Peng the Just

The thread is getting a little long, so I'd like to point out that there are links to each of the write ups in the original post for easy navigation. so if you're looking for something specific, that should make it easier to find.

Night 3 The villagers were excited. The death of Erendi the day before, combined with no deaths during the night, had brought hope and confidence. They simply needed to find another spiked again today, and everyone met back at Cryus’s hovel, which was now simply a meeting place, to discuss who to kill next. Soon after the discussions for the day began, Gamut jumped to his feet. “My informants tell me that Asp is spiked!” “I am” Asp found himself saying. Everyone turned toward Asp, with murder in their eyes. Asp fled. It was the only thing he could do. As he ran, he downed three whole vials of all nine important metals: iron, steel, tin, pewter, zinc, brass, bronze, copper and lead. A large part of him was starting to believe that lead really had allomantic properties. Deluding himself like that was the only way to keep himself taking it. As the villagers chased him through the streets of Blackwater, voices echoed through his head kill, end, destroy, ruin, kill… He sent a flurry of coins back at the villagers, catching several in the shoulders and legs, but nothing lethal. He was getting away. There was no way that they could keep up with a full Mistborn. He dropped a coin on the ground and shot over a building. He was free. He would go back to Luthadel and… Asp fell to his knees and vomited. He tried to get up, but stumbled. He couldn’t think straight. What was wrong with him? The lead he thought it’s finally working. A part of him was glad for it as the world around him faded away. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Asp was a Spiked Mistborn! Night 3 begins now and will end in about 36 hours The votes: Asp(12)-Joe, maw, meta, bartson, gamut, wark, selvar, dane, xaneth, mac, forage, chidden Mabi(0)-Clan No vote(7)- alon, asp, Lents, raubber, arst, vizzini, Mabi

My suggestion would be Shadows for Silence in the Forrest of Hell, but it's hard to get because its part of an anthology. Welcome, and you should feel special that Rubix welcomed you here personally.

About 24 hours from now. Edit:36 hours from now. Just noticed the extension request No.

Day 2 The killer snuck up on their next victim, steel knife in hand, ready to make the kill. Suddenly, the knife jerked out of their hand, flying off into the night. Cursing, the figure fled. There would be another opportunity ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Raubber was almost finished digging Erendi’s grave. Normally, burials were better attended than this, but normally the person being buried wasn’t spiked and the burial would take place during the day. Raubber took a swig of water from his wine skin, and leaned on his shovel. His candle hardly provided enough light to work by. A boxing shot out of the darkness, catching him in the neck. He screamed in pain, feeling his wound. It hurt, but it wasn’t enough to kill someone like him ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Two more messages appeared that evening. 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The second, delivered in flyers all over the town was: Suspicionform to us was given, Making us, sadly, without thought, kill Those whom we have, from us, driven. After death, all is clear, yet kill we will. --Song of Listing, wUnknown Stanza ------------------------------------------------------------- Someone was Lurched! Raubber took damage, but did not die!

Ok. I was wondering if it was just me. Thanks for the update and all you do

I would just like to say that the "would you like to destroy some evil" part made me scream. out loud. at almost midnight when my family was already in bed...

about 36 hours from now. sorry my schedule isn't more consistant Erendi had no role aside from being spiked

Oh, and a quick note: the tineye message that was a ketek was supposed to be written in an alethi font, but I messed it up.

Just kidding. Sorry about the double post by the way, but I couldn’t resist. Oh, and those aren’t really their roles, in case you couldn’t tell. Night 2(for real this time) Erendi had a secret. A big secret, in the form of a spike driven through his chest, but it wasn’t enough. He wanted power, and hopefully, in the process of slaughtering the villagers he would kill allomancers and take their abilities. He had the spikes ready already. All he needed was allomancers. Erendi walked through the streets of blackwater, contemplating his plan. Then, suddenly a group of villagers cut him off, Meta at the front. “you are accused of murder” Meta said “my detective work has proven you guilty, and I sentence you to death” and with that they dragged off Erendi and hung him. ------------------------------------------------- Erendi was a spiked The votes Erendi(3)-meta, bartson, joe Mabi(2)-asp, clan, xaneth Forage(1)-warko Clan(1)-maw Peng(this vote doesn’t really mean anything)(2)- forage, chid No vote(11)-gammon, alon, varrok, lents, dane, raubber, erendi, mac, arst, vizzini, mabi

Night 2 Peng was displeased. How dare these mortals suggest they lynch him? He was their god. He ruled them. Without him, they were noting. Asp, forage and Chid. Blasphemers, all of them. Lightning struck from the sky, striking each of them simultaneously in the chest, killing them instantly. ------------------------------------ Asp was a regular villager Forage was a regular villager Chid was a regular villager

regarding Lents: right now he is simply being treated as inactive. rules issue: please start a new PM group instead of adding people to an existing one. PMs between people shouldn't be 'provable' by adding people to the conversation

No. the connector can store a no vote. Its just doesn't count. lets have an imaginary game with five people: bob, sue, tom, george, and harry. bob and sue vote for tom tom votes for bob george and harry don't vote, but harry is the connector and stores. the write up would look like this: Tom(2)-bob, sue bob(1)-tom No vote(1)-george, harry does that make sense? The day seems to just go on and on, the sun making slower than normal progress across the sky. You have about 34 hours now. I should be able to do the write up at about 8 PM EST tommorrow.

The doctor's tardis

Day 1: Dyrii was worried. Cyrus was the only real form of leader these people had. What would these youngsters do without order? Revolt, probably. There was only one thing to do. Seek everybody. If he could find the killers, he might be able to restore some semblance of order. He wondered out in the mists, burning bronze and thinking. He heard something and tensed, spinning around to see a mistwraith making its way along the street. He relaxed. “I’m getting far too jumpy” he muttered to himself “there’s nothing to be afraid of.” That’s exactly when the cudgel snapped down on his head ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Everyone seemed confused over what happened. Cyrus had been part of the village for forever and now he was dead. To make matters more confusing, messages had appeared during the night. Scratched on to three sides of Cyrus’s hovel were three separate messages: Short and simple, I know. And it's not quite perfect, either. Seriously, though? Trust? In a game like this? The person writing this must be Smoking. But that's impossible, as ze's the Tineye. And: Hello. I am your Mistborn. That, of course, means that I won't be able to communicate with you until eight cycles from now. I accept that. Be vigilant. Be careful. I am here. And: I must go out in the mists again, to the .swirling .mists go I, And all I ask is to glimps.e the stars as the ash falls through the sky, To taste the chill air and hear the wind's song and see the .lantern .lights glowing, And feel the wet cobbles beneath my feet, as .through the mists I'm roaming. I must go out in t.he mist again, for the call of the misty tide, Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be d.enied; And all I ask is a calm night, while conspirators convene, An.d the fallen ash lies unbroken, not a footprint to be seen. I must go out in the mist again, to my lon.ely mist-wrapped vigil, .As the red sun dips, the voices fade and the light begins to dwindle; For the night is dark and full of .terrors, far too many to list, As night falls, my watc.h begins, under cover of the mist. Let the games begin! And may the odds be ever in your favor. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Day 1 begins now, but will only last about 32 hours, (barring extension requests) Dryrii was a Seeker

I am fun. I'm just evil. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MUAHAHAHA! *cough cough* I mean, "i thought this would add an interesting aspect to the game."

There are no 'safe' roles in this game. The spiked could have any role.

I am very offend! I think I should be the honorary spiked. I got you the intel advantage. you need to give my your boots now.

yes. There is at least one living tineye, so PMs are allowed

concerts? XD

I think we've got everyone we're going to get. sign ups are now closed. Role PMs should be out within half an hour. Edit: grammar Edit 2: PMs are out! night 1 Cryus barricaded himself in his hovel, aided by all who would help. There was no way the killers could get to him without him taking several of them with him. He heard something. Instantly, he flared tin, bringing definition to the distant noise. It was screaming... screaming for help, too distant to be heard without allomancy. Lord Ruler, He thought I was wrong about them targeting me. He smashed through the door, startling the villagers he had asked to guard it, and shot off in a Pewter enhanced dash to the outskirts of the village to the origin. I was so sure he thought I was so sure they would try to kill me. As he reached the source of the noise, he looked up to see a hooded figure leaning against a building, in no visible distress screaming for help in the voice of a little girl. Cyrus suddenly realized he'd been tricked. The figure looked up and smiled, pulling the hood off. "you?!" Cyrus yelled in shock. Another figure came from behind Cyrus and sunk an obsidian dagger through his chest. Cyrus spent his last moments of life turning to see his murderer. "and you?" Cyrus cried, then fell on his face, dead. And that's exactly how his body was found. Face down in the ash, dagger still sticking through his chest. But the night was only just begining ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Night 1 begins and will end in about 45 hours! I hope the slight overlap with the other game doesn't bother anyone.

that reminded me of this

a few notifications: 1) this game is very strictly a WOR free zone. Some people are senisitive to spoilers and are getting their books later and I want to make sure the game is open to everyone. 2) sign-ups are going to close soon (in a day or two.) Joe, you mentioned a friend who was going to sign up?

I thought we were going to have a Jasnah POV book. Look at this WOB.