No, TinCow is not mafia but is not townie either. I know who he is but I will not reveal that. ~D
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No, TinCow is not mafia but is not townie either. I know who he is but I will not reveal that. ~D
Still 11 hours before deadline.
Vote: Andres
Voting concluded. Stand by for execution.
Day8 - Conclusion
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Darth Feather was breathing heavily. Which was understandable, since he was wearing a mask filled with down. It was winter after all. He was also wearing a down cloak.
"Damn, these feathers are heavy," he said to himself while the remaining villagers closed him in.
"Wait a minute. What is this?"
"You are guilty!"
"Now, now young padawans, there's no need for unpleasantries. I'm sure we can work this out among ourselves."
"You are guilty! You weren't on the innocent list created by wine cellar man!"
"Ha! TinCow! The man with the womanly name? Who admitted he's a guilty murderer? You believe everything he says? Are you out of your minds?"
"You, sir, are guilty!"
"I find your faith in a man who calls himself a cow instead of a bull disturbing. The fact that you follow his lead is frightening."
"Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hatre. Hate leads to suffering!"
"The ability to quote Yoda is insignificant next to the power of the force," Darth Feather said, moving his cloak aside with his right hand.
"Powerful you have become. The Dark Side we sense in you."
"Today will be a day long remembered. It will see the death of the five of you, and soon the fall of this village."
"The five of us are this village."
"As you wish."
And with those words, Darth Feather drew his lightsaber, jumped into the air, made a salto and landed behind the five villagers.
"Ohhh. Great warrior. Wars not make one great," the villagers said, collectively.
Darth Feather jumped forward, but somehow stumbled.
"Happens to every guy sometimes this does," the villagers said.
Enraged, Darth Feather jumped back on his feet, waving around his light sabre, but again, he fell.
"Seems like your feathers are as heavy as duty."
Darth Feather didn't appreciate this wordplay and threw aside the lightsaber and his cloak.
"Enough with this nonsense," he said, and he drew a rocket launcher which he pointed at the five villagers.
"Pain, suffering, death we feel. Something terrible will happen. Darth Feather will be in pain!"
With those words, one of the villagers pushed a button, which caused a trap door to open. Darth Feather fell in a pit filled with boiling Heineken, a nightmare for every true Belgian!
"NOOOOOOOO...!"
When it was over, the villagers went back to their homes.
Was the nightmare finally over?Darth Feather: 4 (TheFlax, White_Eyes:D, Jarema, Riedquat) :skull:
***
Riedquat: 2 (johnhughthom, Darth Feather)
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Alive (5/29)
Riedquat
Jarema
White_Eyes:D
TheFlax
johnhughthom
Killed (16)
edse
Zack
The King
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Montmorency
LazyMcCrow
El Barto
issaikhaan
Chaotix
ATPG
autolycus
Visorslash
BSmith
edse (in his capacity of replacement of Cornelius)
Makrell
Arjos
Lynched (8)
Nightbringer
Elite Ferret
GeneralHankerchief
Ishmael
a completely inoffensive name
Csargo
TinCow
Darth Feather
WoG/suicide (0)
Replaced (3)
edse replaced Cornelius at the end of Day 4
Visorslash replaced robbiecon at the end of Day 4
johnhughthom replaced Xenoneb at the beginning of Day 6
***
It's now night. Night will last for +/- 22 hours. PM's please.
Hmmm a strange twist. I was quite confident I was scum. Now you make me doubt Andres.
I hope it is. I don't have another suspect to lynch! I think the rest of you are townies.
Posting from my phone. Power is down here, will post update once power is back.
Night 9 - Conclusion
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johnhughthom was overlooking the river, a glas of Jameson in his left hand.
"The Scottish stuff is vastly overrated. Nothing beats a good Irish whiskey," he said to himself and took a sip from his glas.
"Hello there, johnhughthom," a deep voice said.
johnhughthom quickly turned around, holding a kitchen knife in his right hand.
"I won't be an easy victim! As you can see, I'm armed! Show yourself," he yelled.
But he saw nobody.
"I'm here, darling," the deep voice said again.
johnhughthom threw down his glas, picked up the bottle and drank directly from the bottle, more than just a sip.
"Ha! You're playing games with me, invisible one? You won't get my whiskey! I'll drink it until the last drop!"
johnhughthom drank again.
"Now now, darling, you need to look down, I'm right here, in front of you!"
johnhughthom looked down. All he saw was a frog.
"I really shouldn't drink so much whiskey. A talking frog?"
Contrary to his own advice, he emptied the rest of the bottle.
"Darling, you shouldn't drink so much. You see that picture I'm sitting on? That's me."
johnhughthom looked at the picture of the most stunningly beautiful woman he ever saw, wearing nothing but a bikini.
"Wow, this surely beats everything I've ever seen in the Babe thread!"
"That's me, before that sorcerer put his spell on me. He turned me into a frog, because I had been looking too long at you. You see, I'm attracted to you, johnhughthom."
"You are?" johnhughthom couldn't take his eyes off the picture and dirty thoughts popped up in his mind.
"Ehm, but unfortunately, your current form..."
"Yes, I know. But all it takes to transform me back to the beautiful woman I was, is a kiss from a man who desires me! Please, kiss me and I'll make love to you like nobody has ever made love to you before!"
The alcohol and the hormones in his blood hindered johnhughthom from thinking with a clear mind. He picked up the frog and kissed. Nothing happened, so he kissed it again. Suddenly, he started to feel strange.
"A blue poision dart frog," the deep voice said, but now it came from behind him.
johnhughthom fell on his knees. The poison was doing its' cruel work...
***
TheFlax was out for a walk. He felt remarkably save now that they had lynched another man who had confessed to be a murderer. In his left hand, he was holding a bottle of Glen Breton Rare.
"That Scottish stuff is overrated," he said to himself. "Nothing beats good ol' Canadian whisk..."
"You do realize that Glen Breton Rare is a Scottish-style single malt whisky. So in fact, your 'Canadian' whiskey only equals the real Scottish stuff, because it's made in more or less the exact same was as the Scottish real thing," a figure standing behind him said.
"Mon ami," TheFlax, who was perfectly bilingual, said, "this tastes better than the Scottish stuff, because it was made by Canadians. We improved it!"
"Maybe, maybe not. But perhaps we should discuss this in my jaccuzi, with a bottle of champagne."
"Excellent idea!" TheFlax said, excited by the thought of an interesting discussion with somebody who clearly knew what he was talking about.
When they arrived at a big mansion, TheFlax was surprised. "This wasn't here yesterday?"
"Oh, but it was, old bean. You certainly drink too much of that Canadian stuff of yours. Follow me."
TheFlax followed the figure into a small building. Inside was an entire wellness centre!
"You know," the figure said, "I've bought these scrubfishes and they arrived yesterday. It's one of the latest trends in the wellness industry. Perhaps you'd like to have a scrubfish therapy before going into the jacuzzi?"
"I'm not sure," TheFlax said, "it doesn't sound very..."
Suddenly, the figure pushed TheFlax into a bassin.
"I believe the scientific name for the scrubfishes I bought, is "Pygocentrus piraya"", the figure said, laughing diabolically.
"What?" TheFlax exclaimed, "Piranha's?"
***
The Palace - Day 9
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Riedquat, Jarema and White_Eyes:D had been waiting for several hours now.
"This can't be possible," Riedquat said.
"Apparently, this is not over yet," White_Eyes:D said, sighing.
Jarema looked at both men. Both men stared back.
"Always expect the unexpected," somebody said.
***Alive (3/29)
Riedquat
Jarema
White_Eyes:D
Killed (18)
edse
Zack
The King
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Montmorency
LazyMcCrow
El Barto
issaikhaan
Chaotix
ATPG
autolycus
Visorslash
BSmith
edse (in his capacity of replacement of Cornelius)
Makrell
Arjos
TheFlax
johnhughthom
Lynched (8)
Nightbringer
Elite Ferret
GeneralHankerchief
Ishmael
a completely inoffensive name
Csargo
TinCow
Darth Feather
WoG/suicide (0)
Replaced (3)
edse replaced Cornelius at the end of Day 4
Visorslash replaced robbiecon at the end of Day 4
johnhughthom replaced Xenoneb at the beginning of Day 6
***
I'm sorry for the delay. It was unintentional. We lost power last night and it lasted until this morning. We had visitors until now, so I couldn't update earlier. My apologies :bow:
It's now day. Day will last for +/- 52 hours.
Last lynch town: choose wisely :laugh4:
LOL, I am now very confused. There's still scum alive, but we've accounted for three mafioso, myself, three bodyguards, and the Don. That's all of the roles in the game dead. The only thing I can think of is that the mafia had 4, maybe due to recruitment or something. It's also possible that Darth's reveal was fake, but not only does it not make sense for a townie to do a fake reveal like that, it honestly looks legit to me.
However, I believe the night kills are clear evidence. The killer intentionally removed JHT, leaving Riedquat as the only one of my unscanned still alive. It was blatantly obvious that such a kill would cause massive WIFOM. As a result, the WIFOM was the entire point of killing JHT. As a result, the WIFOM is the cover, which means that it was designed to hide the obvious, namely that Riedquat is the scum. Riedquat was obviously going to be a preferential lynch over JHT if it was down to the two of them. As such, if the last scum was someone other than JHT and I had gotten an erroneous scan on them, the correct course of action would have been to leave JHT alive and let the final argument be over the two of them. I think we can all agree that that would have resulted in a win for the scan-evader. As such, there's no way that Jarema or WE are the killer, as the death of JHT is something they would not do. Therefore Riedquat is the final killer and he killed JHT in a noble but futile attempt to not be the obvious lynch.
I wonder. :laugh4:Quote:
but not only does it not make sense for a townie to do a fake reveal like that, it honestly looks legit to me.
If Jarema is scum we are screwed. I looked over his posts and his votes were pretty random and they did hit scum at times...if he is scum then I tip my hat to him, because he played it perfectly.
I have an idea why Riedquat would kill off john...he was going to vote for Riedquat no matter what, Darth Feathers reveal last phase makes more sense this way. If both of them were scum they had nothing to lose last phase. Skipping that one kill really hurt them....you guys would have won if not for that.:no:
Vote:Riedquat
Alright, I see where this is going. Apparently due to my post you now believe that Riedquat is innocent and one of the other two are guilty. I guess I can't blame you under the circumstances. Have fun with this one.
Congrats, Riedquat. I no longer feel bad about losing this game, you've played superbly. A truly worthy victory.
Now I really must congratulate you Tincow, you won this game alone for you and your partner, masterly played. :bow:
If I have to guess.... the obvious low profile partner you have, it must be Jarema... but when I look at WE:D I wonder if all those weird questioning he made weren't part of a master plan...
What think the oracle of dead townies?
The game's over. Andres is just screwing with you all.
I, on the other hand, and my finely honed skills will be able to look over this thread and find everyone remaining to be innocent.
Because that's just how I roll.
Or, I have been busy at work and thus, can't be arsed, and of course there's still scum left.
Remind ye townies that you both have to guess right. That means if you guess right and the other guy is voting for you, you're still screwed.
I'd probably vote for WE's if I were alive.