Not necessarily. There could be other reasons for this change. But he's definitely different and needs to be watched.

Wait, THAT is your reason for avoiding a no-lynch on Day 1? That it would make the game longer? Not that it would be the worst thing for town to happen? That sounds an awful lot like you are not town and do not care about town winning, just about your own enjoyment and the speed of the game.


...So. We have a hammer by HijacK. The only one willing to follow my suggestion and switch trains for flubb was Leonard (for whatever reason). So adalia's lynch was, between no-lynch and this, the better option. Let's see what we learn and hope for the best.

And flubb, I do hope that you start making more sense tomorrow.

Only took 5 hours after this post for the lynch to go through. Players be trolling the mod. XD

Here, let's start with an official prod.

We're playing a game called "Forum Mafia". It's really fun. You should check it out sometime.

But not now, because Day ends in about ten minutes.

So it seemed it was settled.

The party clustered around adaliabooks, pointing their weapons and shouting angrily. “You did it! It was you! You killed her! You monster!” Just as the party seemed as if it was about to take justice in its own hands, or at least start breaking out the board games, with a loud peal of thunder and an explosion of rainbow confetti, the wizard appeared directly in their midst.

“Have you made your decision? Have you found one of the criminals?”

adaliabooks was shoved forward, still panting and protesting his innocence, exhausted from the debate but seemingly resigned to his fate.

“Hmmmm… are you sure?” asked the wizard.

The group solemnly nodded their assent. Most of them. “It’s him. Probably. Maybe. I mean, maybe not. I can’t remember what we were voting on.”

The wizard sighed. “Very well, SHAZABLAMMO DONTMOVATAL!” the wizard shouted . adaliabooks suddenly seized, unable to move. “He is under my spell. Just a little precaution so he can’t run away.”

yogsloth then carefully reached down into the top of his robe and removed something. Tied around his neck, with what appeared to be – but probably wasn’t – a leather band, was a beautiful gemstone that sparkled with its own internal light. “This,” intoned the wizard solemnly, “Is the Soul-Catcher’s Crystal. No creature can refuse the light of its gaze. I will use this to discern the truth. Doradon, come here.”

Obediently, if hesitantly, adaliabooks stepped forward.

The wizard shined the crystal in his face. “Tell us. Tell us who you are. Tell us the nature of your soul.”

adaliabooks stared deeply into the crystal. His face went slack; his jaw slowly lowered as a tiny rivulet of spittle drained down his chin. Suddenly, with the roar of a thousand damned souls all screaming in terror, a flash of light and substance jumped from his body to the crystal, and he collapsed – ashen, limp… and very much dead… onto the dungeon floor.

A powerful, disembodied voice howled out of the crystal:

adailabooks is dead, he was: Doradon Mauvebeard, Dwarf Sorcerer (TOWN VANILLA) STR 3 / AGI 3 / CHR 3 / INT 5

“Well, there you have it. Score that one as a total miss,” said the wizard with a chuckle.

The party could only stare, horrified.

“What? Oh, well, yes. The crystal does have a few side effects. Dizziness, nausea, headaches… dying in a horrible fashion. You know. The usual.” The wizard coughed politely. “It’s been a long day. You all should make camp at this time. I would suggest sleeping… a respectful distance from one another. I myself will stand watch to make certain no goblins, kobolds, or insurance salesmen take us by surprise. Tomorrow morning, we set back out for the chasm. We still have a long way to go, so you will have to continue your discussions as we move. For now – get some sleep. You will need it.”

“Uhhh… what about you, then?” asked several members of the party.

“I am a wizard! I do not require sleep in the way mere mortals do. Don’t worry – I will keep you safe.”

With that, the party all staked out their individual spots to lay their sleeping sacks, still rather out-of-sorts at the gruesome and unexpected death of their colleague. Sleep would not come easy this night – but it would come.

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IT IS NOW NIGHT.

Please do not post in this thread until I initiate Daybreak.

Please send me all night actions as well. If you choose not to use a night action, let me know that too. If you just want to wish me a happy birthday, you may do that as well, even though it’s not my birthday. I also accept funny jokes.

Day will break in approximately 48 hours.

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OFFICIAL FINAL DAY ONE VOTE COUNT

adailabooks – 7 (trentonlf, JMich, Lifthrasil, RWarehall, bler144, dedoporno, HijacK)
CSPVG – 2 (flubbucket, QuadrAlien)
flubbucket – 2 (Bookwyrm627, Leonard03)
trentonlf – 1 (adaliabooks)

Not voting – CSPVG

With 13 alive, it took 7 to lynch

Official vote-count spreadsheet if anybody wants to see how I'm doing this. It's pretty nifty.

PART 1

Day broke.

Which is to say, the approximate time upon which day would break, were there a day to break, broke. Of course, the party was deep in a dungeon, so how anybody knew that day was breaking, should it be breaking, or what kind of day would actually therefore have broken, was not a trivial matter to discern. It may have broken or not broken, but regardless, there came a time when such a breaking certainly would have happened, and thus it broke. Probably.

I forgot what I was saying.

Anyway. The adventurers all got out of their beds at approximately the same time and began packing up their individual campsites. After the usual bit of grumbling and grousing, the party all trickled back in to a central meeting spot…

…where they found the wizard yogsloth, lying across an armchair (which he had clearly conjured for just such a purpose), snoring with nearly deafening sonority, a strand of spittle descending from the corner of his mouth.

“I’m a wizard, I don’t need sleep,” mimed CSPVG in a squeaky voice. He gave the wizard a push with the toe of his boot. All he got in response was a few more snortings and snootlings. Lifthrasil stepped in and gave a firmer shove with no better result.

“Guys, let me,” said trentonlf, winding up and placing a well-timed – and extremely firm – kick straight to the wizard’s shin.

“HUH whuzzat wha WHA!” cried, the wizard, jumping up and spinning around, wild-eyed. “It was only for research purposes! I swear! I… I… I’m writing a book!” he cried. After a moment, he regained a sense of his surroundings. “Oh. Oh! I see. Aha. Yes, yes yes, So. I see you are all safe. I kept my end of the bargain, yes yes.” He was met with skeptical glances in return. “Hmmm, it looks like some of you had some rough sleep last night.”

“Pshh, I slept great!” chirped Leonard03. A few angry stares later and he wandered off to have a bit of a sulk.

“But wait, what is this I see? Or rather don’t see?” asked the wizard. “Where’s that new fellow? You know, the one dressed like a girl?” The party looked around themselves, bewildered.

“Oh hey yeah, where is that guy?” asked flubbucket.

They busied themselves searching… and horribly, it did not take long. Off in a side chamber where he had made his camp for the night, they found RWarehall. Or rather, what was left of him, considering the boulder that had been dropped on his head. Blood and brains lay pooled and congealing on the dungeon floor.

“It looks kind of like spaghetti-O’s” observed dedoporno.

Quickly, the wizard knelt next to the corpse. “There is still time. His soul has not yet departed.” He drew forth the crystal and touched it to RWarehall’s forehead. The piece of it he could find, over there next to his elbow. Again, the horrifying screaming of the damned filled the ears of the adventurers. And again, a sinister voice issued from the depths of the jewel:

RWarehall is dead, he was: Randalpha Eezkost, Human Cleric (TOWN ROLE COP) STR 3 / AGI 6 / CHR 5 / INT 7

PART 2

“You said you were going to protect us. You promised.” The threat in JMich’s voice was firm.

The wizard slowly stood, and the pair locked eyes. “I said I would protect you from monsters and salespeople. I cannot protect you from yourselves.” JMich dropped his eyes, and the wizard continued: “Again, one of you has done this. One of you who does not wish to see this Quest succeed. But succeed it must. Are your things packed? Good. Today we journey deeper into the dungeon. I will travel with you, although you must seek amongst yourselves to find the criminals. Find one, and bring him to me.”

And so the party gathered their belongings and began marching solemnly deeper into the darkness, following the wizard. Morale was not particularly high, and many of the adventurers began sniping at one another.

At one point, bler144 gave Quadralien a bit of a shove. “You stink!” he growled, “Step back a little, will you?”

“I stink?” answered Quadralien, furiously. “Are you insinuating there is possibly some degree of stink differentiable from the background stench that I could possess? I should like to know how THAT’S possible!”

And so, they, and others in the party, began to bicker. The day’s discussion to find the traitors would soon begin…

…..

“Uh guys, are we forgetting something?” asked HijacK, as the party began to recede in the distance before him. “Hobbit? Ring? Remember?”

“Your problem!” called back Bookwrym. “Not it!” He began laughing wildly.

“Dammit,” grumbled HijacK. “Carry duty.” Sighing, he reached down and grabbed the hobbit by the ankle and set off at a trot. “Guys! Wait for me!”

Soon, the only sounds were the voices of the adventurers and the soft thump-thump-thump of the hobbit’s head against the stones as she was dragged along with them.

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Moderator's note: All votes have been reset to zero. Please continue your discussions and vote anew.

Also, bler wishes everyone to know he might possibly be away for as long as a few hours. I don't know if that's a big deal to anybody, but he REALLY wants you all to know that. :)

The game is now LIVE! Have at it!

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Live? LIVE?! It's been 5 hours with no posts!

As for the matters at hand... well shit. Role Cop NK'd on day 1 is quite disheartening. I'm planning on going over his (hers?) posts tomorrow and try to figure out if he maybe he got caught bread crumbing, albeit I am really bad at reading these things. I'm not convinced his participation in the argument regarding player interactions is all that led to this.

...Don't all rush at once. :)

...don't talk to me about rainbow gems, either, for that matter. Ever again. Didn't even get the achievement the first time I'd collected all 231 of the bloody things.

Oh, sorry, I should be talking about the game. Interesting. Someone's gone through my pack. Troll droppings also cover said pack. One could surmise that that's the additional smell referred to in the flavour, to say nothing of what I get for lurking. :P

Well, then. Now I've got a thread to re-read bits of.

Well, shit. Not a good night for town. We lost a power role. Now the question is: did scum know something? Or did they just target the replacement for whatever reason. Not very polite, but possible.

Looks like I was wrong about adalia though. What can we learn from his death? Fist the facts: HijacK hammered, dedo hopped off and on twice. Leonard had followed my suggestion and hopped off to try lynching flubb, but he was unfortunately the only one to do so. And he didn't get back on the adalia wagon when the flubb wagon did not gain traction.
For the evaluation I'll have to go back through the posts and read the stated reasons for getting on or off that train and then see if they make sense or if something looks scummy.

Meanwhile: flubbucket has been prodded and most of his posts before that were useless. Scum hiding behind nonsense and lurking? Or just disinterested town? Both are bad, therefore I'll start the day with:

vote flubbucket

This is a shit vote for shit "reasons." You can play better than this Lifthrasil.

So can you. Please start doing so. At least that vote brought you back to the table. Now I would like to hear answers from you. Why shouldn't we lynch you. What use have you been to town so far? Did you try to help in any way? And why did you play so strange on Day one? Did you have some 'posting restriction' like your zombie-speak stunt? Or did you just do all that 'uselessing' for your own, personal enjoyment?

These games are always for my personal enjoyment. I have no idea why you choose to pick a single word out and try to hang scumminess on it.

Jokes are funny. If to no one else, then to me.

It is also three weeks since I started my new job and I STILL do not have internet access at work. Corporate red tape makes me happy. My posts are limited to when I'm home so I play catch up.

Regarding my alleged strangeness on Day One, your question is similar to the one posed by HijacK. How can I answer to what you think I am if I don't see it??

That's unpossible....

To the shower and off to work with me!!!

To start with, I do not agree with Lift's vote. I can understand it, but I'm still unwilling to vote for flub.

On to the game. I find QuadrAlien's comment about someone going through his pack curious. Is that an indication that RWarehall targeted Quadr last night, which begs the question of why would the target of an investigation know about it, is that Quadr attempting to make a joke, or was it just pure flavor?