WW8: Madness in Outer Space (game thread - players only)

[novice]

We've gotta kill someone to get this moving, but no-one is sticking out to me. I know I'm innocent so worse comes to worse I know I can defend on Day 2 if Winston Hughes isn't SCUM.

You know you can defend? Don't you have a history of getting mislynched, even when scried innocent by a confirmed seer? (Sorry about that, btw. )

[Rowain]

Then again I don't even suppose he should have felt under enough pressure to burn his ability, since noone gave any reason whatsoever for their Winston votes so they were hard to take seriously.

None of any arguments of someones guilt is to take seriously. Especially not on day 1.

I thought him safe. And I'm still baffeled that as soon as I turned off Sareln & Serdoa jumped and killed Winston.

I wonder what Lewwyn thinks about the result.

[Erebus]

Winston got lynched cause he role-played, we all know it's taboo.

I bet the other half of that vigilante combo is feeling really sad right now.

[uberfish]

I know village standards for day 1 lynches are pretty low, but surely we can do better than this? Certainly I would have expected the people making the last two votes to have a vague idea of why their target might be scum...

@Zakalwe: Hilarious writeup but we could use a clarification. If someone is killed by fighting and the day ends, does whoever has the most votes still get lynched?

[zakalwe]

@Zakalwe: Hilarious writeup but we could use a clarification. If someone is killed by fighting and the day ends, does whoever has the most votes still get lynched?

If Winston Hughes had used his day-time ability on someone who was already wounded, the targeted player would have died and the day would have ended with no lynch.

[Catwalk]

@Winston Sorry for putting the final vote on you.

As for my reasoning: Quite honestly, none. I simply thought that we would learn more from the reactions to a lynch then from putting pressure on people, as everyone will of course tell you "I am not scum".

I think this is bizarre reasoning. How do you expect us to react to a space pilot being exterminated? A space pilot will say "damn, we lost one". A scum will say "damn, we lost one" while secretly rubbing his hands gleefully. You can argue that we won't get much information from shifting pressure on day 1, but it's far better than nothing. Were you simply impatient and getting bored? I don't know if your play paints suspicion on you, I agree with the argument novice provided that it fits well with your past trigger happiness. But that could also merely be a convenient cover. Regardless, I don't think it was a wise play. If your reasoning was sound, we should have just rolled a d11 right away and watched the reactions. No offense intended with any of this, I just disagree with your reasoning.

[Lewwyn]

I wonder what Lewwyn thinks about the result.

Too Early. Really didn't think Winston was going to get lynched. I was looking forward to playing with Winston more. Didn't really want him dead the first day of his first game at RB.

[Serdoa]

Well, yeah, I can accept that you disagree with my reasoning catwalk. I mean, that reasoning was anyway what I thought AFTER I had sent my post ("could be interesting to see how people react"). It was simply a spontaneous reaction, without thinking hours about it (I thought hours long before it about how to best play in PBEM25 though...).

@Lewwyn

That's certainly true but I didn't think too much about it and even if I did, I don't think I would act differently only because someone is new. He is dead but at least he was treated like anyone else - what I feel is worth much more then staying a day or two longer in the game.

[zakalwe]

It was nominally night, and everything was a different shade of grey. While the bar obviously stayed open, and the jukebox kept humming old melancholic classics like "Strawberry Force Fields Forever" and "Ain't no Moonshine", the lights were dimmed in most areas of the Space Bar. Its oblong, hollow shape tumbled aimlessly through the depths of space, like a giant, ummm, space bar.

The people harbored within were occupied with all sorts of strange, immoral and downright sinister activities. Some even slept.

For the early morning happy hour, most people were again gathered, although some looked weary. Novice in particular looked like he had had a rough night, and sported a nasty, wheezing cough.

Novice is wounded.

Trying to lift the mood, someone with a weird sense of humor enticed the jukebox to play "Must Hang Sally". This did arouse cheers from some of the barflies, who headed for the dance floor, but were disappointed to find that its famous five-dimensional disco ball* was out of order, failing to revolve properly. The attached rope, noose and dangling corpse of Injera seemed to be the likely cause for the malfunction. Annoyed, the impatient dancers cut down the suspended obstructions and chucked them in the closest recycling chute. The recyclotron found no real potential for re-use in the organically manifested mind-patterns of poor Injera, but they were nonetheless routinely logged as part of the matter decomposition process.

*The Space Bar also features other famous geometrical oddities, such as the regular hendecahedron found at its gaming table.

Injera is dead:

Injera, you are a regular nutcase, but NOT afflicted with SCUM. You are an innocent pilot, and want to root out the SCUM so you can repair the spacetime portal and get out of here. (Or at least, bring in some fresh beverages.)

You were always a hopeless romantic. Ever since you watched Top Gun as a kid, you've been trying to get lucky by getting boozed up and belting out "you've lost that loving feeling" to girls approximately twice as tall as yourself.

You may cast a lynch vote every day. You win the game if/when all remaining players are innocent, like yourself.

You also have the following one-shot night-time ability:
- Serenade: Invoke this ability during the night by sending me a message with the words Serenade: <Name> (or something equivalent but more verbose, if you prefer). You will spend the night loudly serenading the targeted player, getting increasingly drunk outside his cabin. This will confirm your whereabouts that night to the player in question, so he will know you went nowhere else (and be informed of this via PM from me). Of course, you will never know if he's been listening to your endearing endeavor all night long or taking the opportunity to slip out the back. You may only use this ability once (you can only take rejection every so often).

Day 2 begins. With 9 players alive, it now takes 5 votes to reach a lynch.

[Injera]

Well, crap. Good luck everyone, and have fun.