And besides, it looks like he is a platypus version of Inigo Montoya, which in my opinion is worthy of a days head start.
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And besides, it looks like he is a platypus version of Inigo Montoya, which in my opinion is worthy of a days head start.
Sigh....androginal
but I'm working on a solution.
I saw your "solution"
It's a load of crap.
Nice try though. :smallsmile:
Hmmm I'm not buying it either Llama, though it almost convinced me. You're silly, but you don't make slip-ups like that! :smalltongue:
However, I'm all for keeping a newbie in if you really don't mind a first day lynching.
(I don't mind. I can still RP. I just can't affect the game, but I've hardly ever affected a game anyway. :smalltongue: However, if I just say, lynch me, you people won't, so if you'll pardon me, I have to send Griever a PM.)
*reluctantly changes point to Llama*
i see how it is why dont you people learn monsters have feelings too you know i came here to get a job do you know how hard it is for us pod people to get a job no you have to go and lynch me because i hate skippyfinefinefine see how you like this
i curse you in this dimension of purple lightning no one may leave until all are eaten or all monsters are slain so says androgial wyrm of dimensions MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
*transforms into true self of hideous nature and eats all camera men*
androgial.
(well, I could point out that I sent you a very convincing PM claiming to be a werewolf, but you didn't believe me. The only way you could have deduced that it was not legitimate was if you knew I wasn't a space mimic. The only way you would have known that was if you knew who the space mimic was. The only way you would have known that was if you were a member of a team with the space mimic on it. The only way to be a member of that team is to be a villian. Therefore, you must be a villian.)
(But I don't want to do that.)
*The llama hides from the monster* I don't want my kids to see this. AND WHERE ARE MY PICKLES!!!
:smalleek:"Dang, good thing I'm a light manager"
*shudders*
Or, you know, I could have read your PM, looked at Shadow's post and worked things out with my brain? I know it's hard to believe I have one but it's true, I keep it in a special draw! I am in fact neutral, and just want to see a new guy last the first day.
Llama logic won't work on me good sir!
Just for the record, after changing my vote I got a text message:I responded with:Quote:
Originally Posted by txt from llama
Then I got:Quote:
Originally Posted by txt TO llama
And then I received that PM.Quote:
Originally Posted by txt from llama
Not extremely hard to deduce that it's a complete load of crap designed to get me to post the PM in thread. The problem is that if I do that, I'll be lynched NEXT for posting a "forged PM".... :smallamused:
Not gonna happen.
Well, as a goblin and cookiemonster, I can relate to the feel of adventureres blindly hunting you down, so not Androgial....And the llama is funny....
...
And he agreed with my clever mustache disguise!
I cast 1/11th Magic Missile on the darkness!
Wait, there's no darkness......I'l just 1/11th magic missile at Shadow then!
(Hope there's some people who know Goblins(except Alarra.:smallwink: and are amused by my RP'ing)
dallas hehehe i was going to nom your catamuffin but you changed your avvie again
Interesting...
So there are four possibilities:
You're a liar (all of which must be lynched)
You're the innkeeper (whichever side you don't support wants you dead.)
You're the janitor (EVERYBODY wants you dead)
You're the mad scientist (do clones protect the targeted player from being lynched? I think they should, otherwise it's just a very limited baner role)
On one hand, I have definitely seen better logic, on the other hand I've been lynched twice (okay, only once technically, but Twist probably isn't going to change in the small amount of time which is left) with no logic at all. One of those times was even correct.
Anyways, Dallas, wouldn't it be a two elevenths Magic missile? He leveled up after the fight in the war camp, didn't he?
@ Dallas : Aye, I am familiar with the works of Goblins. Good stuff, but some pacing problems.
@ Androginal: Sorry. I tried.
@ Shadow: I have literally seen you convince someone you rolled a 7 on 1D6. Surely, you could handle getting me lynched.
I'm trying to be nice here. Why won't you people kill me for it?
Though it's difficult to hear over the sounds of complete chaos, what sounds like a motorcycle pulls up into the parking lot outside. After a minute, the door to the room opens, and a woman of average height and thin build enters. She's dressed in black leathers and carries a motorcycle helmet under her left arm.
She scans the room briefly, taking in the scene, and then strides in with confidence. As she walks by a camera stand, she nonchalantly drops her helmet over the top of it, causing it to wobble briefly.
"Miss! Miss! Please, these cameras are delicate instruments!" One of the stagehands walks over and fusses with the camera, carefully taking the woman's helmet off of it. After a few moments, he turns back to her and wails "Oh, it's going to take me hours to reset that calibration!"
Taking of her jacket, she says "It's just a camera. You have plenty." Underneath her jacket she's wearing a bright orange shirt with the words "PROPERTY: LANCASTER COUNTY JAIL" stenciled in black. She runs her left hand through her matted brown hair while she looks over the crowd, trying to straighten out the tangles. With a sigh, she turns back to the stagehand and throws him her jacket. "Is this the set for 'Trails of Peculiar Power: In the Lair of the Abyssal Space Mummies'?"
Looking pale, the stagehand nods and says, "Oh. You must be Miss Winter. I've... um... heard about you."
She grins at him and replies, "All of it bad, I'm sure. Now, which one of these losers is the man named Shadow?"
The stagehand points to Shadow. "That man there, Miss Winter. He says he's the King of the Winter Carnival." From the look on the stagehand's face, he clearly doesn't believe a word of it.
"He's King of something, all right, but it isn't the Winter Carnival." She walks off towards the obviously drunk Shadow, leaving him holding her stuff and looking forlornly at the damaged camera.
"Shadow! No, don't run, it won't do you any good." She walks over and studies him carefully. "Disgraceful. Is this what you've become? So desperate to forget the past that you drown yourself in a bottle and star in the worst B movies you can find?" She snorts. "What's next? Male prostitution?"
She points over her shoulder at androgial. "And will someone please get that damned beast out of here? I can hardly hear myself think!"
:smallconfused: Wait a sec, I'm kinda new to this but wouldn't the only reason a person would want to be lynched is if they were the space mimic?
I change my point to Atreyu
@ llama meh why should you be the one to sacrifice yourself all the time to give new players a chance to play besides theres 14 more of us creatures around so its not like we loose anything by my sacrifice
Rationally yes, and even then the space mimic probably wouldn't want to be lynched. Its not that I want to be lynched, its that I don't want someone else to be lynched on the first day. It sucks to be first day lynched, so I'm willing to step up and be the person who is lynched on day 1.
Wait... :smallconfused:
Are you admitting it now, or are you playing like the llama is?
(crap - here comes the lunch crowd. gotta run)
@ shadow you will have to lynch me to find out for sure wont you MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA its a were wolf game everyone lies or becomes a patsy LYNCH ME NOW I SAY