Well we dont exactly know anything yet do we luv. what are you Australian now, :laugh:Quote:
Twelve players voted, nine players nominated for the lynch... crikey. o_o
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Well we dont exactly know anything yet do we luv. what are you Australian now, :laugh:Quote:
Twelve players voted, nine players nominated for the lynch... crikey. o_o
unvote; vote: split to save my hide
Ah.
This is going to be a problem.
hmph... ok I'm extending the turn, the turn will end in 24 hours, to give everyone a chance to change thier votes if needed, if the tie isn't broken by then I'll pick at random.
It appears the tie has been broken:
SplitPersonality: 3 (Captain Blackadder, atheotes, Yaropolk)
atheotes: 2 (Methos, Thermal Mercury)
Yaropolk: 2 (Choxorn, Winston Hughes)
greyblades you cant keep extending. just use random.org
thoguh it appears we have no choice now that yaro has legally voted..........
:brood: Centurion though I do appreciate your input you are not the host, I am. Now if you dont mind I recently sprained my ankle and am now confined to one room, add to that the fact that it is well past midnight for me and you can understand that I am in no way in a good mood and there is no way I'll be able to pump out a writeup right now. Still, I have been stretching it out too much so I am extendng the turn by only twelve hours.
Good night.
im sorry the tone wasn't supposed to sound the way it did. hope you feel better.Quote:
Centurion though I do appreciate your input you are not the host, I am. Now if you dont mind I recently sprained my ankle and am now confined to one room, add to that the fact that it is well past midnight for me and you can understand that I am in no way in a good mood and there is no way I'll be able to pump out a writeup right now. Still, I have been stretching it out too much so I am extendng the turn by only twelve hours.
Good night.
12 hour extension sounds fine.
and remember you dont have to tear out a writeup as soon as you end the round.
once again hope you feel better :bow:
Unvote Cent, Vote Atheotes
Just to keep the game tense
Its been 14 hours. Could I have a tally please?
If I could do this, unvote, vote: yaropolk
Tally:
split: 3 (Cpt B, atheotes, yaro)
Yaro: 3 (Choxorn, WH, TM)
atheotes: 2 (Methos, subo)
WH: 1 (jht)
Jooooray: 1 (Renata)
Choxorn: 1 (Joooray)
Methos: 1 (Cent)
Um ok... I'll just get the writeup done, if yarpolk and split could both pm me their in-game name I'll be done in afew hours.
Argh, I was just coming here to Vote: Yaropolk
:(
Darn power outage... I had no internet all days D:
Sending PM now...
Well I was originally going to lynch the person who PM'ed me last but seeing as split was forced to be AFK I dont think that would be fair so I just printed off both names, stuck them on my dart board and lynched the first one I hit.
Day 1 Concluded.
Yarpolk: Townie. Confined to room.Quote:
"So we're all in consensus on this?"
"I'm not."
"Shush, you dont count. Now who should we trust the key's to?"
"Maybe one of the servants should take them?"
"No. For all we know they were all in on it."
"If they were I'm pretty sure that they would have killed more than just one of us by ow, we'll give the master key's to the butler, he used to serve in the crimea he'll be harder for our culprit to overpower."
"So it's settled, sorry Doljonijir... Doljonijiarnimar.... Dol."
"Yeah."
Alive:
johnhughthom
Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Yaropolk
Renata
Captain Blackadder
A Very Super Market
Thermal Mercury
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray
Dead:
Double A: Hank Scorpio, townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.
Yarpolk: Lord Doljonijiarnimorinar, Townie. Confined to room.
Night 1 Proper
I'm glad your dart skills saved me Greyblades :bow:, sorry about the ankle, I know it's a real :daisy: when stuff like that happens.
I believe Captain Blackadder to be scum, but I can't really prove that.... we will see what occurs tonight however.
Yeah, that the human body can be immobilised for days just by tripping is one of the reasons I think nature has a sadistic sense of humor.
was it one of the nasty ones where you hear the cartilage like rip............. *shudder*
Greyblades just discriminates against the Doljonijiarnimorinars because we are Swedes.
I believe I should be getting my character name in around this time.......
A tanned and wizened gentlemen of proper birth rises from a darkened corner. He begins to enter the circle of discussion when he pauses with a disturbed look on his face. Slowly, he turns around and shrinks into the corner once more, returning with a prouder bearing, and a battered old salacot gracing his twiney gray strands of hair.
I see this is a bad moment to join in. I must apologize, I took an extended rest, for I've only just arrived from Ceylon. You see, one does begin to take to rest at odd times if you become accustomed to living in the tropics. However, I do believe that I've conquered the limits of my sleep cycle, and am glad to be given the chance to combat this murderer.
I am Montgomery Phillips Tullens-Wesley-Hayborough. Not in a position to inherit, for my father was a man with exceptionally energetic loins, I resolved to travel the world free of constraints. My brothers, they either waited hopefully for their elder to die due to "accidents", or meandering about as officers, are all but dead now. It's an ironic situation. I've no love for Herefordshire. When you have seen the dark forests of Canada, the impenetrable jungles of India, and all the farthest reaches of our glorious empire, you are left with no wonder at our native landscape.
Of course, someone is killing people here. A more pressing matter than my history.
I live!
Sorry about that but someone turned off my internet connection last night and I only got back online just now. The writeup's coming in afew minutes.
Did I say minutes, I meant hours :sweatdrop:
I cant remember if he gave his name or not so the victim's name is "Instert name here" for the time being.
Thermal Mercury: Townie. Skull smashed in by shovel.Quote:
As everyone retired to thier rooms to secure their doors and thier windows Insert name wasn't going to sit around and get picked off. He made his way out the back door and into the garden shed with the intention of finding a weapon. It was raining and being soaked through wasn't making Insert name here's efforts any easier but after afew minutes he managed to break off the lock and open the door.
"Find what you're looking for?"
"Ah... shi-"
Thack
Alive:
johnhughthom
Subotan
Winston Hughes
Centurion1
atheotes
Yaropolk
Renata
Captain Blackadder
A Very Super Market
Choxorn
Methos
Joooray
Dead:
Double A: Hank Scorpio, townie, Killed by a blow to the head with a wrench in the library and dismembered post mortum.
Yarpolk: Lord Doljonijiarnimorinar, Townie. Confined to room.
Thermal Mercury: Townie. Back of the skull caved in by shovel.
Day 2.
Cheers...
vote: choxorn
Do you have a reason, or did you just get me with random.org?
If neither, I must vote for you.
Me I'll vote: Methos just to see if he can talk me out of it.
Lady Weston-Hogues is stroking a large, fluffy cat with a diamond collar. Whether the demented old aristocrat brought the pampered feline with her, or whether she found it since arriving here, nobody is entirely certain...
What's that, Mr Fluffums? You think that Buzz Killington is the murderer?
Well, I'm sure he's a dreadful ruffian - and possibly an American to boot - but do you have any evidence?
She puts her ear up to the cat's mouth for a moment, and then looks over at Buzz Killington.
Oh... Well... That is convincing... Well done, Mr Fluffums.
vote: johnhughthom