Rubicon [Concluded]

[Andres]

Anyone notice the bolded phrase? I think that indicates that Andres was Populares.

Now does that mean that Andres was Marcus Antonius or is a clever ruse by Caesar?

No, it means I'm one of the 15 or so Populares senators. What was your point again?

Since I have a feeling I might die tonight, I will post this now.

LittleGrizzly should be lynched tomorrow.


Take note of the bolded part. Now, the benefit of pm'ing tons of people to get them involved is, you get a sense of what people are doing or claim they are doing. There were simply not enough people left over for LG to have a group protecting him, or for him to be in a protecting group.

So, my conclusion was that he was either a mafioso or a consul. I told him as much, and asked for his pm as proof.



When I said we could do a deal where he sent half the consul pm and I sent him the other half (I've been in contact with a consul since an earlier bout of pm'ing for townie groups), he read it but never replied...what happened to working something out?

So, LG doesn't want to give you his role pm, big deal. You advice us to lynch a possible consul?

Why consul and not praetor? You already know the faction he belongs to?

[Ignoramus]

No, it means I'm one of the 15 or so Populares senators. What was your point again?

My point was exactly that. I'd only just noticed that line in the write-up. The second half was merely thinking out loud.

[Jolt]

So, LG doesn't want to give you his role pm, big deal. You advice us to lynch a possible consul?

Why consul and not praetor? You already know the faction he belongs to?

Incidently he might know who are the two Praetors, while knowing one Consul.

[TinCow]

Night 6 concluded, write-up commencing.

[TinCow]

“Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.”
- Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus

On his way home from the Senate, woad&fangs had heard the news coming down the Via Flaminia. At Auximum, the local senate had determined that the town would not obstruct the march of Caesar’s legions through the city. Prudently, the local garrison commander had withdrawn, but the speed of the Caesarian vanguard forced him to halt and take up a defensive formation. A brief clash ensued, but as with the garrison of Iguvium, many of the legionaries had served with Caesar in Gaul, and their loyalty was questionable at best. Soon after the battle began, many of the defending force deserted, with the majority simply joining the ranks of their opponents. Yet another road to Rome was open, and the crisis grew deeper.

This worried woad&fangs a great deal, and he returned to his villa to think about what he should do. He debated the situation with his freedman advisor, but could not reach a satisfactory conclusion. Eventually, he grew weary and called for his cena. Food and drink aplenty was soon brought before him. After a half hour of gorging himself, woad&fangs was finally slowing down a bit. The last few bites of baked pigeon had parched his throat, and his wine goblet was empty. Where was the damnable wine bearer?!

woad&fangs craned his neck around, looking for the man. He saw a figure in the back holding the wine ewer, and gestured frantically towards him. “Wine, damn you!” The man started forward quickly, holding the ewer out in front of him as he came. woad&fangs began berating him for his sluggishness, and the man took the abuse silently, pouring the wine as instructed. Suddenly, woad&fangs paused, having noticed the extremely large forearm muscles of the wine bearer. He had not always been so strong, had he? Before he could put voice to these thoughts, the wine bearer grabbed his head with both hands. Immense strength poured through his thick fingers, and the last thing woad&fangs heard was the sound of his own neck snapping.

…

YLC was lounging casually on a lectus, waiting for his food to digest, when a great commotion came from the front gate. A few shouts, followed by banging, and then more shouting, before the whole thing turned into an unrecognizable cacophony. A few moments later, an armed man rushed into the room. He paused before YLC, “Sir, the villa is being assaulted by men armed with gladii! You must get to safety!” His eyes wide, YLC did as he was told and retreated to one of the more secure rooms in the villa.

From his location, crouched in a bedroom with a locked door, he could hear the sounds of battle continue for many minutes. After a while, they faded, and irregular footsteps could be heard approaching his hiding place. A knock followed, and a voice stated, “They have gone, sir, we have held the villa and thrown them back!” YLC tentatively opened the door, to find an armed man standing there, clutching his leg, which was bleeding badly. He gave the man a piece of cloth to tie around the wound, and helped him hobble out to the main courtyard.

What he saw was horrifying. Bodies were scattered in multiple places, windows and doors were broken, and nearly everything of value in the room had been broken. His villa was ruined, but at least YLC was alive.

…

The butcher’s wife stayed up extra late, hoping that the strange men would return. She had told the fishmonger’s wife about what had happened the previous night, but the response was skeptical at best. The woman had had the gall to accuse her of making it all up, and had mocked her publicly for it. Tonight, the butcher’s wife was going to prove to herself that she was not crazy. Who were these men, why were they congregating outside her window, and why were they interested in everyone?

Sure enough, well after sunset, footsteps sounded on the street and a group of men approached, walking towards everyone’s villa. Within moments, other men began to emerge from side alleys where they must have concealed themselves, and barred the path of the first group. Both groups were armed with pugii, and soon a standoff began.

After a few shouts and gestures, three men emerged from the blocking group, and two from the walking group. They met in the middle of the street, between the two mobs, once again arguing and gesturing frantically. As with the previous night, everyone was frequently mentioned, and regular gestures were made in the direction of his villa. Other words drifted back to the window where the butcher’s wife stood. One of the men in the blocking group was saying something about “outnumbered” and “or else.” The leaders of the walking group turned and talked to one another quietly, before returning to their side of the mob. After some grumbling and shoulder shrugging, the walking group dispersed into the city.

As with the previous night, the group of men who had blocked the path of the others remained for some hours, scanning the dark side-streets. The butcher’s wife was pleased with the result; that bitch, the fishmonger’s wife, would get an earful for ever doubting her. Plus, she stank and her daughter was a whore.

…

As the Senate re-convened for another day’s discussion, the Senators filed in, their shoulders slumped and their brows furrowed. Yet another night had passed, and without fail the murders continued to occur. Another proscription was inevitable, and all were worried that their name would be the next one on the list. Few men paid much attention to the empty seat in the Optimates section, more were concerned with the notices that had been nailed to the Curia doors:

*taps mic* Is this thing on?

Hello senatos and welcome to good morning rome!. we have a great show for ya today that i hope will provide a lot of food for thought. So,, lets get started shall we.

I would just like to say for starters that you shouldn't trust anything caser says. Why would you listen to a dirty populare? and on that note, i'm disappointed with the lack of senators taking the direct root to deal with their opponents. This is a revolution! go out and get youre hands dirty. We all know that no matter what happens their is no way the senate is coming out of this intact. Do you really want the populares calling the shots? Trying to work with them is a fools errand my fellow optimates. If you show weakness they'll kill you. And if you refuse to join me, i might haf ta kill you.

Secondly, caesar would have you beleive that Sasaki Kojiro is one of my men. Well, he is. That's right, that traitorous dog caesar is telling the truth for once. Sasaki Kojiro is one of my most trusted lieutenants. and the best part is that even though you all know this, you won't believe it. its hilarious! I'm telling you right now that he is guilty as can be. won't your faces be red once i'm in charge? Well, those that survive that is.

Any loyal optimates should find a sharp object and stick it through one of these men:

Shinseikhaan
everyone
Ignoramus
Chaotix
It would really help speed things along, we can only kill so many people before our arms get tired from stabbing.

Cheers, and tune in tommorrow same time, same staiton.

Senators! You have been given the chance to save the Republic and take Pompey "the Great?" out of commision. Yet still he schemes and plots, Senators sent here and there thinking they are doing good but instead being manipulated and kept far away from investigating where they should. You are all puppets on his strings, I have told you his name, I have no need to repeat it.

"Gaius Julius Caesar" (No3. II Tri)

Alive (24):
Beefy187
Greyblades
LittleGrizzly
Sasaki Kojiro
everyone
johnhughthom
AggonyDuck
Shinseikhaan
spL1tp3r50naL1ty
Chaotix
Khazaar
Ichigo
Jolt
Gaius Scribonius Curio
Marshal Murat
Iskander 3.1
Captain Blackadder
atheotes
Tratorix
YLC
Askthepizzaguy
Ignoramus
TheFlax
Caius

Killed (9):
White_eyes:D
mini
Beskar
Yaropolk
pevergreen
Glenn
GeneralHankerchief
Andres
woad&fangs

Proscripted (4):
navarro951
Tiberius of the Drake
Cronos Impera
Cultured Drizzt fan

WoG/Suicide (0):

It is now Day VI. You may begin voting. This day phase will end on Tuesday, May 26th at 1:00pm EST.

[Greyblades]

Hmm thats twice now, I wonder why everyone is being targeted?

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

well I assume because he has been lurking, yet has been on the forums. (he has posted elsewhere, but here only posts enough to not get WOG.

[Sasaki Kojiro]

Vote:LittleGrizzly

As laid out here: https://forums.totalwar.org/vb/showp...&postcount=807

Andres, your comments make no sense and make me wonder if you have some bias on this issue. You do not normally let people off the hook as easily as you are willing to with little grizzly.

[Splitpersonality]

that bitch, the fishmonger’s wife, would get an earful for ever doubting her. Plus, she stank and her daughter was a whore.

I have to admit, from the seriousness of the rest of the post, I laughed at this heartily. It seems Caesar is still pushing for Sasaki's death (it was sasaki, right?)

hm...

Vote: Abstain

Hopefully, I'll be back to change this later.