I work with every one. Roseite, that's a helpful one indeed."

"William Thorne!" he smiled, remembering the slip of paper in his pocket. "Me name's Master Rane. I'm to be your overseer."

Rane sighed, plucking his pipe out of his mouth. So he had done it. Finally made his way aboard the Rat's Tale. He was an expert sprouter by trade, but here he hoped to be something more. A teacher, a crewmate. Another step to the goal. The ship waited in a distant harbor, calling his name. He did not know it, but he knew it would be his. He could hardly imagine what it would be like, to captain a ship. But first, he needed a crew. A reliable, expert crew. Which was why he was here. "Hey." he called out to the man across him. "What's youse name?"

New day, new game!

sure, that works for me

I'll join as Rane

Cricket nodded, waiting.

Cricket nodded. "Is Bacon around, or inactive?"

Cricket phased back into existence. "Sorry, I was . . . distracted, but I can help you. Where is the paper, in question?"

Lumar could be fun, if the arena was divided into different spore seas or smth

shoutout to my good friends @Bird Furious and @Through The Living Glass who I actually know pretty well personally by now, which is awesome cuz they great

Unfortunate, hopefully we can co-GM sometime together tho

rage sing, O goddess, of the rage of Peleus' son, Achilles - Iliad

Can we have any other reads from you right now besides e!me? Surely you have thoughts, opinions?