Well, I have "lost my mind", right? :smallbiggrin:
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Well, I have "lost my mind", right? :smallbiggrin:
Touche.
I really need to figure out accent marks.
Murska until I catch up. Completely forgot about this game.
Internet Flea
If there's one person who's not a wolf, it's probably Lex. :smalltongue:
Frankly, I'm confused about this game now that I've read the rules.
Is this actually a WW game with a "wolf" side or is it more like a Red v Blue scenario with 2 sides trying to kill the other?
Also Bill, both sides have a baner from what I read so theoretically, there's a 50/50 chance of Lex been on either side still :smalltongue:
I think it's a "Red vs. Blue" where Red is bigger than Blue.
And unless both sides tried to kill Lex-kat, it was probably the rebels. The Empire assassin wouldn't attack when there's more of them.
EDIT: ...which would mean nothing if they don't know who they are.
One of these days, I'm going to convince myself that sleep is a good thing.
Hmm.... I'll take the 50% chance that Lex-Cat is good and was saved by The Heavy. So... Internet Flea.
O...kay. I'm still not getting why I'm Public Enemy #1 here; Lex-Kat voted for me first. For two days now. I'm just returning the favors. With colors and flavor text.
I just looked back at this and technically Lex-Kat changed to point at billtodamax on day 1, meaning that first point at against you doesn't stand.
I just think you're our best bet at the moment, Internet Flea, we don't have much to work with, and I agree with what the cake said.
She pointed at me, then I pointed at her, then we both pointed at other people. Now she points at me, so I point at her. It's tradition now.Quote:
I just looked back at this and technically Lex-Kat changed to point at billtodamax on day 1, meaning that first point at against you doesn't stand.
Great, another Mairen. Why does that keep happening?
Well, another self-defense point then, though I'd like to see Murska make it past day 2.
You know, Internet Flea, I wouldn't mind a secondary wagon for some analysis if it wasn't on me. It's not usually the best choice to point at someone who isn't pointing at you.
Sorry Internet Flea. :smallfrown:
I pointed at you the second day only to make up for stopping the day before.
See? I could never make such nice posts consistently :P
Lex-Kat
Wonderfully pretty roleplay post would come, but I have the worst headache possible right now.
RabbitHoleLost.
Okay, here's the thing; I'm Vader. I've already scried and contacted someone, but I'd rather not reveal who it is to everybody.
I propose giving the name and role to Lex-Kat, who can then confirm or deny whether I'm telling the truth when that person contacts them. Please stop lynching me in the meantime.
Extending the day by three more hours on account of unforeseen circumstances.
Internet Flea, that sounds like a horrible lie.
Oh well, today's drained me of my desire to pay enough attention to these games to win, so maybe it's for the best. It's just too bad I was the Seer in this game.
Engineer, come pick up some scrap before the day ends.
Today's apathy is entirely unrelated to the forum or any members thereof, just so that's clear.
Dayshift End. Narration coming soon.
Awww. I just got on. :smallfrown: Someone did PM me with confirmation that Internet Flea did ask them to PM me that he was Vader.
I would change my vote, but it looks like it's too late. Sorry again, Internet Flea. I was getting ready for work when you PM'd me earlier.
Vader could hardly believe his ears. A fully stocked and manned squadron falling apart due to a few insurgents? Pathetic. If they could not handle things on their own (with or without the special ops), then he had to settle matters himself.
Vader approached the deck at his usual, long imposing stride. Incompetency such as this would not go unpunished. His thoughts began to trail away as a familiar sensation rose within him.
Anger. Confusion. Sadness. Hatred. Many emotions flew through his head, as he remembered those days long ago.
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"Quite an assignment, don't you agree? It's not everyday you get chosen to lead a rescue operation. For the chancellor, no less?"
"..."
"Anakin, what's bothering you?"
"I... I just don't understand. Why can't a Jedi marry? It makes no sense."
"Anakin, we've gone over this before." His voice grew more solemn. "Jedi need to be able to silence their emotions. Relations with outsiders is... something we can't afford."
"But master-"
"No buts, Anakin.
...
Have you ever heard of Hanshi Laik?"
"No."
"Hanshi was a briliant Jedi. He could perform tricks with the Force that few of us today could only dream of. Mountains quaked under his feet, and Sith trembled in fear at his very presence."
"...Alright, but what does that have to-"
"Wait until I am finished, Anakin. One day, Hanshi fell in love with a girl. Sweet girl, very polite and considerate. Needless to say, it wasn't hard to figure out why Hanshi was so fond of her.
But the Sith were very crafty, and soon discovered Hanshi's feelings for the girl. Maybe it was petty vengence, maybe they had planned things out in the long term, but when Hanshi arrived home one day, she was gone. It didn't take long to discover who was behind her capture, and a great number of Jedi went to save her, having been moved by Hanshi's tale.
When they arrived at her location, it was too late. She had been slaughtered by the Sith.
Hanshi's hatred grew, and he began to actively hunt the Sith, cutting them down at every opportunity. Then something horrible happened."
"...What was it?"
"He became one of them."
"...
That's... so tragic."
"That is why we cannot marry, Anakin. Remember those words."
"As you wish, my master."
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Vader looked up, and saw the man he had betrayed so long ago.
"It's been awhile, Anakin."
"It hasn't been long enough."
He drew his lightsaber foward, preparing for a fight he would not lose again.
"Anakin, it doesn't need to end this way."
"You still think you can save me, old man?"
The man drew forth his lightsaber.
"I suppose I'm still a fool, then."
"It's time to end this, old man."
The man lowered his weapon.
"Strike me down, and I shall become more powerful than you could ever imagine."
Vader did just that.
"As you wish, my master."
Summary:
SpoilerInternet Flea was lynched. He was Obi-Wan Kenobi.
Nightshift Start
Sorry for the silly names, but it is Star Wars, after all.
(Hope I gave you a satisfactory death scene, Flea)
I just want to say, I am AMAZED at how many enemies I made in two days.
Apologies to the rebels for getting so horribly lynched so early.