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  1. Jo and the Bush
    Well, at least I don't have to bother counting votes. The Day is Over. The Night has Dawned! (Dawned? That doesn't make sense, Dusked? I need to figure this out. . .)
  2. Jo and the Bush

    Viva La Vida kinda describes Discord doesn't it?

    1. Slowswift

      Slowswift

      Hmm , maybe... I'll have to give it another listen to be sure...

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  4. Jo and the Bush

    Every time I see Oudeis Sig, i think it says "I will never stop Exploding."

  5. Jo and the Bush
    Hel, Goddess of Death. What's your Favorite Villainous Plan? (Interpret that how you will.)
  6. Jo and the Bush
    Someone uncovered a loophole in the rules.
  7. Jo and the Bush
    That wasn't Ruin that killed Ostrich.
  8. Jo and the Bush
    Day Four: In the Dark of the Night Maw couldn’t help but think something was wrong as he quietly shoveled dirt out of the grave. It wasn’t that he was the one being tasked with burying Alvom, though that was irritating enough. It wasn’t even that Alvom had been innocent in the end. It wasn’t anything he could think of, it was just his instincts screaming at him that something was wrong. And he didn’t know what. He tried to ignore the feelings as he finished the hole. He tossed the shovel over his shoulder, grabbed Alvom’s corpse by the ankles and dragged it over to the grave, where he unceremoniously shoved it it. He paused, wondering if he should say a few words. Before he could think of any, the Shovel hit him in the back of the head. His eyes glazed over and he toppled into the grave. His killer smirked, and started shoveling Dirt onto the bodies, covering them both completely, before leaving. Wilkin felt the power inside of him pulse in time with his heart. The extra Investiture gave him a nice sense of security, especially after that incident with the poison and the Lifeless. Hopefully there wouldn’t be a repeat of that. The Power inside him suddenly quivered, as if sensing something. Trusting his instincts, Wilkin jumped to the side, looking back in time to see a bolt of red lightning surge through the air where his head had been. He jumped to his feet and ran. The God King was one thing. Odium? That was something else entirely. “Do you think you can outrun me boy?” He yelped in surprise. The voice had come from right next to him. He lashed out, trying to know back whoever it was, but his arm only hit smoke. He tried to pull back to make another attack, but his arm was no longer moving, stuck in the red cloud of power. “Goodbye Wilkin. You’ve been an admirable foe.” The cloud lit up with Lightning, and Wilkin was thrown backwards through the air. He screamed as he landed, his back twisted at an unnatural angle. His Investiture pulsed again, and started to decrease. He could feel his body fixing itself, bones reknitting, skin scabbing over. He laid there for a long time, waiting for his body to heal, and hoping that his attacker wouldn’t return. The Ostrich looked up into the starry sky. Something was out there, and he didn’t know what. All he could feel was a sense of generosity and decay. What was it? A new star appeared. Rather than the normal white, it was green, and rapidly approaching. The Ostrich hurried forward towards where it appeared the starthing would land. What could it be? The was a pulse of power as it hit the ground. It was a woman. She looked around unhurriedly, her gaze eventually settling on the Ostrich. “Are you Lord Ostrich, ruler of this planet?” Ahh, someone who knew him. He rapidly shed his form, returning to his human one, the one he had used to conquer this planet. He rose and bowed to her. “I am m’Lady. And you are?” “You’re Executioner.” As quick as thought, she threw forward a ball of green energy. It impacted against his chest before he could react, and he screamed as Ruinous energy surged through him, searing his skin, shattering his bone and splitting his muscles. The pain was great enough that he didn’t hear his killer speak again as she left. “I am sorry it had to be this way.” As the first light of the new day shone down upon the world, there was a disturbance at Alvom’s Grave. A fist burst out of the Earth, and started digging at the dirt. Eventually it was joined by a second fist. It took nearly an hour for the head to become visible, but once it was, Maw had a much easier time in unearthing himself. He gasped in a breath of air, the first he’d had in nearly two hours. He looked around, taking in the grave, the dented shovel and his own half buried body, and let out a wheezing laugh. He threw his arms into the air in triumph. “I’m still alive!” Wilson and Mailliw were attacked, but both Survived. Ostrich was brutally mowed down. He was a Worldhopper!
  9. Jo and the Bush
    The Night is Over, The sun shall rise within an hour.
  10. Jo and the Bush
    Can we get the medium?
  11. Jo and the Bush
    Night Three: Neither Strife Nor Hatred Control You. Alvom Halbin unlocked the door leading down to the basement, and let it’s weight swing it open. The sunlight illuminated the room, revealing the grey corpse standing at attention, waiting as always, for it’s orders. It was time to give it some. He cleared his throat and spoke as clearly as possible. “Neither Strife Nor Hatred Control you.” The command given, the Lifeless broke its pose and approached the doorway, stopping before him. “Obey no other order save the two I shall tell you now; Slay the one who attempts to give you a new command. And Defend the one I say, no matter the cost. Neither Strife Nor Hatred Control you.” He leaned in and whispered a name in its ear. It unsheathed its sword and prowled out of the room. He watched it leave the house, eventually disappearing down the street. Hopefully it would do more than he had been able to. That done, he set about writing down everything he knew, leaving them where the few he trusted would find them. He knew he didn’t have much time before the Seventeenth Shard came for him. Despite all he had done, they didn’t believe him. Hopefully his death would let them see reason. His messages finished and stashed, he sat down and waited. He didn’t have to wait long. The door shattered under the foot of the Farmer. Maw was brandishing a burned Stick at him as he entered. “Alvom Halbin! I hereby charge you with Murder, Sabotage, conspiracy and Littering! The only sentence is death! to be carried out immediately!” Alvom felt one of his eyebrows raise. “Litterling?” “Well sure! Look at all these chunks of wood you left lying around! Who’s gonna pick them up huh?” Alvom decided not to dignify that with a response. “Well then, what do you say to that?” The farmer leaned it, poking him in the chest with the burned Stick. “I say, Neither Strife Nor Hatred Control You. Defend me.” Maw frowned at him in puzzlement, then yelped as a gray hand grabbed him by the shoulder and roughly tossed him aside. Alvom gazed upward at the Lifeless, then nodded and closed his eyes. SOmething hit his neck, and Death came quickly. Votes: Clanky(1): Quiver Mailliw(2): IrulelikeSTINK, Antillar Maximus Alvom(3): Mailliw73, Kipper, Dowanx Alvom was a Lifeless Operator!
  12. Jo and the Bush
    Lifeless can protect from Daytime kills, but not lynches. (So really they just protect against poison. (Somehow))
  13. Jo and the Bush
    The Turn is over.
  14. Jo and the Bush

    "Will you walk into my status?" Said the Kobold to the Joe.

    1. Kobold King

      Kobold King

      There's a TwiLyght right behind us, and she's treading on my tail!

    2. Jo and the Bush

      Jo and the Bush

      Huh. Thank you for that introduction to Carrol's Poetry.

  15. Jo and the Bush

    "Will you walk into my Parlour?" Said the Spider to the Fly?

  16. Jo and the Bush
    Steelheart had to investigate to learn his I believe.
  17. Jo and the Bush
    Unfortunately, the Champions destroyed Devotion, so there won't be new minor roles.
  18. Jo and the Bush
    Day Three: I am Fire. Odium stared down at the foe he had come to destroy. A foe that they had decided was a threat to their plans. One who must be struck down. Odium stared down at the Stick and tried to remember why he had thought that. He reached out with his foot and tapped it. It rocked back and forth until it resettled into it’s original position. It didn’t appear to be a threat. It didn’t appear to be capable of anything at all. How had it even registered as a member of the Seventeenth Shard? It was a Stick! “Bloody Endowment giving out power to any old object now.” He scowled down at the stick. What a waste of time. He reached into his pack, and pulled out a metal canister, full of Scadrial newest invention; Gasoline. He tore the lid off and upended the canister onto the stick, dousing it completely in the flammable liquid. Then he took a match, also from Scadrial, struck it against his Hatred, and dropped it into the pool of Gasoline. The fire exploded into life, blinding him, and certainly incinerating the Stick. Odium watched as the fire burned lower and lower, scorching the earth around it. He waited until there was only smoke left before turning away and returning to Braize to prepare for the next day. Had he turned back, he would have seen the charred, yet still whole, Stick start to roll away across the ground, thinking to itself, as it always did, I am a Stick! Araris carefully poured the steel dust into the vial, measuring it to the last grain. It wouldn’t do to give too much to a customer, nor too little. Always just enough. Exisa had appreciated that attention Araris had to detail. It was really a shame the man had been killed. And not just because he had been Araris’s best customer. The man had been trustworthy. Araris carefully packed the vial of steel into a box, ready to be shipped or sold as per the customers order. That done, he sealed the box, and prepared to close up his workshop for the day. He was interrupted by the bell above the door ringing as it was opened. “I’ll be out in a moment!” He hurriedly put the box with it’s fellows and entered the front of the shop, letting his forge gloves fall off his hands as he did. “Now sir, how can I help- Oh wow.” He stopped his customary greeting at the sight of the figure in the store. She was composed entirely of a soft green light, and seemed to radiate Power. “You are Araris the Metalcrafter?” He drew himself up to his full height and nodded. “Yes. You are I presume, The Shardholder of Endowment?” “Yes.” He grinned. “So am I to be the new holder of Ruin then?” There was a long pause, long enough for Araris to lose his confidence and start sweating. FInally, Endowment answered. “You could say so.” Her tone was much more menacing than he was expecting from her. “Here, catch.” She swung her hands forward, as if tossing a ball, and a orb of Black smoke sailed through the air. Araris reached out and caught it. And Screamed. Pain overwhelmed him. It felt like Molten lead was being poured through his veins. He could no longer understand what was happening outside his own mind. All he could feel, was the pain as his body was ripped to pieces. “Good bye, Araris.” Kipper was attacked, but Survived! Araris was a Regular Worldhopper! The Day will end on Tuesday the 8th! I messed up. Phattemer was Invested by Preservation before he died. He should have survived the Lynch, unfortunately, many things happened due to his death. He is now our resident Pinch Hitter. so Tell me if you can't play anymore.
  19. Jo and the Bush
    You posted Done one minute after the rollover. Was that intentional? Anyway. Writeup will be here very soon. (This one was hilariously easy to write)
  20. Jo and the Bush
    3 minutes until rollover. Get your orders in now! Or panic and yell extension.
  21. Jo and the Bush

    My Gravestone will say; "He died from eating too much Cookie Dough. But he died Happy."

  22. Jo and the Bush

    I will not be a statistic.

  23. Jo and the Bush
    If I did, and I probably did, I'm retracting that statement, since Rules Lawyer Alvron pointed out it says otherwise in the Main Rules. Alvron needs a last name so I can go Alvron, 'rules lawyer' Last-name. So yes, Lifeless can protect from any day kills, just not from the lynch.
  24. Jo and the Bush
    . . . Did you read the writeup by chance?
  25. Jo and the Bush
    Yes, it's green.
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