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WW15 - Chiron is a harsh mistress

Voting closed. novice was hanged. write up to follow, give me 10 or so mins.
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Final vote tally, 2 day:

novice (15): Serdoa, Qgqqqqq, slowcheetah, selrahc, meiz, BrickAstley, Pindicator, Injera, water, molach, maniac, Sareln, thestick, Bobchillingsworth, zakalwe
Molach : Jkaen
zakalwe - mattimeo
thestick - Lewwyn


Not voting: novice
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Do you mean these arguments of Bobchillingworth's?

Quote:Haha, what? Think about what you're saying, dude. First of all, you were one of them. Second, the "bandwagon" only saved you. It wasn't even close between anyone else. There would be no reason for Wolves to jump on against Tasunke unless they were trying to save you.


Quote:* I'm placing my first vote on thestick, since during the night he implied that Wolves were trying to save him.

The first was in reply to thestick saying

Quote:Time to start being suspicious of the Tasunke bandwagoners. [quote]

And thesticks reply to this was one of the clumsiest things I've seen in these games.

[quote]Yes, I know I was one of the bandwagoners. No one else really jumped out at the time, I bought Molach's explanation. Second, your argument hinges on assuming that I'm a wolf. I'm not. It was easier to justify a vote on Tasunke, he wasn't speaking coherently. (Yes, I know this led to your mislynch in 13.)

And yes, it might look like I'm arguing that I'm am a wolf and not a wolf at the same time. And yes, preemptively answering all your questions before you ask them might seem weird.

Actually rereading that it's much harder to come to the defense of thestick. That's a wolf sweating or one of the most clumsy villager passages I've seen in a while.
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Only a day had passed since the council had been convened, and already 2 innocent people had died. Zakharov had annoyed quite a few present, but in the end had been proved to be a good man; the mood was somber and tense. Several of the other faction leaders wondered to themselves who would run their people if they were killed as well.

After breakfast, there was business to attend to. The group returned to NAP hunting. After the day 1 failure, however, there wasn’t much conviction. Most of the members hesitated and changed their minds frequently. There were as many as 6 different candidates at high noon, but no one seemed willing to vote any of them in the lead. “Let’s just kill them all,” someone grumbled, but all it got him was suspicious glares.

There was only one among them seemed to have real conviction. Sister Miriam determined to get Sindar Roze lynched from the beginning of the day.
“THIS ONE has left the path of righteousness and now speaks with devils! We must destroy her! Can I get an amen?”
Crickets.
Miriam tried again. “If the sin fits, we must convict! God has damned this heretic, let us follow his will. Can I get an amen!?”
Lady Dierdre felt a little bad that everyone was ignoring Miriam. “Umm, amen?”
Eventually, Miriam grew impatient. “Let me be clearer. God has spoken to me directly. Sindar Roze is a NAP!”
The council turned towards Miriam in bewilderment. Many wondered if she had finally gone made.
Miriam sighed. “Also, my probe teams incriminating documents on her possession, which prove correspondence between her and the one the NAP’s call “Supreme leader.”

This the council believed. One by one they all now agreed to kill Sindar. She put up surprisingly little defense, finally announcing “let’s just get this over with.” After the rope was tied around her neck, she was given the traditional rights of last words. “Oh, this means nothing,” she said somberly. “I have downloaded my consciousness to the NAP mainframe. After the rest of you are destroyed, My personality will live on forever.” She spit on those closest to her; with that, her fate was set. The latch was pushed, her neck was broken.

Novice, NAP role-scanner was lynched on day 2.

You are Sindar Roze, of the Data Angels. You have secretly aligned yourself with the evil NAP conspiracy.
One conspirator per night may make a night kill.
You have the following abilities:
Infiltrate datalinks – your probe teams can scan one player per night. You will not learn their identity, however you will learn the powers and abilities that player currently has.
You win when all threats to your conspiracy have been eliminated, or if you control a big enough voting block to ensure this.
The council had eliminated one threat, at least, and the mood would be more jovial this evening.
Please don't go. The drones need you. They look up to you.
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Good game, all.
I have to run.
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I'm in a hanging mood.

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“The wind went mute and the trees in the forest stood still. It was time for the last tale.”
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GG novice. Hope you get to play villager one of these times! alright
Suffer Game Sicko
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Nice game Novice smile
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Oh no, the suicidal tendencies continue. Novice voted for himself, according to Bigger's chart.

See you next time.
More people have been to Berlin than I have.
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thestick - I don't recall seeing you post any thoughts about novice since serdoa's reveal. Anything strike you that you can share?
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