No thanks, I've been the round one pick enough times for my taste.
unvote, vote: FactionHeir
No thanks, I've been the round one pick enough times for my taste.
unvote, vote: FactionHeir
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
unvote, Vote: abstain
I informed FactionHeir he was in danger of being voted off, and he has yet to even read the message. I'd prefer not to die, but it would be nice if I had a candidate besides him to vote for.
#Winstontoostrong
#Montytoostronger
I am rather surprised that all the people that I have voted for have became bandwagonned very fast.
First Gibson, then Faction Heir...
You cannot add days to life but you can add life to days.
the word is out -uh-
you're doing wrong -uh-
gonna lock you up
before too long -uh-
your lying eyes
gonna take you right -uh-
so listen up -uh-
don't make a fight -uh- -uh-
your talk is cheap
you're not a man -uh-
you're throwing stones
to hide your hands
Unvote: abstain, courteously
Vote: Askthepizzaguy
FactionHeir: 4
gibsonsg91921: 1
TinCow: 2
DJGingivtis: 1
Beskar: 1
Reenk Roink: 1
AVSM: 1
ATPG: 4
YLC: 2
Sigurd: 1
Abstain: 1
Jolt: 1
Last edited by Reenk Roink; 07-18-2009 at 17:52.
Ok, looks as though we've a tie. People may still vote for whomever they wish, but whomever has the most votes the very instant a deadlock is broken shall be lynched.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
I would vote Reenk Roink, but that would get ATPG lynched and nothing ATPG has done is scummy, while FactionHeir is purposely lurking.
Days since the Apocalypse began
"We are living in space-age times but there's too many of us thinking with stone-age minds" | How to spot a Humanist
"Men of Quality do not fear Equality." | "Belief doesn't change facts. Facts, if you are reasonable, should change your beliefs."
Two hours and no one has broken the tie? Let's get the game moving.
Unvote; Vote: FactionHeir
Nothing personal, but the first round ATPG lynches have finally gotten old.
With my brush at the ready, I stood attentive to observe this "council" of sorts that had been called. I was honestly not sure what exactly to expect. I had only been witness to one council previously. That one had been held by Jenghiz himself, so the riff raff were held relatively silent during that one. With the great leader gone, it seemed that all sense of civility departed with him. As soon as the council was given the right to start, various warriors and tribesmen began shouting at each other. Threats were made, as were insinuations of the purity of certain tribesmen's mothers. Even a few seemed convinced that some of their fellow tribesmen were from some kind of secret order, that held the world on strings like so many little puppets! I frantically attempted to mark down each accusation, but it was difficult in the chaos to remember who had actually accused whom.
Fortunately, as the day wore on, the tribesmen began to wear themselves out. Unaccustomed to general debate, many simply departed from the council for a few hours, to grab a pony and go for a ride. I felt fortunate, as this time allowed me to get my records in some kind of legible order. It was not until the sun began its descent on the horizon that I was finished. This was good, as Shinzei Khan finally motioned for the council to be finished. He requested each tribesmen be fetched for the finale. He asked which tribesmen had garnered the most accusations. I informed him it was a man named they called FactionHeir. Shinzei snorted at the name, perhaps suspicious that that the name was indeed an accurate portrayal of the man's station. Either way he motioned that the man be brought before him. Four tribesmen wrestled FactionHeir to the ground, to ensure his compliance. A fifth tribesmen handed Shinzei a spear, which he accepted in his right hand. It was at this moment that I realized what the exact nature of the council was, and that it was indeed entirely different from the previous council I witnessed. The four warriors forced FactionHeir onto his knees, with his face held aloft to face his superior. Shinzei wasted little time; he grabbed the spear in both hands, and thrust it through the man's chest, an angry and fierce look upon his face as he ended the man's life.
With the death of the man called FactionHeir, the council was finished. Shinzei Khan issued the order that the camp remain vigilant for any more attacks.
-- The Record of Zhang Qian
FactionHeir: 5
ATPG: 4
TinCow: 2
YLC: 2
DJGingivtis: 1
Beskar: 1
Reenk Roink: 1
AVSM: 1
Sigurd: 1
Abstain: 1
Jolt: 1
Alive: 23
Askthepizzaguy
Atheotes
A Very Super Market
Beefy
Beskar
Caius
Chaotix
Death is Yonder
DJGingivtis
GeneralHankerchief
Gibsonsg91921
Ichigo
Jolt
Khazaar
Lord Winter
pevergreen
Reenk Roink
Sigurd
Splitpersonality
TinCow
Tratorix
White_eyes:D
YLC
Dead: 1
Yaropolk (N1)
Lynched: 1
FactionHeir (D1)
WoK'd: 0
I want orders in 24 hours!
For future reference, it would be awesome if the tally could keep track of exactly who is voting for whom.
Last edited by seireikhaan; 07-18-2009 at 21:32.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
Thus passes FactionHeir, son of FactionLeader.
BLARGH!
I wasn't aware the game started until I just got ATPG's PM... oh well
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Atheotes was no fool. He knew that anyone attempting to kill would seek out targets that offered no resistance. Targets that were asleep, for example. Thus, he resolved that he would not sleep, not so long as infiltrators were killing his fellow tribesmen. He sat cross legged in the middle of his tent, a small fire burning in front of him. He steeled his gaze towards the blaze. "I won't fall sleep", he reassured himself. "I won't fall asleep as long as I stare into the flames." Though his chin dipped onto his chest, his eyes remained focus, glaring almost angrily into the fire. The seconds ticked by, oh so slowly, it seemed. How slowly indeed....
A young, fit man halted outside a tent. A faint glow emanated from the inside of the tent, while smoke plumed out of a hole in the top. The man seemed puzzled- was the occupant really still awake? The man inched towards the opening of the tent. He extended his neck and tilted his head, giving the slightest of peeks inside. The occupant was sitting squatted, staring at the fire. He seemed not to be moving. The man pulled his head back quickly. He waited for a second, to hear if the occupant was getting up, if he had been spotted. There seemed to movement. The man extended his left hand in front of the opening of the tent, waving it back and forth, then pulling it back. Still no movement coul be heard. The man rotated ont eh spot three hundred and sixty degrees, making sure nobody was about. He pulled a bow from his back, and an arrow from his quiver. He stepped lightly into the tent opening, this time in full view. He nocked the bow, and pulled the draw back, aiming at the comatose man sitting in front of the fire. Still, he was a bit puzzled as to why the occupant would not move. Shaking concern aside, the man let the string go....
Atheotes was adrift. Such freedom! He was riding his trusted steed across the sand. It was so unseasonably warm. And this sand, so white and pure. The pale blue ocean lapped gently on the flat, beautiful beach. And best of all, not a person to pester him! No one asking him for favors. No one attempting to take his life or possessions. Yes, this truly was a paradise, where he could ride and ride, free from all the binds of the world. His steed started to slow, and he gave it some slack on the reigns, as a reward for its previous service. As the horse trotted along, Atheotes spotted a very lage bird in the sky. He wondered vaguely what it might be. An eagle, perhaps? Or a hawk? He tilted his head in bewilderment was the bird changed its course; no longer soaring above him in the same direction, it tilted into speedy nosedive. It angled backwards- directly towards Atheotes. The bird came, faster and faster. He tried to pull the reigns back, to turn his steed in another direction, but the horse suddenly became obstinate. The bird was humoungous! It was easily larger than any animal he'd seen! He kicked his heels to the horse's side, desperate to get it going, but the horse remained solid in its stance. The bird extended its talons as it sped ever closer, and struck! The talons sunk into his chest. The pain was excruciating. As the bird took to the skies, Atheotes' eyes shot wide open.
His tent... he was still in his tent... yet the pain was very real. His head swiveled. An arrow was lodged in his chest. He could feel the head rammed through and past his rib cage. The opening to his tent was open, but nobody was there. Atheotes fell backwards, away from the fire in his tent. Blood continued to empty from his chest. He tried to yell for help, but the pain was too much. All he could manage were intermittent gasps of pain, separated by moments of silent pain as he gritted teeth and lay there. He wrenched a hand to his chest. He grabbed the arrow. He yanked on the arrow, attempting to mitigate the pain. The arrow came loose, and Atheotes screamed. The pain became a thousand times worse for an instant, before subsiding. However, the arrow had been too close to his heart- blood flowed out of the wound like a river. "Now, finally," Atheotes thought. "True Freedom...."
Once more I was awakened by a commotion outside of my tent. I groggily stepped out, feeling slightly depressed that, once more, I had been awakened by sunrise. I motioned to the guards outside my tent. I stumped off to where the council had been held yesterday. It seems that another had been killed. The vast majority of the camp was already there, as was Shinzei Khan. He glared at me, seeming to be irritated that I had taken as long as I did. He snapped at me to get over by his side once more, to record yet another adventurous council.
-- The Record of Zhang Qian.
Alive: 22
Askthepizzaguy
A Very Super Market
Beefy
Beskar
Caius
Chaotix
Death is Yonder
DJGingivtis
GeneralHankerchief
Gibsonsg91921
Ichigo
Jolt
Khazaar
Lord Winter
pevergreen
Reenk Roink
Sigurd
Splitpersonality
TinCow
Tratorix
White_eyes:D
YLC
Dead: 2
Yaropolk (N1)
Atheotes (N2)
Lynched: 1
FactionHeir (D1)
WoK'd: 0
BEGIN DAY PHASE! PLEASE KEEP A TALLY! THE PHASE WILL LAST 36 HOURS.
Last edited by seireikhaan; 07-20-2009 at 19:08.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then, the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
Vote: YLC
Still trying to wash the scum from your vote selling out of my pores...
YLC: 1
The late Emperor Peter von Kastilien the Tyrant, Lamm der Wahrheit.
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it's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark
under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
you try to scream! but terror takes the sound before you make it
you start to freeze... as horror looks you right between the eyes...
you're paralyzed!
cause this is thriller!
thriller night
and no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike
you know it's thriller!
thriller night
you're fighting for your life inside a... killer, thriller, toniiiight
Vote: Beskar
YLC: 1 (gibsonsg91921)
Beskar: 1 (Reenk Roink)
Last edited by Reenk Roink; 07-20-2009 at 02:17.
If only the pever rangers didn't start, then I could change my name to "pA Very Super Market".
Vote: Khazaar, because I can't see him, thus he does not exist.
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
- Proud Horseman of the Presence
I shall again
Vote: Beskar
On my one-bar internet connection. Will take a better look at things come Tuesday.
"I'm going to die anyway, and therefore have nothing more to do except deliberately annoy Lemur." -Orb, in the chat
"Lemur. Even if he's innocent, he's a pain; so kill him." -Ignoramus
"I'm going to need to collect all of the rants about the guilty lemur, and put them in a pretty box with ponies and pink bows. Then I'm going to sprinkle sparkly magic dust on the box, and kiss it." -Lemur
Mafia: Promoting peace and love since June 2006
Vote:YLC I agree with gib on this one.
YLC: 2 (gibsonsg91921, DJGingivitis)
Beskar: s (Reenk Roink,GeneralHankerchief)
DiY:1 (Beefy187)
Khazaar: 1 (A Very Super Market)
Ichigo:1 (pevergreen)
Updated tally.
Reenk Roink is just doing a cheap OMGUS vote, because I called him out yesterday. Now he is contributing nothing to the town other than copy and pasting lyrics. So I am placing bets on that it is a Mafia trying to stall the town, don't have time for slackers.
Vote: Reenk Roink
Days since the Apocalypse began
"We are living in space-age times but there's too many of us thinking with stone-age minds" | How to spot a Humanist
"Men of Quality do not fear Equality." | "Belief doesn't change facts. Facts, if you are reasonable, should change your beliefs."
Vote: Beefy
For voting for me.
BLARGH!
Vote:YLC I agree with gib on this one.
YLC: 2 (gibsonsg91921, DJGingivitis)
Beskar: s (Reenk Roink,GeneralHankerchief)
DiY:1 (Beefy187)
Khazaar: 1 (A Very Super Market)
Ichigo:1 (pevergreen)
Reenk Roink:1 (Beskar)
Beefy:1 (Jolt)
Fine I'll keep it updated because I am bored at 1 in the morning. Haha.
Vote: Pever
This game needs no names that start with P's.
When it occurs to a man that nature does not regard him as important and that she feels she would not maim the universe by disposing of him, he at first wishes to throw bricks at the temple, and he hates deeply the fact that there are no bricks and no temples
-Stephen Crane
Vote:Abstain
'Cause I'm wondering why is there 1 kill and 2 mafia.
Edit:DIY: Why?Vote: DiY
Beefy: Vote: DiY
DIY: Why?
Beefy: Vote: DiY
DIY: Why?
Beefy: Vote DiY
Last edited by Death is yonder; 07-20-2009 at 08:42.
You cannot add days to life but you can add life to days.
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