Hm i first thought of syphilis myself.
Although that wouldn't give you much resistance against anything.
Remember that in the text it doesn't say anything about how many of the infected have to live on day 11 for the win-condition to be announced. And adding an extra win-condition isn't always a nice thing - you might end up needing to do both to win in the end.
Alright, I don't think super dark is scum, and he's certainly been active enough to satisfy my original reason for voting for him. However, I want to see how the situation with Loss plays out and hear whether we have confirmation from the person we infected.
So, I'm just going to placeholder vote for a person who'll likely be autolynched.
Also, my reason for the Lord Loss vote switch earlier was that I wanted one of the bribery PMs that everyone else was alluding to.
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There are roles and items and events that go on behind the scenes and aren't publicized.
In order to win/survive, you must be able to come to logical conclusions of your own wit.
This mean that you can't be sure if he tells the truth and have to make up your mind about it. A first step would be asking a tricky question like you just did, what happens if you're to bite an vampire?
I'm quite positive that you can't create real power-roles though, although you could claim to be one or role-pay as one.
Daylight died with a scuffle, sudden and violent, with one word heaved above the rest, over and over and over. superdark superdark superdarkSuperDarkSUPERDARKSUPERDARKSUPERDARK
The dark, dingy streets of Paris (not the beautiful, elegant ones of lore) throbbed with the throngs of the discontent, the fearful.
All with one thought on their mind: Super Dark...
But their target must have been imagined, because he was nowhere to be found. The mob left no corner unturned of their precious slums, no bunker unsearched. And... nothing.
With no available outlet for their frustrations, the ambled masses turned in on themselves, furious. The beasts, the monsters, the creatures that haunted their nights, they must be somewhere.
And, so, fierce confusion and fury ruled the dying day, and when one weak voice called out
"Stop! Stop, this is wrong!"
It, too, was swallowed up, awash in their storm of sharpness.
When, at last, the last glimpses of sun fell, three bodies lay motionless.
A monster, a sympathetic noble, and a poor innocent.
Super Dark was chosen as the Lynch target, but somehow survived. Abler(Parisian, Rabble Rouser),Eternis(Vampire), and The_JJ (Parisian) have not voted and are therefore autolynched.
Night begins. You have 24 hours to submit night actions. Please submit all actions (yes, including faction recruitment) to both Helgraf and I if you want them to count. Once 24 hours have passed no further actions will be accepted (One of us will update to let you know the cut-off), and the night summary will be posted within 12-24 hours.
I'm pretty sure the first thing that comes to mind of the word 'infection' in Vampire is, well... Vampires.
True, but that can be refused. Also everyone please refuse your vampire infection.
Also could one of the star-crossed contact me? I want to hand you a plan that could very well help you achieve victory. With side villager specifically, so if you want to hitch a ride with the vampire's you probably don't want to contact me...
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It is hot - far warmer than might otherwise be expected. Far too warm for those unfortunates stuck patrolling the streets of fair Paris this night.
Far too warm and humid - the slow falling rain only adds to the misery, soaking garments that then cling to flesh, making the heat all the more inescapable and miserable.
Yet even now, they have not reached the nadir of their misfortune; by the light of their lanterns, they can see the gate to one of the city graveyards hanging open. They hustle in, weapons drawn, hoping to catch the intruder who would disturb the dead.
The buzzing of the flies is the harbinger of the horror; a paupers' grave has been dug open ... the rank stench of rotting corpses hangs heavy in the humid air. The pregnant moon emerges from the clouds casting pale radiance downward upon the scene, where the body of the gypsy known as Fat Tony was interred, has been a disturbance - older bodies cast aside haphazardly. Only the discoloured putrescent head of the gypsy, swollen tongue parting corpulent lips, now remains in the pile. Someone has made off with the body.
As the gendarms reseal the grave, other events are underfoot in Paris...
In a back alley not far from the University, the figure of Fin takes a very poorly chosen shortcut; walking in on a street gang and their most recent victim. They turn toward the interloper ... then suddenly the color in their faces drains away and they scatter.
Fin is no fool - he does not wait, does not turn to look behind him. He simply breaks into a dead run away from whatever was behind him. Time passes in an adreneline-fueled rush; after a while, once his senses no longer register sounds indicating pursuit, he pauses to recover.
That is when the door of the building he is near opens, and a very pale, impeccibly dressed figure steps out.
"Impressive ... it is not many who can outrun my hounds."
Fin turns to try and flee again ... but his legs feel like thirty pound weights; he finds himself unable to move more than a wobble.
"You should be proud ... most men cannot even manage that much movement under the weight of my will," the other figure replied respectfully, as if truly impressed.
Faint howls in the distance are heard. The pale gentleman shakes his head. "Ahh, well it seems we shan't have much more time to converse. Such a pity."
There is a moment's pain ... then consciousness drains away until nothing remains. The gibbous moon slides behind the clouds once more.
Fin has been killed. The grave of Fat Tony has been ransacked and Fat Tony has been destroyed
Day 3 begins and will last roughly 48 hours.
The guards update the roster of Gypsies.
Criers throughout Paris carry the news of the day; in addition to grim speculations about grave robbers, murderers and worse, there is one piece of more pleasant news.
L'Emperuer announces City Wide scavenger hunt! All participants shall register by Imperial Decree, and each shall declare what portion of Paris is their inclination to investigate to find tokens of L'Emperuer's whimsy. To prevent overcrowding and damage to these fine institutions, no more than five people may investigate any given structure, saving the streets themselves. Precedent shall be given in order of assignment.
EVENT: L'Emperuer's Scavenger Hunt Duration: One day Style: Opportunistic Basic Procedure: In addition to the lynch vote in red, select a location to search in Blue. Spaces will fill rapidly - if you post to a location already full, you will be diverted to the streets unless you change your vote to a location still open before the end of action is announced. As with all events, if you wish to attempt other actions, post in thread or PM the narrators as appropriate.
Locations in Paris Scavenger Hunt
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Heels clicking against the cobblestone paving, Monsieur A'dio hums quietly to himself, a mournful little dirge quite at odds with his cheery appearance. He hooks his walking stick under one arm as he enters The Notre Dame Cathedral, taking a dip of holy water on his fingertips and crossing himself as he passes the threshold...
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The Baron sees more from his balcony than many would suspect, yet less than the local legends claim. He hears of the scavenger hunt, and though he does not move from his location, his eyes roam the Streets of Paris as vigilant as before.
His manservant is not seen tending him this day, though his nurse emerges to clamp a notice to the iron wrought gate for all to read.
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He heard strange voices, beckoning him. They had shiny lights, and fun-looking cards... But he was wary of them, for some reason. It didn't matter, because another group of voices came calling for him, these unkown. Who were they? And why did they want him, of all people?
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