Chid

I mostly agree with Herowannabe about the order, but I think that people should be able to give their breath away before they are killed.

Don't worry guys, Meta did this at the beginning of last name. Anything and everything you say will be used to make you sound evil. He's probably going to make this statement sound evil somehow. He's pretty skilled like that. Anyway, I just wanted to say that I am still here, watching and waiting, so if we decide to kill an inactive on the first day like we did last game, let it be known that I am active, but until I have more information or I think of something snarky to say, I'm going to be exercising my right to remain silent.

Chide walked up to the restaurant owner, a man they called "Jeo". Chide forced himself to look the man in the eyes, though he wanted to keep glancing over his shoulder. "Excuse me, sir. I, um, I have just moved to the city and I'm looking for a job. Uh, do you have any idea where I could, um, find work around here?" Colors! Chide didn't know why he was so nervous. The man owned a restaurant. Jeo obviously wasn't a secret assassin. Or... at least that's what Jeo obviously wanted everyone to think. Of course, Chide didn't really need to be worried about assassins. Scad had been training him how to fight ever since Chide was a young boy. The man had left Chide as a paranoid without many social skills, but at least Scad had taught Chide some very useful skills. Joe, you can just put me down as The Paranoid.

Is there still time for me to join? Chide sat at a table near the edge of the room. While growing up nearly isolated on a small farm with his parents, he had thought it would be exhilarating to finally see a large group of people in one place. He was wrong. It was stifling. He glanced at the "friendly" faces of people walking around the restaurant. They appeared amiable, but nearly all of them had belt knives, and who knew what evil their hearts hid? Chide wasn't afraid of people. He was afraid of metal. From an early age, Chide was trained by his father, Scad, to hate metal. Nobody knows where Scad came from. The man had shown up in the village one day with a gaping hole in his shoulder, delirious with tales of another world.

Maw, I'd be honored for you to join me on my quest. Yep, I'm a Mormon. I go to BYU right now, which is great. I've been able to go to Brandon's class and the release events for Words of Radiance and for Steelheart. I'm probably leaving on my mission at the end of the summer. I haven't started the papers though.

A year had passed, but the pain remained. "It's not fair," Chidden grumbled. "Gamut didn't deserve to die. Those rusting Spiked had to ruin everything." Chidden lifted his pack onto his shoulders. It was heavy, but he was stronger now. A year of training with the dueling cane had paid off. The young man walked into the Lurcher's Inn to say his last goodbyes. "Meta, Selvar, Dane, and Maw, I'd like to thank you. The Trust will live on forever. Mabi and Lents, you guys kind of freak me out, but I'm glad you survived. I promised that I would save the world, and I plan to make good on that promise. I'm leaving Blackwater now, and I don't think I'll ever come back." Chidden walked out of the inn and into the mists. As he walked along, his pack clinked. It had food and vials and the necessities for travel, but most of it's weight came from several metal spikes, carefully harvested from bodies a year ago. "There are more spiked out there," Chidden spoke to the mists. "I have to save the world. I have to kill them all. I am going to ruin all of the spiked. No matter the cost."

Chidden stepped forward from the mists and walked up to the old metallurgist, leaning on his dueling cane. Chidden didn't really have a limp, but he thought it made him look cool. "You always were a little bit shifty, Joe, but I never suspected you to be the last spiked! I should have seeked you long ago." The boy unstopped his last bottle of bronze and tried to drink it as ostentatiously as possible. "Well, I'm tired of hiding! I told you all that I would save the world, and you just didn't listened! Ha! Who's harebrained now? I saved Blackwater just fine, with some brilliant help from Gamut and the rest of the Trust. And we will remain safe, just as soon as your ruinous body hits the ground." Chidden walked into the Lurcher's Inn, which was practically the new town hall of Blackwater. He clambered up onto one of the tables and addressed the town's beleaguered survivors. "Gamut the Lurcher saved us all. He anticipated nearly every move of the spiked. He kept me safe so I could find them. All his life, he has tried to protect people, and now he has succeeded. I would like to be the first to vote for Gamut as the new mayor of Blackwater village!"

Mabi's votes: No vote, no vote, Xaneth, no vote, no vote Joe's votes: Erendi, Asp, no vote, no vote, Clan Wark's votes: Forage, Asp, Xaneth, Vizzini, Clan Well, I was going to vote for Joe, but his votes make him look pretty honest. Mabi's make her look a little shifty. People who have voted for Mabi's death: {Asp, Clan, Xaneth}, {Clan}, {none}, {none}, {none} People who have voted for Joe's death: {none}, {none}, {none}, {none}, {none} People who have voted for Wark's death: {none}, {none}, {none}, {Vizzini, Dane}, {none} *This doesn't include votes that were later changed. Then again, Mabi was voted for by spiked three times. But it could have been a cover-up. Asp and Clan voted for Mabi when it looked like there was no fear of him being lynched, but then Xaneth added on, driving it into danger territory. The fact that Mabi has only voted in self-defense makes me suspect him. I'll see if he can convince me otherwise. Hopefully with logic rather than some overtly sexual RP.

Only aluminum and some alloys of aluminum can't be pushed or pulled. Uranium could be lurched just fine.

@Peng, you put Alon on the list of people who didn't vote. Isn't Alon dead?

The highest rank possible is obviously the ugly lizard-crab-thing

Sounds good to me. All aboard the Lynch Clan Train! Choo choo!

Poor Lenny. He never even had a George.

Hey what happened to Raubber? He hasn't said anything yet.

Hey Vizzini and Alon, just remember that Wark argued to lynch Asp. Or at least I think he did. It was kind of difficult to figure out what he was saying. Vizzini suspects Wark because Wark isn't posting that much... The same can be applied to Vizzini. Alon suspects Wark because Wark's RP is suspicious... The same can be applied to Alon (he showed up and the rest of his caravan had been killed... What if he killed them?)