Jo and the Bush

Eliminator Kills cannot be seen by Seekers. The Assassin kill cannot be seen period.

If Y'all could come to a decision sooner rather than later, I would appreciate it.

You don't recall correctly, unless i have my vote count wrong.

Updated Vote Count: Hemalurgic Headshot (2): Steeldancer, Shanerockes Darkness_ (1): Straw Shanerockes (2): Araris Valerian, Hemalurgic Headshot Araris (2): Seonid, ShaneyRus Steeldancer (1): Drake Marshall Seonid (1): Darkness_ @Araris Valerian @Darkness_ @Hemalurgic Headshot Can you please clarify if you are voting for Shanerockes or ShaneyRus? Day 3 ends in

If a smoked player is soothed or rioted, they will not know it.

Rule Clarification: Rioters and Soothers will know if their action was successful. They will know if their target had been smoked or not.

The Elims can choose to not kill a player.

Apologies. I am slightly busy, so the actual write up will come later. Here are the results! The Eliminators killed Nutellaspren! She was a Village Thug 1! The Mistborn killed Sart! He was a Village Rioter 1! This day will last 48 hours as usual.

There are about 2 and a half hours left in the night. Please make sure all your actions are sent in soon.

Anniversary Game 4's signups are scheduled to be posted on January 5th.

Elend venture was indeed rioted.

Night 2: The First Secret is given form, the Second given purpose, the third abused. YOU SUCCEEDED. “I didn’t. Rat and mice do not worry me God, only the Spiders.” The mistborn crouched on the rooftop, watching as Varun’s family buried his body. “He was my brother’s man. Not Cett’s.” HE WAS A LIVING MAN. YOU KILLED HIM AS I COMMANDED. “I need the spiders dead though. But if I kill rats too often, Vin will despise me. She doesn’t understand.” FOOL. HAVE HER LOVE, KILL A MAN. Zane cocked his head, then grinned. Fake Joe, the man who spat at the gods, stood proudly as the guards tied his hands with ropes. They hobbled his ankles with heavy stones, so that he could not flee. None of them had a speck of metal on them. They knew that he was Ironborn, yet they still arrested him as a traitor. It was a perversion of Justice, but he couldn’t figure out why it was happening. They lead him out of his house, and up the streets toward Keep Venture. Joe had never heard of a prisoner being treated this way. Normally Elend wanted everyone to be treated humanely, and innocent. There was a crowd before the Keep. Joe could see his peers, the people he suspected, and a lot of guards. He could also see King Elend Venture. The Monarch was standing before the gates with a naked sword. His expression was grim, and the crowd was nervous. The guards brought him before the King, and forced him to his knees. “Sire,” he started, “What am i accused of?” “You are found Guilty, traitor, of treason and murder.” Elend raised the sword above his head. “I execute you for betraying me.” “But sir! I am innocent!” The sword swept down in a sideways arc, catching halfway through his neck. Joe spasmed once, then fell dead. Droughtbringer was a Lurcher 2! There are No Tineye 1’s Left! PM’s are CLOSED for tonight. Votes: Araris (1): Shaney Drought (4): Nutellaspren, Araris, Darkness, Elend Venture Drake Marshall (2): Straw, Sart Darkness (3): Drake, Seonid, Shanerockes Hemalurgic Headshot (2): Steeldancer, Droughtbringer The night will end in Player List:

Jeez, stop talking everyone. Give me 2 minutes to have a new thread up.

Less than 10 minutes remain, and we have a tie. Make peace with your Gods everyone. Votes: Araris (1): Shaney Drought (3): Nutellaspren, Araris, Darkness Drake Marshall (2): Straw, Sart Darkness (3): Drake, Seonid, Shanerockes Hemalurgic Headshot (2): Steeldancer, Droughtbringer

The game ends if Elend is Lynched, or the Last Eliminator dies. The village has to kill the Unstable Mistborn before the last Eliminator dies, otherwise they win.

The Mistborn can Scan and Kill in the same night.

This Cycle is hereby extended by 24 hours. The Cycle ends in

If a third person agrees, then yes.

Day 2: Oh, it’s Alv’s Carpet Zane perched on the tip of Kredik Shaw, looking over the city his father had come to conquer. His Brother’s City. The tomb of the Lord Ruler. Luthadel. The city was full of rats, and spiders. God wanted him to kill both, kill everyone in the city, but Zane only wanted to kill the Spiders. Vin wanted the Spiders dead, and maybe if he helped her, she would finally see him as he saw her. Free. The rats had killed a spider earlier that day, and Zane had ransacked the man’s house afterward. He had found things the rats had missed. Words that pointed to the Tineye, Varun, as being another spider. Zane pushed himself off Kredik Shaw. It was time to obey God. Fynn Seidel and another infiltrator crouched in an alleyway outside or Lamur’s home. After the day’s events, they had decided that just killing Elend wouldn’t work. Some of Luthadel’s allomancers had banded together and killed Thorn, so they needed to start killing the more useful allomancers as well. Starting with the “Why a Tineye sir? Without him we can’t get through the night as quickly?” “There’s two.” Fynn peeked around the corner again. “Even after we kill Lamur, we can still use Varun to run our messages. It only takes one man to deliver a paper.” “Ah, true sir.” Inside Lamur’s house, a candle flickered to life. “He’s back. Go watch the front, make sure he can’t escape.” The other man scurried off, and Fynn left the alley, taking up position beside Lamur’s door. Varun carefully slipped a blank white envelope under the door, then padded away into the misty night. That had been his last message to deliver, so it was finally time for bed. The mist swirled around him, hugging him. It was always peaceful this time of night. Everyone save the schemers and allomancers were abed. And the murderers. The mist above him split open, giving him far too little warning of the falling mistborn. The man slammed into his head and shoulders, bowling him forward onto the cobblestone street. He gasped and gagged as air and blood were expelled from his mouth. “I do hope you were a Spider Varun, and not a rat. God says he can’t tell the difference, and that I should murder both, but it would still be a waste of time.” Varun’s sight began to tunnel, and the last thing he saw as he died was that he had spat out his own toungue. “Lamur want a waffle. Squak! Lamur want a waffle.” Lamur the parrot tineye waddled over to the table and grabbed a match box. He struck the match against one of his talons and lit the candle. He could fly another message now, if anyone else needed some. Whoo, hoo. Lamur cocked his head at the back door. There weren’t any owls in Luthadel. Why the heck was someone in his backyard pretending to be an owl? The front door was kicked open, and a man in a grey cloak strode into his house, a sword in his hand. Lamur took to wing immediately, his hard earned instincts telling him that this man did not want to deliver messages. Before he could reach the door, there was a snicker snack as the sword swept through him and threw his pieces at a wall. “Squack! No Waffles for Lamur. No waffles.” The parrot chirped sadly as the man raised his boot, and stomped downward toward him. Living Legend and Devotary of Spontaneity were Village Tineye 1’s! Remember, No PM's during the day. The Day will end in Player List:

There is about half an hour left of the cycle everyone. Please start finalizing actions and making peace with your gods.

Each player has a 50% chance of being lynched, with a minimum of one being lynched.

A TINEYE IS ALIVE, PM'S ARE ALLOWED

Night 1: What did a carpet have to do with that? The Gods of Luck and Chance smiled down from above, a mischievous glint in their eyes, as Ashimar and Thorn were lead up the platform. Each one herded into place by those that had deemed them untrustworthy. As the condemned lined up awaiting their turn to plea the case before the headsman, a faint sound could be heard by those keen of hearing. It was the sound of a coin spinning. If the coin came up heads, they got to keep theirs. IIf tails turns up however, coins would not be the only thing spinning on the floor. One thing was certain though, at least one head would roll before the sun set. Vin perched on top of the roof. "I could just go down there and kill them all, and put an end to the Cett problem." "You could mistress, but you are not ?" OreSeur replied. "No, there are a few of Luthadel’s most powerful alomancer’s among them and we will need them if we are to stand up to Cett’s and Straff’s armies. And also … this is not who i want to be." She flew up, her mistcloak's dark tassels rippling through the air. She abruptly changed direction, lurching toward the scene of Asterion's Murder. Behind her the Kandra sighed, and jumped to a roof below.The Guards Elend had given her were keeping people away, and the crowds had been slowly clearing out. She approached the body, a quick search of his pockets revealed a metal vial labeled Steel, and nothing else to indicate that he was an assassin sent by Cett. "These are going to be some stressful days," Vin mumbled as Oreseur finally caught up with her. Elend fell down at his chair , exhausted from the arguing from both sides in the escalating situation they’d found themselves in . There wasn’t a clear answer for what he should do, so for now he just left the crowds to sort things out on their own. That had turned ugly quickly as they had lynched one of their own. He felt terribly but Breeze insisted that cracking down would make things worse. That didn’t make the situation any less bleak. He looked out of the window at the girl observing the city from a rooftop across the street, and his mood brightened a bit. "Your Majesty?" Dockson asked from the doorway? "Yes?" "We found one." Ham flared pewter, and kicked through the wooden door. The lack of resistance as it crumbled was expected and planned for. He fell through the door and was already in the middle of the room before the occupant had even finished looking up in shock. Four more Pewterarms followed him in, crowding around the man. "Thorn, you are under arrest for attempted conspiracy against the crown, treason against the people of Luthadel, and Murder." They surged forward and grabbed him, tying him up as he protested his innocence Ornstein was a Rioter 1! Asterion was a Coinshot 2! Ornstein (5): Seonid, Straw, Steel, HH, L.Legend Straw (1): Nutella Asterion (5): Sart, Araris, Drake, Droughtbringer, Devotary The Night will end in Player List:

That is roleover. No more votes will be accepted, nor actions. Give me 5 minutes to finalize RP, and the new cycle will be posted.

You have an hour or so left to vote Ornstein (5): Seonid, Straw, Steel, HH, L.Legend Straw (1): Nutella Asterion (5): Sart, Araris, Drake, Droughtbringer, Devotary