Cereal killer mafia

[Raskolnikov]

ok I have read and I am unwilling to move. (Ladd thinking it's just between Jan and me helps a lot lol).

So either Ender and Suibian joins me to punch a wolf or I am left to wish you good luck in F3.

Good luck in F3

[Raskolnikov]

[EnderWiggin]

Vote: Jan

Watch me pull a tied vote out of my hat!

[EnderWiggin]

Okay but this isn't just about tying the vote.

I ended up cutting reread short cause I gotta head off earlier than expected and also I just didn't have time to reread the entire game.

So ended up focusing on this day phase.

Jan reads less like they care to review other players than anyone else right now. (Ignoring Sui)

Like Raskol and Ladd have poking/probing and holding onto reads that feel good.

Jan has this one weird period they vote Ladd for ???

So it just reads less like they actually care who goes over and only swapped to ladd for a bit just for the optics of appearing to review other people.

[EnderWiggin]

There is now way I will be around for much longer and Ladd simply has not checked in again.

A part of me is worried he saw Rask and myself clashing and is just staying away to watch us implode.

Sorry, not entirely for ??? reasons.

But also just like this is the weakest sauce for them to swap out of their tunnel.

Although it beetlejuicing Ladd is funny

[EnderWiggin]

join the club. I'm exxxxxxhausted and made no sense today at work at all.

I am lucky that my work doesn't have to deal with exhausted me today.

[ladd]

fwiw i am def not sure on rask being a wolf


maybe i'll evne switch i dunno




suibian also being cleared by jan who knows them well also factors in my read there (just so we can split the blame if suibian is the wolf lmao)

[Gemma]

Votal 5.3

Rask (2) - Jan (#1223), ladd (#1224)
Jan (2) - Rask (#1186), (Ender (#1223)

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[ladd]

let it rand

[EnderWiggin]

Well I'm out. gl gl

Feel like I should've done more but eh. Sui should get hammer. [strike]And this is where Sui is wolf[/strike]

[EnderWiggin]

Oh that didn't work rip me.

Markup. Why has thou forsaken me.

[EnderWiggin]

fwiw i am def not sure on rask being a wolf


maybe i'll evne switch i dunno




suibian also being cleared by jan who knows them well also factors in my read there (just so we can split the blame if suibian is the wolf lmao)

I mean tbh if Sui is wolf then I can claim cred while losing. =P So it's optimal I clear them here to look best.

[Suibian]

fwiw i am def not sure on rask being a wolf


maybe i'll evne switch i dunno




suibian also being cleared by jan who knows them well also factors in my read there (just so we can split the blame if suibian is the wolf lmao)

Jan doesn't know me that well though we have played several games together, but we haven't played together in a long time. Just probably not something you should rely on that hard even if I think that once you've seen my scum game it's super easy to identify my town game.

[Suibian]

Oh deadline is in an hour not two hours.

[Suibian]

I mean tbh if Sui is wolf then I can claim cred while losing. =P So it's optimal I clear them here to look best.

That's one thing nobody has to worry about this game. Though if I'm able to post this much when I draw scum again, I'll be delighted.

[Suibian]

I just realized that I've voted with Jan all game lol.

I'm not voting Jan.

(Man, I hate being in end game. I'm not used to living this long, and I just can never be satisfied because when I die early I'm bummed I can't play anymore, but then the times I do live this long I'm cursing my luck to have stayed alive.)

[Suibian]

vote: rask

[Suibian]

at eod yesterday cape mentioned being surprised that we never flavor claimed which I thought was funny because the entire reason I was going to post a link to cornflake girl at the beginning of the game was because I'm cornflakes lol, but Taffy beat me to it.

[Jan]

Woke up to pee and now my fucking adrenaline is raging..

Fuck this shit.

If Ladd switches on me then he is basically putting as wolf that thinks his final 3 is easier against me than Rask.

No ifs or butts about it.
That man has played enough games with me to know beyond the shadow of a fucking doubt that I am a villager in this game.
He has repeated it over and over again and there is no doubt in my mind that him switching now would only be because he is a wolf.

And if you want me to read back more just give me a better iso function to work with.

I voted Ladd because I wanted to see if I would get any reactions at all but this is a dead game and there is not much to do about it.

Anyways.
At least now we know why ender stayed alive.
I am doing my best to not be a condescending prick on that matter.

Will try to sleep again. Fuck pee and fuck adrenaline.
Fuck.

[Suibian]

It's now my turn to tell you to get some sleep, but I understand :)

the iso function here is definitely hard to use!

[Jan]

It's now my turn to tell you to get some sleep, but I understand :)

the iso function here is definitely hard to use!

I appreciate you.

And I hate Ladd for being wavering bullshit artist that made my heart go boom in the first place.

[ladd]

i am somehow still awake

[Gemma]

No more posting.

[ladd]

i guess jan is a villager too


so unless suibian is snowing both me and jan we should be fine. tho i am still slightly uneasy lol

[Gemma]

Votal 5.4

Rask (3) - Jan (#1223), ladd (#1224), Suibian (#1247)
Jan (2) - Rask (#1186), (Ender (#1223)

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Rask is yates. Flip incoming.

[Gemma]

Raskolnikov was:

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Vanilla cereal, in the form of:
Trigo triturado
You are a pillow of woven wheat strands, and you can be too big for a mouth or as small as a tooth. You may not have any special flavor, but your talent for texture places you in the upper echelon of breakfast cereals. Many treat you with honey the way they would a crumpet (your first cousin and closest childhood friend), but you don’t even need milk to excite the senses. You are shredded wheat.

::)::

You’ve always been afraid of death. Please don’t kill me, you whisper prayerfully to the night, but you know it ignores you. Sometimes a strange longing takes you, and for a moment you believe you’re about to meet your end. “Aquí está,” you say out loud. “Los asesinos en cereales me llevan.”

One day, as the rising sun peeks through your huddled cardboard covers, you have an epiphany, or at least a thought. “Soy le defensore de les despoetices,” you proclaim convincingly. “Y nadie puede silenciarme. ¡Adelante, mi arma es mi voz!” You emerge from your dusty fortress into the dawnlit lands and set out ayonder with tongue in hand. You may be a little bland, but you certainly have an appetite.

You win when all threats to cereal have been eaten.

[Gemma]

Night 5 ends in

Please submit night actions 1 hour before deadline, thanks!

[Gemma]

bueno, mis amigos, ha llegado el momento
para hacer ruido y pasar un buen rato
tirar el trabajo por hacer
deja que la música suene (toca, toca)
todos cantan, todos bailan
piérdete en un romance salvaje
nos vamos de fiesta
karamu, fiesta, por siempre
ven y canta
nos vamos de fiesta
karamu, fiesta, por siempre
ven y canta

toda la noche (toda la noche)

[Gemma]

Suibian has died. They were:

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Vanilla cereal, in the form of:
Corn flakes
You are the refuge of hobbledehoyhood, and you are enough to be had on your own but only ever in a rush, with haphazard milk-splashing mouthfuls from the left hand as the right claws open a novella about wine-loving promiscuous pranksters in brown robes calling each other brother. (With any luck, there’ll be a Rowlandsonesque illustration in the in between pages.) Sometimes you are even carried away from the table, or the counter, and taken on an adventure, upstairs perhaps, where you might even meet a bed. Such is the errant life of a corn flake.

::)::

You’ve always been afraid of death. Please don’t kill me, you whisper prayerfully to the night, but you know it ignores you. Sometimes a strange longing takes you, and for a moment you believe you’re about to meet your end. “Aquí está,” you say out loud. “Los asesinos en cereales me llevan.”

One day, as the rising sun peeks through your huddled cardboard covers, you have an epiphany, or at least a thought. “Soy le defensore de les despoetices,” you proclaim convincingly. “Y nadie puede silenciarme. ¡Adelante, mi arma es mi voz!” You emerge from your dusty fortress into the dawnlit lands and set out ayonder with tongue in hand. You may be a little bland, but you certainly have an appetite.

You win when all threats to cereal have been eaten.

Livelist
@ladd
@EnderWiggin
@Jan

Votes are locked.

[EnderWiggin]