Jo and the Bush

I think the SK wins almost all of my games. Steeldancer won as Zane, Magestar won as the Mistborn (Though he was overpowerd) and Aman won as the Anarchist (though his was special circumstances) But if Bleeder wins, it will not be a first.

Probably not the best idea, as it consostently rewards a few players whose timezones line up with rollover. Hey! Watch it Buster!

Five AM “My dear Constable, I do believe that your presence here is putting many innocent and powerful people of Elendel at risk.” Lord Gavin Verduex was not innocent, but was definitely powerful. “I think that if you really want to serve the public, you should take your friends, and vanish.” “Good Sir, I am afraid that you have me mistaken.” Lord Pyro smiled, every inch the pleasant aristocrat. “I am no constable. Just an art lover like yourself.” “It would be safer because we would feel safe enough to leave. We all now know that the incorrigible Winsting Innate is a scoundrel and a liar. I’m sure we would all be happy to leave him to Dowser’s Immortal.” “Scoundrel he may be, I cannot leave him to die. He is our rightful lord, not a criminal like you.” Gavin reared back and pressed his hands to his face. “Me!? You accuse me of being a criminal?” Pyro folded his arms and nodded sharply. “I do so accuse you sir. You are a Criminal, a blackmailer, and a cheat.” Gavin lowered his hands and whipped his coat off revealing two aluminum revolvers. The crowd gasped and surged forward. “Sir Constable! I demand you retract that libel right now, or face me on the dueling grounds!” “By law good lord, you must declare a second in order to duel me.” Pyro dropped his own coat, revealing his own gun, not aluminum, but still nicely small. “I name Xino as mine.” Xino fell off his chair. “What? Me? Why me?” “Because I know you’re too cowardly to shoot me in the back and claim that Gavin shot me.” Xino slowly got to their feet. “Well that’s true.” “Ha!” Gavin scanned the crowd. “Good Lord Laborn, will you do me the great honour of being my second?” Lord Laborn stepped forward and bowed deeply to both duelists. “It would bring me great joy to support you in this endeavour Lord Gavin.” mad watcher scurried up to the four of them. “ooh, can me do the count down? me love to do the countdown part of things!” Gavin snorted, and turned away followed by Laborn. People began to clear away from his line of fire. “Feel free mad watcher.” Pyro nodded his ascent, and dragged Xino with him away from Gavin.” “alrighty tighty, youre both just about far apart. gavin, take another step. half another step gavey. there we go!” Gavin snarled, and mad watcher just snickered. “i’m going to count down from 7, and when i say shoots, you shoots! any questions? too bad! 7, 6, 54321 shoots!” Both men jumped, turned, and let off a series of wild shots. Gavin fell backwards, 2 bullets in his chest. Xino fell to his side, clutching at the groove in his hip. Laborn fell backwards, clutching his bleeding shoulder. Pyro stood blinking at Laborn. “Ah, apologies for shooting good sir. It was not my intent.” Welcome to the 5th Hour! You guys nearly managed a three way tie a couple of times this cycle. Keep trying for one! I believe in you! Hemalurgic Headshot was lynched! They were a Criminal Extortionist! Xino was attacked, but survived! Bugsy was attacked, but survived! Awake players: 17 Votes required to Disperse the Party: 10 Vote Count: Coda (2): DeTess, TJ Shade Pyro (4): Silberfarben, The God King, Emi, HH HH (5): Megasif, Sart, Bugsy, Kynedath, Pyro Wilson (0): Wilson Sart (3): Bugsy, Matrim, Experience Dispersal Votes (0/11): Player List:

1 minute left. Anyone got any last minute actions or votes? Wanna try to get to 10 pages before Turn 5?

Bleeder can have two roles, just like Flogs, Doswer, and fifth can. Not saying she does. But hypothetically, let's say that Bleeder is a Bleeder Gossip. If a renowned scans her, I choose randomly which result to tell the Renowned, Gossip or Bartender. You don't have to. Green votes mean nothing to me. I just use the most recent red vote from each player.

Dispersal will come after kills, so Bleeder would win

Alas, poor Dot is dead and hollowed out and replaced by @TJ Shade. Please treat them well, amd show them a warm Elimination welcome!

Bleeder cannot win while dead, and all kills happen simultaneously. So once Bleeder dies, this becomes a regular game of Sanderson elimination. If they both die on the same turn then the game continues. Winsting does not gain the passive abilities of the Tycoon or Gossip.

Confirmed!

Four AM Hopefully this writeup will be added in within 24 hours of now. Welcome to the 4th Hour! Lord Winsting has joined the party! So, Karnage bet me his Yellow Lightsaber that he would die during Two AM, and he lost. Elkanah had smuggled him, so I made a joke about him soothing Karnange and making it harder for Karnage to fight back when he was attacked. Elky asked me if he managed to steal anything from him, so I decided to give him the Yellow Lightsaber, which is now in the possession of the 5th Octant Constable. Arraenae was killed! They were a Criminal Gossip! Karnage was killed! They were Flogs, a Criminal Gambling Tycoon! Elkanah was lynched! They were Dowser, a Criminal Smuggler! Awake players: 18 Votes required to Disperse the Party: 11 Vote Count: Pyro (5): Elkanah, Arraenae, TGK, Coda, Emi Elkanah (13): wilson, Matrim, Kynedath, HH, Karnage, Devotary, Pyro, Sart, Xino, DeTess, Bugsy, Archivist, Mist, Brightness Dispersal Votes (0/13): Player List:

Blegh, not feeling well right now. 4AM will be posted on time, but I haven't really gotten anything written for it yet. Some of you still haven't sent in orders or posted yet, and you've only got 15 minutes. Please do so ASAP if you plan on doing it at all.

I lost a tooth. Also, Kills and Lynches will happen simultaneously. Neither will affect the other.

Well, let's just check the Order of Actions that I put in the rules! *Sees that I never made an Order of Actions That is a very good question! Let me slam my face into a wall a few times and see if any logical thoughts pop out.

Yes she can.

Turns over! New turn will be up in -9 minutes!

Three AM: E. S. Variel is the best bartender in Elendel. He knows it. Wayne knows it. You know it. He didn’t look it, though. He didn’t have the welcoming face of a man who could get you to open up about your troubles, and he didn’t have the round shape of a man who could be trusted with all your secrets, but he was the most sought after bartender in all Elendel anyway. What he did have, was a discerning Eye. When you walked into the room, he would look you up and he would look you down, then he would turn around and start pulling bottles off the shelves and piling them into his apron. By the time you had found an empty stool and sat down, he would be sliding you a glass of something fantastic. A pick me up on long days, a relaxant on stressful days, something to loosen your inhibitions when you were nervous, or something to give you more courage when you were afraid. Lord Winsting Innate kept him on the staff because of his skill at mixing drinks. Two very specific drinks. Variel could mix you a concoction that would keep you on your feet when a Pewterarm was putting the hurt on you. He could fill you with vigor and stamina and keep you fighting when your blood was flowing from your nose and you had one eye swollen shut. He could keep you alive long enough to get a bullet pulled out of you. And afterwards, he could do the stitching too. He could also make a damnation fine poison. It was this drink that he’s making right now. You don’t know it yet, because you’ve never seen him mix these specific ingredients together, but that makes sense. He’s made you a new drink every time you’ve asked him for one. He smiles at you as he slides the glass of amber across the bar to you. You take it, and raise it in a toast to him. Before you drink, another patron leaps over the bar and tackles him. He yells as you fall backwards away from him. All your effort and energy is on that drink though. It falls with you, and you twist your whole body, keeping your wrist nice and even with the ground. You hear yells and shouts from behind you, and you spare the briefest of glances, just to make sure no one is going to bump into you. Finally, you hit the floor and the drink sloshes in it’s glass. You toss it back before you even take the time to stand up. You won’t risk losing this precious liquid gold. Your vision goes clear, and your mind goes soft. You’re certainly going to be okay with whatever Variel gave you. You rise, feeling electricity shoot through your veins , and survey the madhouse of the room. Whoever attacked Variel did a damnation good job. He’s slumped against his bottles, one of them broken in half and forced through his throat. Blood flows into it and out its spout. You don’t spot his killer, but you don’t have time to look. Lord Karn is thrown into you by someone, and you have to tuck and roll to avoid him. He glances at you, then grabs the stool you were sitting on and uses it to slap aside a dueling cane. You examine his attacker, memorizing his face for the inevitable arguments that will break out about who is and isn’t a Constable. Tiresome, but it has to be done. You are shoved roughly aside as Lord Locke Tekiel rushes to defend Karn. He fights well for such a dignified gentleman, but is jumped on from behind. You leave the four men behind as their scuffle escalates into a full on brawl. Other bystanders wade in with dueling canes, fists, bottles and stools. You notice Muriel Ladrian pull a baton out of their sleeve and advance on Tekiel. You ponder whether or not you should intercede, but your veins are pumping even faster now. You should probably go see if that’s supposed to happen or not. Who was it that gave you your drink? Wasn’t it that handsome bartender? Where had they gone? Were they in that fight behind the bar? Should you really be going towards the bar? That was where the fighting was! Remember, Variel got killed over there, and you really don’t want to follow suit. Oh! Variel! That’s who gave you the drink! It was delicious, don’t you want some more? Your vision focuses, blotting out the other combatants as you carefully move on jerky legs towards the destination. Variel will be there, and he can give you another drink. Is that where you want to go? Who is Variel again? Maybe the nice man with the bottle in his neck can tell you. You ask him, but he doesn’t answer. Isn’t that rude of him? Is it? You never learned the etiquette of interacting with dead people. What should you do? Who are you? What the rust was in that drink? The light is too bright and everyone in the room is flowing into each other arms and chests connecting in one great fist that is pounding against your skull trying to release the power that flows through you as you desperately search for more drink to wash away the terrible blood coming up your throat staining your clothes and painting the rising floor red as it lashes out at you and sends you to the Mists. Welcome @Megasif and those of you left to Hour 3! Our dear Hammond has not been responsive, so he has been replaced, his alignment and role given to Megasif. Please treat him as if he has been in the game this entire time. Straw was lynched! They were a Renowned Constable! Karnage was attacked, but survived! Orlok was killed! They were a Renowned/Gossip Criminal! StrikerEZ was killed! They were a Bartender/Bodyguard Criminal! Furamirionind was killed! They were a Gossip Constable! Awake players: 21 Votes required to Disperse the Party: 13 Vote Count: Fura (2): DeTess, Elkanah Karnage (1): Straw Orlok (1): Pyro Pyro (1): Coda, Fura Straw (16): Archivist, Arraenae, Brightness, Bugsy, Devotary, Emi, Experience, God King, Karnage, Kynedath, Matrim, Mist, Orlok, Reading, Sart, Striker, Wilson, Xino Dispersal Votes (0/16): Player List:

Writeup is written, all my PM's are queued, the Topic is prepared. I like having Rollover in the middle of the night. I don't have to worry about half the players making last minute changes. Also, to those of you who are awake at this shardforsaken hour, be aware that I have to wait 30 seconds in between sending each PM, or Chaos yells at me. If you're looking for a result PM, please wait until 15 minutes after rollover, and then post.

I have a Pinch hitter lined up.

I asked Hammond in our PM if he would be joining us. If he has not responded by rollover tonight, he will be removed from the game, and his role and alignmenr given to someone else.

I'd appreciate a Spectator chair as well mr striker.

Flogs supersedes it, so this hypothetical player would keep their Extra life. Yes, i will inform the thread of people's survival. Players who are extorted are told who they targeted.

This is not something i can answer. elbereth! wilson is being mean to me!

Nope! Good question though. You get a cookie.

Two AM: Galdo held one hand in the air, silently begging for calm as he dumped more Brass flakes down his throat. His brother Calo let go of his ankle and stepped back, shaking his head to recover from the Nicrobursted Soothing Galdo had just unleashed on the 40 or so people in the room. “I’m right sorry for having to remove all of your emotions like that, but I’m afraid I’ve been contracted to keep the good Lord Silberfarben alive, and I can’t do that when there’s a gunfight happening.” He scanned the crowd until he found his liege lord over by the buffet. The man was still alive, though he was desperately holding onto Nahr’s chest as the man bled out. Flogs was approaching the two as well. “Lord ‘Farben can take care of himself.” A man stepped out of the crowd and doffed his hat. “Ah’ll pay ye double whatever that prick is offering you. Ah’m fairly certain that those murders were performed by a Faceless Immortal.” The crowd gasped and began to murmur among themselves as the man stepped up onto the table behind them. “Mah name’s Dowser, and I saw her attack. A blonde looker who moved faster than thought. She shot a man, then vanished into the crowd.” “Then we must flee!” Lord Karn stepped forward as well, raising his cane. “We cannot fight a Faceless Immortal, we must leave while we still live!” The crowds voice increased as many people began to shove their way to the main entryway of the grand ballroom. They were cut off by the large Sooner Flogs jumping over their heads, and landing at the doors holding Nahr’s corpse. “No one’s going no where.” He held up the corpse by the neck, letting blood drip to the floor. “I recognize this man. ‘E was a constable. We don’t know how many more might be in here. We’re not leaving until I’m sure there’s none left.” The crowd broke out into yelling, some at Flogs, others at each other. A gunshot rang out, and everyone ducked, leaving only Lord Hadrian Penrod standing, a gun pointing upward. “Lord Karn tried to get everyone to flee.” He lowered his gun to point at Karn. “Obviously he wanted us to leave so that he could escape with evidence of all of your corruption. We should defend ourselves from him.” Karn slowly stood back up, staring at his accuser. “I am no Constable Hadrian. I am just an honest man who fears for his life.” “Fat chance!” Muriel sprung upwards and grabbed his arm as Variel snatched his cane. “I agree with Penrod, we need ta give this conner the axe!” Karn stepped away from Muriel, pulling her toward him, then ducked and spun, lifting her off her feet and flinging her into Variel. The two collapsed as he snatched his cane out of the air. He settled back into a relaxed stance and looked back to Hadrian. “I am no Constable Hadrian. I am just a very skilled man, who will defend his right to life. Lord Hadrian Penrod scratched his chin and examined the man. Finally he nodded, and opened his mouth to respond. He was cut off by a gunshot. A hole opened in his throat, and he staggered forward, falling to one knee, then to his side. The crowd burst away from him as more screaming broke out. Galdo hurriedly grabbed at his final vial of Brass flakes and ripped off the cork. He tipped his head back and poured the concoction into his mouth. Someone grabbed him by the hair and pulled him further backwards off the table. He gagged as he tried to yell, but a knife slipped across his neck, filling his throat. He dropped to the ground and barely got a glimpse of a shifting body running away from him before fading away. Welcome everyone except Araris Valerian to Hour 2! He was a Criminal Gossip! Karnage was lynched, but survived! Awake players: 26 Votes required to Disperse the Party: 16 Vote Count: Fura (1): Straw God King (3): Archivist, Experience, Reading Karnage (6): Araris, Brightness, Emi, Fura, Pyromancer, Sart, Striker Matrim (1): Hemalurgic Pyromancer (1): God King Sart (4): DeTess, Karnage, Matrim, Xino Straw(1): Arraenae, Orlok, wilson Dispersal Votes (1/18): Elkanah Player List

One AM has ended. Give me a minute to get Two AM up.