*ennie meanie mineie moe, which bandwagon to choose I don't know, if one is a villian it will show. Ennie meanie minie moe*
That ends up being.... Dirk Kris
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*ennie meanie mineie moe, which bandwagon to choose I don't know, if one is a villian it will show. Ennie meanie minie moe*
That ends up being.... Dirk Kris
You dare imply I'm a beginner? Most people remember C&C as their first RTS, mine's Dune! I've played them all, seen the variations, differences, basic solutions and the weirder ones! I'm training, yeah, but against SIXTEEN people at once right now, after dropping four already, so don't you come talking like you KNOW about RTSs. :smallbiggrin:
(not really. :P)
Murska:smallsigh:
Oh, and you really don't want to lynch me as certain people have already pointed out. If I happen to die from lynching, well let's just say that some crucial information just might slip to the wrong side... :smallamused:
((Hopefully a life-saving point at Mustiado. Sorry, pal.))
Ever played a WW game before?
No, never. This is my absolutely first time evah :smallsigh:
And, well, you know, Umbrella-style cryptic answers are doubleunminusgood.
Besides, Murska and I chatted it out. I trust him to trust you and who you are. I take it you must have talked to the person whom he talked to you about, and they are probably in contact with others I'm in contact with. Which leads to a whole lot of telephone game. But if those wires connect, then you know that I know that the whole lot of convoluted logic we've thrown out there can only be made sensible by one quadra-ped and perhaps a lover of cookies, but no other. Though I'd still be careful, because that's me and I've been burned before. ((Emerald Rose!!! Tell her hi for me Andre. :smallamused:))
Again, well, you know, Umbrella-style cryptic answers are doubleunminusgood.
You have PM's if you want to tell me something you for some reason cannot tell in public.
Trying to guess something from such cryptic things make baby Helgraf cry :smallsigh:
And now that I know Dirk Kris' logic, I'll probably change my point off of him once I have less points at me. :smallwink: For right now, I don't approve of game cross-over vengeance. It's a reason, but it's about as good as the one I have for pointing at Dirk in the first place. Fickle reasons are the best I have to go with.
You don't? Well, you have several targets who keep pointing on me for just that reason. You don't have to point at me, and you certainly don't have to use Atreyu's-like logic :smalltongue:
And Covenant Elite was last game, not this one. Please read the entire post, not just the parts that apply to you. :smalltongue: :smallbiggrin: Though the part where I changed my point is certainly one I hope you read that applies to you.
Again, well, you know, et cetera.
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Oh, and a message that might be completely unrelated to you - Thanks for... for... well, nothing, I guess :smallsigh:
I guess that was really difficult thing to do :smallannoyed:
Therefore, I'll be taking two day break from this forum, to forget about it :smallsigh:
And no, I'm not bitter about that, not bitter at all :smallannoyed:
If you have any unfinished business with me, PM me, I'll look into my PM box this night.
Sgt. Redshirt sends a gush of flame towardsMustiado.
Out of the way you fool!
I will vote for Mustiado because I don't think we should get rid of Dirk Kris just yet.
[COLOR="Red"]Mustiado[/COLOR], since my head has cleared up a bit now and it seems a OK point...Wel better then Dirk anyway....
You know what, I agree with Two Bit. I'm probably gonna get lynched here, but I'm at least going to lay the blame where it belongs, with Murska.
He's done some mass role gathering, and now he's attempting to strong arm anyone who doesn't want to reveal his role. All under the threat that he'll expose the seer. If the Seer and Baner aren't in touch at this point, they should be after today. I for one am sick and tired of Murska's behavior. And even if it doesn't get him lynched, I at least made a stand at it, and didn't contribute to another member of team good getting lynched. Sorry for pointing at you for survival, Dirk.
Murska.
((EDIT: GAH!!! NINJA'D by Mustadio!!!))
(Hello –
I am now treating this game like Classic.
I hereby ignore all special roles.
You are either on Team Good Guy, or Team Bad Guy in my eyes.
If a player is attempting to blackmail other players, that puts him – to me – on the “Bad Guys” list, and I feel he/she should be removed from the game.
We don’t need them.
My personal belief is there can be a little bit of honor in this game of wolves, and I choose to retain mine (what little is left).
I will not be coerced into revealing my role – and for those that have – shame on you.
Shame on you for putting the victory of the villagers at risk for a small piece of perceived leverage.
The good guys probably don’t need you on our side either.)
Sorry dad, but Mustiado and Andre are right.
The extortion ends here. We can win the game without a seer if we need to.
Murska.
Message time:
Quote:
Dirky, Deathslayer, Mechafox, you were scried last night. I know who you areeeeeee!
~Banjo
Quote:
To Murska, a "So-Called-Neutral"
SpoilerThey say that you're a runaround lover
Though you say it isn't so
But if you put me down for another
I'll know, believe me, I'll know
'cause the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes can't help but see if you are true to me
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes
You say that you're at home when you phone me
And how much you really care
Though you keep telling me that you're lonely
I'll know if someone is there
'cause the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes can't help but see if you are true to me
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes
One of these days you're gonna be sorry
'cause your game I'm gonna play
And you'll find out without really tryin'
Each time that my kisses stray
'cause the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes will see me too
And no matter what I do
I could never disguise all my little white lies
'cause the night has a thousand eyes
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes
Players! I beseech you! Do not listen to this madman!
He has told me his plans personally.
As soon as he whittles down Team Evil, he will then turn on Team Good.
For all that is USB, let us strike him down.
~A True Neutral.
Murska, since mass role gathering is blegh.
I realize that I´m sounding pretty hypocritical now, having publically revealed my role early on.
But did I mass role gather? No.
I was sick of it that everybody kept spamming up my PM box to contact me. On top of that I was sick and tired at that time.
Never was to fond of the tactics used so far. So yeah, lets see just how far Murska will go with his threats.
Got a rather strange PM from the narrators requesting this, so
Murska. bbecause I have to change for some bizzare reason relating to my method of random choosing.:smallconfused:
From my own message board:
Quote:
Andre Fairchilde says:
"True Neutrals go both ways" :smallwink:
*hours later*
Covered in blood, his own and others, Sgt. Redshirt bursts into the General's tent, ignoring the guards and raises his arm.
But instead of a salute, he tosses the bloody remains of his Regiment's flag onto the map and glares at Murska.
YOU BLOODY MANIAC! You said we were only going to run into Warbears!
Instead, I find that the entire army was against us!
He tears the map off of the table.
I am literally the last one alive.
We may have been only Redshirts, but you sent us to die.
I don't think that was a narrator, fanboy.
Happy Bomb-omb will not change his vote to Murska. Happy Bomb-omb has not been coerced by Murska into revealing his role, and as such has nothing to fear from Murska. Happy Bomb-omb also hopes Murska remembers who chose not to point at him when the Neutrals decide to start lynching people and passing around roles. :smallannoyed:
No, I got a PM from Phantom fox that told me This
Okay, sorry if I've actually annoyed anyone. :smallfrown:
I just wanted to try out a new way of being a neutral. Next time I'm a neutral, I'm playing the classic way, never tell anyone your role, never talk to anyone and wait in your quiet little corner for the game to end.
Sorry if I've caused anyone harm and sorry to the wolves for helping only the villager team, but you caused that yourself by not contacting me.
The RTS-guys' keyboard and mouse simultaneously combust from overuse and send shrapnel into his brain.
Gah...*dies*
(Ok.
I am not involved with knowing anyone's roles. I barely remember mine.
For what it's worth, I can tell you that I'm not in any groups - not that that means anything.
What I did Llama Llama Duck was reveal the information first.
And the rules state "Mass Rule Gathering is NOT ALLOWED." So we can't do that here.
I'm not saying Murska -or any other villianous blackmailer - should reveal the information, but the tactic here is the same.
We must now assume that all the roles that were revealed have been revealed to the wolves.
Surprisingly, mostly due to my own inattentiveness, I'm not in any networks.
That said, we have to assume the wolves have the information and be pleasantly surprised if they don't.
The way to remove any advantage is to publicize it. Put it out on the table.
But here - we cannot do that! It would break PF's nice and pretty game.
So, we are in a quandry. The wolves probably know the roles - and the villagers can't otherwise we would be cheating.
No matter what you do, or say - don't break this game.)
The Union of Neutrals says good bye and exits the scene, not with a bang but with a smoke bomb. Someone who claimed neutral to me(too late now, people) has received my spreadsheet with every single bit of knowledge I get. If they were wolves, they got lucky. If villagers, they got into the group. I've given them orders to sow Chaos and Discord into the thread in true Neutral fashion until the very end.
Finally, probably the first truthful thing I've said in this game: I hope you all have a great game and I'm apologizing from the bottom of my heart if I really annoyed or saddened anyone. WW games are meant to be fun and it's not worth winning if it's done by unfair means.
EDIT: Hey, stop bashing the poor General in the RP. Wolfbane, you WANTED me to nuke your squad! And you made most of it up! And Dirk, which of the twenty, now sixteen operational, enemy bases do you mean?
Darn right. I spent a lot of time balancing this darn thing. You break it, I'll... make you co-narrator and make you send out all 49 role PMs. Or something equally distasteful. :smallannoyed:
Lance Corporal Dirk Kris spots someone skirting the battlefield and flicks the scope on his gun into place. Peering through it, he spots - General Murska! And the general appears to be headed for the enemies' base - and not in a hostile manner, either. Frowning, he calls out towards HappyTurtle. "Babe, you aren't gonna like this, but I think your daddy's a baddie. Sorry." Closing one eye, he squeezes the trigger, but then is mowed down by a Zergling that breaches the primary line of defense. Grunting, he goes down, ramming the butt of his gun against the thing's skull. Wonder if I got him...
((Now that I feel a little safer in changing my point, I have.))
"Daddy!" :smalleek:
FPS girl runs after Murska. She has to stop him. He may be her father, but the mission comes first. That's how he raised her, after all.
The FPS girl finds the General alone, kneeling under a willow. He has a Desert Eagle in his hands and he is pointing it at his own head.
I'm sorry... so sorry, everyone... I did all I could but maybe I'm just not the right one to live.
((Oh for the love of pete. The Campaign doesn't need to end because you got lynched. ?:P
The only thing that annoyed me out of that whole thing was you constantly using your status and the other neutral folks that may or may not have contacted you as blackmail. I don't care if you're getting all the neutrals together so you survive, I don't mind you lending services en masse. Just don't threaten doom and gloom whenever something doesn't go your way!
Now stop with the ritualistic suicide RP... it tends to deaden the thread.
*ducks the various rotted vegetables and fruits thrown at him after the horrible pun*))