Mad Science! WW

[lostlittlebear]

Agreed, let's not lynch Murska Day 1! I still feel bad about Classic.

Bad billtodamax! Don't hurt the poor Sauron eye thingy.

[Copacetic]

Holy crap.

Wonderflonium Case, please.

For my Freeze ray. Not an Ice beam, Right Johnny Snow?

I just think you need time to know that lostlittlebear's the guy to make it real.

Also,searching the Mind Control Device

[Calamity]

billtodamax because I never thought Murska wasbeing all ablove-me like even if I did originally point at him.

[The Bushranger]

Looking for the Wonderflonium Case, the now white-haired young man found himself humming the theme from Stargate even as he kept a wary eye on Murska.

[Lex-Kat]

@Lex-kat: The anti-noskathone dissipation grilles aren't a usable item in this game, so I'm assuming you meant the flaggellighaerotube activation switch.

Um, yes. Of course that's exactly what I meant. The flaggellighaerotube activation switch ((Just to make it official)).

Luke will softly walk over to the girl and gently place his hand on her shoulder.

Are your alright miss?

Clara tenses, then pulls herself up even tighter, as if that will help her hide. Gone, gone , gone. You don't see me.

Lostlittlebear

[lostlittlebear]

Why all the hate, Lexi? 3rd on first-day bandwagon means bad thingies!

[Saint Nil]

Luke will put the bear he found beside her and just sit down, saying nothing. A look of sadness covers his face as he wonders what sick monsters could do this to a little girl.

[Lex-Kat]

Clara, who looks to be about 16 or 17 years old, continues to "hide".

After a few minutes of not being touched or spoken to, she slowly reaches out, then quickly pulls the bear close to her, hugging it tightly. Protect.

[lostlittlebear]

Yes, young one... Hug the cute and cuddly bear... Hug it tightly... Keep your defences down... After all, what could this harmless cute teddy do to you? You need to protect it, to nurture it, to let it into your MIND...

Keeping his psychic beam tightly focused on Clara, the teddy's eyes glint malevolently.

I'll need a new host if I'm to survive this mad science experiment... I should never have answered that ad in the Teddy-Bear Times! Though there is something to be said for gaining psychic suggestion powers...

[The Cyberwolf]

The fox-man's ears (his name was Felix) pricked up, and he shivered. He was sure he had heard something come from that bear...

Naw, it was nothing.

[PirateMonk]

((Strategos in retaliation.

Zero-Point Energy Field Manipulator.))

[Teron]

The die says PirateMonk.

The Flaggellighaerotube Activation Switch looks fun; I'll search for that.

[Fortuna]

billtodamax, to save cute little bear and the Sauron eye thing.

[billtodamax]

Billtodamax you liar! Lying liar!

What? What are you-

Murska because I think Random_person is just trying to live up to his name.

I shall be searching for the Spidermech Remote Control

CURSE YOU NINJA!

[MOD]

Lex-kat b/c random roll is random.

Also I'll look for the Imprinter since it seems unclaimed.

[Fleeing Coward]

Lostlittlebear because I don't like the idea of lynching either Murska or billtodamax.

Flaggellighaerotube Activation Switch

[Calamity]

What? What are you-



CURSE YOU NINJA!

There's 13 minutes in between our posts. That's hardly ninja-ing you.

[Lamech]

lostlittlebear can I have an imprint wedge. I'm a little on the sane side and think extra imprints could fix that.

[The Cyberwolf]

Five and a half hours till the end of the Day Phase....

[Thufir]

People milled around. Some tried to hide in corners, hoping they wouldn’t be noticed, but the place was well lit and fairly open. They looked around at the mysterious contraptions and schematics lying around on workbenches:
“What are these?”
“Apparently this is an initial design spidermech. They seem to have had an argument about it via post-it notes. One making suggestions, the other saying he doesn’t have enough funding, and the other claiming he could knock up a better prototype in a week. In a cave. With a box of scraps.”
“You know, I think some of the equations on this whiteboard are wrong.”
“How can you tell? I mean, look at it:

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“Do you mean what’s originally written is wrong, or what it’s been ‘corrected’ to is wrong? And given the complexity of it, how can you really be sure at all?”
“Quite.”
“I say, you seem to be rather interested in the science – perhaps you’re the scientists they’ve stuck in here to kill us?”
The mob gathers round threateningly. But as they advance, Murska cries out
“No! Don’t kill me again! I’ve been killed five times already!”
“Poor soul. The experiments must have driven him mad.”
“Well, that or they actually killed and revived him 5 times. I think I saw notes for a Frankenstein project lying around somewhere.”
“What about you? You were looking at that thing on the wall.”
“But I’m a cute little teddy bear!”
“Fair enough. And you? Correcting equations and trying to kill an innocent madman, eh?”
“What?! No! I only went for him because he spoke directly before me!”
“Except I spoke in between you two.”
“That sort of absent-mindedness is a sure sign of mad scientist...ness.”
The mob rushes forwards. But as they do, Billtodamax starts doing some sort of mime act. Pressing his hands against the inside of an invisible box, containing only him. This one surprise, however, is not enough to stop them. That is achieved only by the second surprise, when they run into the invisible box, and find they can’t actually get through it. Unfortunately for Bill, neither can he. And neither can anything else, including air molecules. The others all turn away from the horrifying sight as the unlucky mime slowly suffocates and slumps against an invisible barrier.
Finally some sort of spinning, flashing thing on the ceiling above him sparks and dies, and his corpse slumps to the floor.
“MImE field device SUCcessful. PrOtotype broken. Test subject BillTOdamax deCEASEd. As pArt of A REqquiRED teSt protocol, Hawat Science would like to inform you that TherE WILL be NO cake. Only death.”

Summary: billtodamax was lynched. He was a Naive Test Subject.
Night 1 Begins now and ends in roughly 24 hours. Send in night actions.

[Castaras]

Aww I want cake.

[The Cyberwolf]

When do we learn if we get what we searched for?

[billtodamax]

Never! You have to guess!

Ah well. This looked fun.

[banjo1985]

Oops, I appear to have missed the first day.

[Thufir]

When do we learn if we get what we searched for?

When I send you a PM telling you so.
If you didn't find any items, I don't tell you anything.

Oops, I appear to have missed the first day.

"These minions are rather sub-par. They can't even consistently measure out the right amounts of tranquiliser."

[Reinholdt]

I always wondered how Mimes got out of the box.
Apparently they don't.

[Kyouhen]

Oops, I appear to have missed the first day.

LIES! You're totally evil! Lynch him!

[Thufir]

Night is extended a bit because I'm lazy. Also still missing some night actions and I'm more inclined to be lenient about that early in the game.

[Fleeing Coward]

Got exams for the next week and a half. If for some reason, I am unable/forget to post during that time, please don't autolynch me.

[Thufir]

The atmosphere was tense everywhere, everyone fully aware of the coming death. Also, someone had turned the ‘atmosphere tensifier’ up to maximum, though no-one could quite figure out how, since the dial was in the middle of the ceiling, somewhat out of reach. People tried to ignore this. Some sat down to watch the TV so considerately provided. Reception was very good, since, as a post-it note stuck to the set informed them, “Can’t stop the signal.” But attempts at natural relaxation were useless in the face of SCIENCE! All they could do was sit nervously around, unable even to sleep.
One in particular seemed very on edge, particularly after reading one of the papers stuck to the wall. He muttered to himself and made strange gestures with his hands. On passing him, some observed a slight thickening of the air, and a barely perceptible taste of tin, but simply attributed this to the general tension.
Finally he settled down in a corner, on his own, out of sight. Though, not out of sight, for a small light seemed to emanate from his fingertips, as he began making more expansive gestures, still muttering, his hands now leaving faint trails in the air forming strange symbols, gradually taking on a greater and greater appearance of solidity until-
“Urk-”
“Fascinating. I’m sure my colleagues will be very interested to see how you do that.”
On being disrupted, the light, trails and symbols had vanished with his composure, and he was helpless to prevent himself being carried off.

The following morning, a body was found, the paper taken down from the wall and stuck to his chest:

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Along with a note:
Though this test subject was purportedly one of the so-called ‘Istari’, said to possess prodigious magical talents, to the point that some more primitive cultures have believed them to be nigh-deific, a post-mortem examination revealed no difference to an ordinary human, in mental structure or general biology, and while we have a full record of his unusual abilities, reproducing the actions and syllables does not for us reproduce the effects. Thus we see that there is clearly some other element in these magical capabilities, which we assume to be inherent to the subject, but whatever it is, it appears to vanish upon death. Once this current test is over, we may attempt a revivification procedure and re-examine him, this time while he is alive.
Good day to you,
R. Pocketwatch.

Summary: Istari was killed. He was a Naive Test Subject.
Day 2 begins now and ends in approximately 48 hours.