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  1. I need to find a forum to frequent on the other side of the world, so when I have late nights, I have a active form to go to.

  2. Turn 9: Legality in the Senate Senator Palpatine carefully organized his papers as his attempted Killer took the stand and testified against him. “Yes, I tried to kill Senator Palpatine, I don’t deny that. But I find it increasingly suspicious that no one will fess up to saving him! And we all know that it was the same Dagger I used against him that was used against Nowko! I may have attempted to murder Palatine, but he successfully murdered Lestibournes! Just like he murdered Machmuller!” There it was. Palpatine finished arranging his papers in his bag, then pulled one last sheet out. “You claim, Liram, that I should be jailed because my alleged crimes are greater than your confessed crimes? I have a list here, of crimes you have committed against members of this Senate. Witnesses as well, unlike you.” “Read them then.” Palpatine smirked, and placed his finger on the list. “Item one: Senator Ritt Momney accuses you of Perjury, Obstructing Justice and fabricating Evidence to get him arrested.” Liram scowled, and raised a finger. “I deny all of those, Senator Oromis is to blame for all of those.” “Of course, someone who cannot defend himself is to blame.” He moved his finger down and read again. Item two. Senator Dyson Trump accuses you of, why, the exact same crimes.” Liram hesitated. “Well, in that case, I truly believed him to be corrupt there was quite a bit or circumstantial evidence against him. I regret my actions against him, but were I in the same position, I would repeat them.” “Of course you would. Item three.” Palpatine grinned wide. “Senator Elentari. Would you care to guess what crimes sheaccuses you of?” “Perjury, Obstructing Justice and Fabricating Evidence?” “What metal are you burning that you can read my mind Senator?” “Just get on with it.” “Senator Elentari accuses you of the aforementioned crimes, and provides evidence for them. Senator Trump’s Lawyer, one Mr. Grisham, has looked over the evidence, and agrees that it is in fact forged, by yourself. Constable-General Heatherlocke agrees as well. What do you say to that.” Liram bit his lip and shifted his weight from foot to foot. “I, well. The Ends justify the means! If getting two or three innocents arrested allows me to remove a corrupt senator, then it’s worthwhile!” “What an absolutely pure and good argument. Does the end of gaining power justify the murder of Machmuller?” “I didn’t murder Machmuller, you did!” “Ahuh. “Item four, Governor—” “Harmony! How many items are there?” “Five. Item four. Governor Alron accuses you of bribery and theft against his person, in order to attempt the murder of myself.” “All of this is just a smokescreen to hide your crimes! You—” “Item five” Palpatine interrupted. “Senator Liram accuses you of attempted Murder against Senator Palpatine.” He lowered the paper, and talked in the way one might tell a child that he was being stupid. “That’s you and me, if you didn’t know.” “Let’s just put it to the vote already Palpatine. I know you’re not planning on this evidence to sway our fellows anyway. You’re just putting on a show for the senators you haven’t bribed to vote for me.” “I never bribed a senator Liram. Though I wonder why that springs to your mind so quickly. A guilty conscience perhaps?” Bang! Both senators jumped as the Governor banged his fist onto the desk. “Both of you be silent. You’ve both presented your evidence. Now it’s time to put it to the vote. Senators in favor of Liram’s arrest?” Palpatine cast a lazy eye over the senate as the hands began to rise. One, two, three, and four. It disappointing number to be sure, but it would work. “Right.” The hands went down. “And Senators in favor of Palpatine’s arrest?” Palpatine glared as each senator rose their hand to be counted against him. One, two, three. . . and nothing. “Very well then. Constable-General Heatherlocke, the Senate finds it likely that Senator Liram is one of the murderers of Governor Machmuller. Please, escort him to the Holding cells.” “Everything I did, was for the good of the Senate, and the people of Elendel!” Liram shouted out as he was dragged away. “All of you would have done the same in my position! None of you can deny it!” As the senator passed through the doors, they swung shut with a ponderous boom, marking the loss of yet another senator of the people. Mailliw was a Senator! I counted the votes like a dozen times, so yes, they're accurate. Votes Stink: 1 : Stink Mailliw: 4 : Alvron, Mailliw, Mark IV, Alvron Lopen: 3 : Bugsby6912, Orlok, Lopen Constable Wilson: 1: Master Elodin Bugsby: 1 : Alvron Living/Unarrested Players Turn 9: Arrested players: Dead Players: Prisoner PM's: Ha! Should of thought of that before you arrested my OC! Regretting that now, aren't you?
  3. Having read through all the information, Wow. In previous seaons of this, they had to use a 100 post cap per day, to limit players who were posting too much. They're lifting that though. You;ll have to read through literal thousands of posts a day in order to keep up with this championship. This is going to be a huge time sink. Good luck to whoever ends up going.
  4. I nominate Meta, Lopen, Amunensis, Haelbarde, Alvron, Wilson, and Mailliw. I would also love to do it, but I'm not nearly the best candidate for this.
  5. Did my wildly inaccurate portrayal of the senate scare you that much? Also, I would like to sign up to run a QF as well. This game has given me lots of ideas of how to screw with players.
  6. If there's no daggers and no Jails, that means the entire constabulary has been removed. That will be a clear signal to the people of Elendel that the Senators are all corrupt. They will rise up, pitchforks and torches held high. Lead by the constables of the other octants, they will storm the senate building and purge the corruption by force and fire. There will be no survivors. (So make sure at least one constable survives the game! (Or don't. I would love to do that writeup))
  7. You activated my Trap Card!

  8. Turn 8: Power in the Senate. Senior Constable Rab Heatherlocke glanced up and down the hallway, making sure no one was watching, then whipped his flask out of his pocket. With the speed born from performing the act hundreds of times, he unscrewed the lid, flipped it up and downed a gulp of illegal whiskey. The contraband was back in his pocket in an instant, and he sighed as he wiped the residue off his lips. The perfect crime. He continued down the hallway to the holding cells, where he could relive constable Wilson from her post. He slowed as he heard voices. They were faint, but it sounded like a group of people arguing. Prison riot? He sped up a bit, turning the corner to see Constable Wilson and Senator Trump talking through the cell’s bars. He couldn’t make out what they were saying, but it seemed intense. Wilson was gripping the bars so hard her knuckles were turning white. “What are you two whispering about? Don’t you know these are criminals Wilsy?” Trump and Wilson both froze, then, as Wilson turned around to face him, Trump yelled out at a much higher volume “Wilson i’m telling you that Yosef is Corrupt!!!” Wilson glared back over her shoulders and spat back, “And I just told you not to say those things. I won't stand for it, but Heatherlocke is certain to do something more drastic. I warned you!” “Please both of you...constables believe me!” Heatherlocke stopped dead in place and stared at them, trying to parse what he had just heard. “Wait, what?” Wilson stepped angrily forward, jabbing her hand backwards at Trump and a few other senators who were gathering. “These fools are insistent that Yosef is working with the corrupt. It's a farce for such things to be said of the Constabulary.” Yosef? That goodie two-shoes Yosef? Heatherlocke snickered, then lost his composure completely and burst into laughter. He fell to his knees clutching his belly as tears streamed from his eyes. “You guys actually think that, Oh! Oh Sweet Harmony!” He took a deep breath and stood up, using the wall to maintain his balance. “You guys think, that,” he paused, as he saw their confused faces. Did they, actually believe that Yosef was corrupt? His addled mind began to work overtime. This could be it! The chance he had been waiting for! “Wait. . . Actually yeah! Maybe he’s right! Maybe Yosef is corrupt!” Wilson blinked, and her arm slowly returned to her side as she squinted at him. “You….actually give credence to this?” Trump reached through the bars and touched her sleeve, whispering something that Heatherlocke didn’t quite catch. How to pull this off? What signs of corruption had they seen that they thought Yosef was corrupt? Did they know about the Confiscated possesions going ‘missing’? “Well, I mean, obviously someone’s corrupt in the constables, given the number of items to go missing, and I know it’s not you, and you know it’s not me. Definitely Yosef. Trump grinned and threw his arms in the air. “Well at least someone believes me! There’s way too many daggers floating around in that senate.” Wilson, on the other hand, seemed troubled. “Do you have proof, Heatherlocke? Or do you think you could find proof?” Could he? “. . . I’m sure I could uh, find some. Somewhere.” She scowled at him. “I won't let you create false proof against Yosef Heatherlocke. Do you have real proof?” “. . . I wasn’t going to do that. Just, you know. Find some. . . Somewhere.” Yeah, that hadn’t been the right thing to say. Wilson glared at him, and crossed her arms in front of her. “You lack of surety is not encouraging.” Defense wasn’t working, time to attack. “Well then who do you think is selling items to the constables? Only you, I, and Yosef have access to the lockers.” “I know. But if you must know, I worry that you're involved in it somehow. You've yet to say anything to make me believe otherwise.” Rust. Rust and Ruin and Harmony for good measure. “What?! Wilsy, please, I’ve been nothing but a loyal, honourable constable for my whole career!” By some very loose definitions of honourable and loyal. “If that's true, I ask that you find solid evidence of Yosef’s treachery so we can remove him, if indeed he should be removed.” Right, he couldn’t make up evidence now that she knew he would, so what could he finger Yosef with? “Well, uh. Hm. . . Oh! Edris Calvert! You weren’t there, but Yosef brutally tortured the man, trying to get him to confess to Machmuller’s murder. Cuts, burns, the whole nine yards!” Wilson wrinkled her nose and looked down, muttering something to herself. Then she looked up and nodded. “That is convincing enough.” Constable-General Yosef heard them before he knew what was happening. Thumps, and cries from outside his door. He stood up, grabbing his baton from his desk and prepared to meet whatever fool was coming for him. The door opened, and his assistant Wilson and Senior Constable Heatherlocke piled in, followed by another 4 constables. He relaxed until he saw the two constables who had been guarding his door cuffed up outside. “Heatherlocke? What is this?” “You corruption ends now Sir!” The constable was grinning from ear to ear as the half dozen of them entered the room and took up position around the desk. “My, corruption? You think I’m corrupt?” “You’ve broken the laws of keeping prisoners, broken the laws of collection of evidence, and facilitated the murder of Governor Machmuller.” Constable Wilson said as she pulled a set of cuffs out of her uniform. “Now drop your weapon and come peaceably. We’ll treat you far better than you’ve treated the Senators.” Yosef turned to Heatherlocke. “I turned a blind eye to your crimes, because I thought you had good intentions. You brought in criminals, helped make the city a better place. I thought it was because you truly wanted to. Now I see you just wanted Power.” Heatherlocke spat on his desk. “Save it for the Jury.” “Oh I will.” Yosef placed his baton on the desk and raised his hands towards Wilson. As she came closer to cuff him, he whispered to her. “Keep an eye on him. I was the only check on his morality. Now that I’m out of the way, He’ll do anything for the right price.” She hesitated, then snapped the cuffs closed. Constable-General Heatherlocke, of the First precinct of Elendel grinned as Former General Yosef was led away in captivity. Oh, he had thought this day would never come. “Constable Clancy?” A constable stepped forward. “Yes sir?” “Gather everyone in the Senate Hall. there are going to be some changes.” Patience scowled at everything and everyone as the senators took their seats. He didn’t know what was going on, but he didn’t like it. Not even the governor appeared to know what was going on. But there were far too many Constables in here. Four at each door out of the hall. The far doors opened, and instead of Yosef, Heatherlocke strode out, grinning like a loon. He stopped at the Governor’s desk, slapping Alron on the shoulder as he did. “Hello Senators of Elendel! As I’m sure you all heard, my predecessor, Yosef, has been charged with corruption and arrested. In a shocking turn of events, he had helped murder Machmuller.” “Now then, He still has associates out there, and we’re going to find them. Unlike Yosef though, I’m going to be smart. He locked down the building, I’m locking down this Room. None of you, and I mean none of you, are leaving this room until I’m certain that Machmuller’s murderers have been arrested.” “Thank you for your cooperation in this matter.” Constable-General Yosef was a Constable of the Law! Wonko the Sane was killed! Clanky was was killed! Mailliw’s visit to prison has ended. Votes: Yosef: 4 : Alvron, Alvron, Elodin, Wonko Mailliw: 2 : Mark IV, Lopen Alvron: 2 : Orlok, Mailliw Clanky: 1 :Alvron Living/Unarrested Players Turn 8: Arrested players: Dead Players: ALL PM’S ARE NOW CLOSED. NONE CAN BE OPENED. Playerlist, Prisoner PM’s and so forth to be added soon.
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