Hmm, to hell with my first instincts (which was to entertain the possibilty DLD was the Fool, for a time at least.) CurlyKitGirl why do you persecute me without even a fool's point. You said yourself that you had your suspicions about ZP?
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Hmm, to hell with my first instincts (which was to entertain the possibilty DLD was the Fool, for a time at least.) CurlyKitGirl why do you persecute me without even a fool's point. You said yourself that you had your suspicions about ZP?
(( *slow, slow, slow, slooooooooow clapping*
I never really doubted this would happen (see previous post) so I might as wel throw some advice out.
Gossip: DO NOT CONTACT DLD yet. There's still the possibilty she's the Devil. Scry DLD tonight and wait until tomorrow. Then use her as your proxy.
Should she be the Devil you're up the creek without a paddle. You don't want to tell anyone your role in case of recruitment.
After all; you need unrecruitable names first. And then when you slowly let Villagers or anyone who could be recruited in use different proxies.
Say one for each Villager. Stir them all up.
DLD; even though you're probably a drunk Fool do not trust anyone.
Hell; if I wasn't shortly about to die I could PM you and say "Look; I'm the Seer. Trust me now."
You'd gamble on it right? Don't.
One more thing: if the Rebels are reading this they may avoid trying to kill DLD. And by reading this they'll think that the Baner won't protect her. In essence baner: Do whatever you want. Rebels: do whatever you want.
But if I know a Rebel I want to hear what's happening should I die. This is fun.))
And Pwenet is also worthy of suspicion now. Chatting via MSN is fun.
@Fin: She could have scried anyone as Rebels. Or she could be the Devil and know that ZP is an important role.
Which is why I abstain from pointing at anyone she picked.
And it's not like you're going to run the risk of lynching. Two suspicions by the 'Gossip' and I'm almost certain to die.
Accept the point. Live with it. Follow your gut instinct.
The idiot stands on the roof of the town hall, wearing boots, short leather trousers and and a heavy blanket clasped around his shoulders. He leans out over the town square, one hand shielding his eyes from the sun, the other clinging to the weather vein, in this case a cat chasing a mouse.
At them hurry and scurry I look! Babbling along like a summer's brook. What riles up the chattering classes? And those in castles with crystal glasses? 'A fool! A drunk! Lies she tells!' Which to believe of these two gels. Surely 'tis not the best way, to spy and sneak when rest hit the hay. Perhaps this dragon's time better would be spent, on fixing this weather vein which now seems beeeaaant!
The village idiot falls from the roof, part of vein still clasped in his hand. Luckily, it was not a great drop and he lands on something softer than the ground, Fin.
Apologies, dear Fin.
I'd offer you gin,
if only I had it.
Alas, 'tis just grit.
In my own pocket.
That and a locket.
((Looking back though the thread, I realise I stole your gimmick, Doseki. Apologies. I didn't notice. I'll stop if you like. It's just I love to speak in rhyme. I do it all the time.))
The crazy priest looks around at the chaos now going on and curses to himself.
"I fear for my children. These crazy fools are going to tear themselves apart unless they band together and kill the false prophet DarkLightDragon. Else these lands will enter a period of time and savagery. Follow my path set forth by the great and powerful Llama!"
((Geez, how the heck are we supposed to find out what I am if people aren't willing to do the trial and error thing?))
Eldritch Knight points at Fin
Well, the standard way to work when given names is to test one... Curly, I think we can test you first... Yes it will be a loss, but not a terribly great one, all things considered.
Gwyn thinks carefully. He would bet money on both Darklightdragon and CKG dying by tomorrow. However, for the hell of it, he had no other good logic behind it yet.
*Ranna, today with her pots of fresh honey witnesses the violent exchange of points and curses with a sigh*
Now I'm not sure what anyone is on about, drunkards and activists and all... But my momma always told me. 'Those that argue the loudest always have something to loose!' Curly I hope that you are vindicated this evening and untill then how about some honey and a lavender candle to calm and soothe?
The older gentleman walks through the streets, reflecting on the days before and the days to come. Stopping for a moment, he looks around and sees DarkLightDragon drop into the middle of a crowd. He doesn't stay to listen though, as listening to drunkards lowers ones intelligence.
((Not that my point matters, but I kinda doubt you're the Gossip. Guess we'll see when CKG is lynched I suppose))
I hope that CKG is who we think she is... she is who she is right.
From the top of the belltower, after tolling the death of the departed nobles, the hunchback sees the dragon alight in the square and hears her pronouncement. He watches accusations fly back and forth and wonders at those who point at the bearer of the news. At worst surely she is mistaken. A creature of such beauty surely could not be a representative of evil?
evnafets points at CurlyKitGirl
DLD might be the Gossip. She might be the drunkard. I consider it unlikely that she is the Rebel spy. Both the accused have denied the charge, but neither has claimed an important role to exempt them from being lynched.
In a case like this I will follow the potential seer. (Sorry Curly) And also note any of those who point at her.
((*burst out laughing*
Half the flipping game is pointing at me. It'd be easier to note who's not pointing at me.
Heck; the only people who aren't are people I chat to on MSN. And very few of them.
Pwenet; Bath; Curly; EK and Aemoh have not pointed at CKG.
Three of these I talk to regularly.
EK and Aemoh I don't.
There's no real reason for me to argue anyway as I'm dead. The Rebels then find the Fool (if she is and not a Rebel imposter) and the Seer is validated. Baner takes the risk and doesn't protect DLD (or is inactive at this point in time) and DLD probably snufffs it.
Leaving you all blind again.
I always die quickly nowadays.))
Ignore the ( ) and you'll see what he meant hun.
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Originally Posted by evvie
Szilard points at CurlyKitGirl.
((Curly, not Cuttie. Unless you meant Cutie, and I don't think she'll argue :smallbiggrin: ))
Hmmm, I think Curlykitgirl is the one.
Looks like you're in abit of bother Miss Curly, but I think I got just the cure for this.
The sushi salesman pulls out a tiny container at the very bottom of his portable fridge and shows it to the activist.
This be the heart of the creature I use to make my Mystery Meat Sushi and it just happens to be the best cure all in the world. Guaranteed to protect you from death or twice your money back!
((For what it's worth, Curly, I took a moral stand and refused to point at you. ?:) ))
Have I pointed yet today?
If I haven't, or even if I have, I'll now point at Pwenet because that was way too obvious. I mean, come on....
((sorry, social life is taking its tole on RPs :smallredface: :smallfrown:))
point at Pwenet
Well I suppose he could be the emporer. It is consistent with the votes to date. He has been pointing at the lynchee on both days so far. But then what reason would he have to announce it in such a way?
Like you, I'm suspicious of Pwenet. Also because of the fact that he pointed at DLD - drunk, gossip or rebel spy, it makes sense to test the golden egg before you kill the goose that laid it.
"Evil sheep! "Wool is scratchy! "Avenge the innocent llama! the mob cries as they round up Curly and her flock of sheep.
Some time later, the square is strewn with animal corpses and piles of shorn wool. Curly is strung at in the gallows, watching the citizens gather the wool into bags. One citizen holds up a stylish and fluffy wool coat, exposing the mangled corpse of Eldritch Knight beneath it. "Wait....why was he dressed as a sheep?" the concerned man asks the activist.
Curly looks down upon the corpse, and tears finally form in her defiant eyes. "I...I liked him as a sheep." she sobs. "Just kill me already." The executioner obliges.
(Summary: CurlyKitGirl and her lover Eldritch Knight were killed, they were both loyal peasants)
Night 3 begins. Ends in approximately 24 hours.
Hmmm... maybe it would have been better to test DLD on me...
((Quelle suprise.
ALso; I never knew I was a Lover.))
Nooo! EK; my love. I miss you. DOn't float away from me. We need to watch this soap opera and campaign for sheepy rights from beyond the grave.
The Penguin, having been wandering the backalleys since the previous night takes a look at the aftermath of the mob justice. Seems I missed all the commotion. Alas - there might have been some good clues there. Ah well - better get in for the night.
PS returns to his igloo, resolving not to get lost again whilst the revolution rages on.
~PS