Spirit Mafia [Concluded]

[CountArach]

Quiet, you. This is the same thing that happened in Capo II. It almost happened again. Let's just cut this second attempt at creating paranoia amongst us off right now.

It worked really well for some of us in Capo II

[seireikhaan]

Alrighty, I'm starting the writeup. No more orders(not that I anticipate any) will be taken.

Edit: it might be a bit longer wait than usual. This is kinda unusual...

[seireikhaan]

First of all; like everything else in this world, reading this writeup will be made far better if done whilst listening to this.


T'was the dead of night, in the castle of Makaikhaan. A half-moon hid behind a blanket of clouds, leaving a seemingly suffocating darkness over the land. A strong gust blew, bringing with it the chill of fall. However, inside the castle, the torches and oil lamps ensured that neither the darkness, nor the chill, could penetrate its walls.

However, inside a cozy hallway in the eastern wing, far up on the fourth floor, neither the torches nor the lamps were in need. For a powerful biped was strolling through its walls, its skin emanating purple sparks and shocks ever eternally. No matter where the being went, it never needed any other source of light than its own. Unfortunately, however, this made the being rather inadequate at sneaking, be it the light that gave it away, or if its quarry heard it approach due to the constant chatter of electricity which roved its skin. The being stopped at a sudden, extending its gait straight up. It turned its head behind. It thought it heard something; nothing loud. It was almost as though someone had quietly chuckled behind him. However, t'was clear that there was, in fact, nothing hehind it. Slightly puzzed, it nonetheless continued back to its stroll through the hall. However, two seconds later, it once again stood straight up. There was no peer behind, this time. The being shook its head violently for an instant. Upon finishing this momentary excercise, the being immediately headed back from whence it came. However, there was not even an attempt this time at secrecy; rather, it bounded as quickly as possible, back to the stairs. It literally leaped down the case. Within a second, it was back to the third floor. Not content with its position, it continued its mad escapade downwards, to the second floor. Upon reaching its new elavation, it sprinted down the new hall upon the second floor. It took a left upon reaching a T-corner, to a dead end. At the end of the hallway, a red-skinned being stood in a doorway, its back to the hall.


The sparking creature raised a hand, palm facing Red. Red turned around, having heard the sparks, as well as noticing the new shadow which had been created on the comatose body of GH in front of him. Red held a book in its left hand, as well as a brush in its right. The sparking being gathered the faintly purple electricity into a ball, then delivered it with all its might. In the narrow hall, it seemed it would be impossible to avoid. But Red, it seemed, had tricks up his own sleeve. Red raised a hand of his own. Seemingly by magic, boards in the siding of the hallway splintered out of place; they formed in an instant in front of Red, forming a non-conductive shield. The electric blast hit the shield, gave off a sharp blast, and died in a moment. Red held up the book, a bored look upon his face. He held up the brush. The sparking being rushed quickly straight to Red, knocking the floating shield away, before leaping forwrd. Red looked mildly suprised, but simply sidestepped into a vacant hole where a piece of wall used to be. The sparking creature caught its balance, turned 270 degrees, and with his left hand, shot a bolt once more towards Red. Red leaped backwards, into the night, seeming to glide through the air.

The bolt shot errantly into the night. The sparking being leapt after Red into the night. It landed in the courtyards. It could see nothing beyond five yards, the extent to which his own light extended. The sparking being quickly realized this was very bad for it; he could be seen, but could not see Red in this environment, something that would have to be fixed if he was to survive. The sparking creature raised its hands into the air, stretching his gaze upwards to the clouded night. Its mouth opened up a gutteral roar to the night sky, while electric bolts shot from both hands, creating a fantastic display of sight and sound, if only for a moment. The clouds began to reciprocate the being; they rumbled loudly, before shooting off a bolt of their own. The sound grew louder, into mighty thunderclaps, whle the bolts became more impressive in their own right. The fall wind continued to blow, creating the effect of a perfect storm brewing. And then, in an act of natural providence, the shadow of what could only be Red was silhouttted against a spectacular lightning shower, high up in the sky. The sparking creature roared once more to nature, and a dark cloud appeared from under him, lifting him high to the sky. With a gust, it rushed him to his opponent, who could be seen attempting once more at brush strokes in its book.

The sparking creature raised a hand once more, then brought it down in a diagonal pattern, like a composer. Still copying his movements, the storm shot a spectacular stream of purple particles at Red. Red stuffed the book into its sash, gliding through the air. The sparking being raised both hand, bringing them down in the direction of Red once more. Two tremendous shots outreached towards their target, only to be dodged once more. The movements became more frantic, quicker and quicker, but still no bolt struck its target. The game continued onwards longer than either could count; Red could do no more than dodge the strikes, whilst the sparking being remained unable to deliver a kill shot.

However, the solution, in an instant, became apparent to the sparking being. As it brought two more shots of nature's wrath down, it began charging charging its own strike, one that didn't require use of his arms. From deep inside its gut, it began storing up as much charge as it could wield. As Red continued to glide through the air, the sparked creature kicked its cloud into high speed, then using more thunderous bolts to gently "guide" Red closer to him. He neared within 15 yards. Red glided just out of the way of two previous bolts, when the sparking creature open its mouth, and let loose a fantastic shot if its own, directly in the path Red was traveling. Red simply had no chance to avoid it; the blast struck direct and true.

Glyphz could not believe it. It felt like a tremendous high. Sparks ran through his body at a million miles per hour. However, he knew this wasn't good. His skin was turning from Red to a dark brown as it fried. His arms went limp, beyond his control. He soon lost his ability to defy gravity, and he felt himself begin plummeting to the ground. The last thing he was aware of was the dull "thud" his body made when it contacted the soil.

Chaotix stepped towards Glyphz' unmoving body. He stooped down, and plucked the brush and book from the sash. Amazingly, both appeared to be in perfect condition, untouched. As he stalked back to the castle, he did an about face. Bringing both hands downward, for one more time, two magificent bolts struck Glyphz and blowing apart a small crater where the body had layed.

With an impressive leap, Chaotix returned to the hole where he had left the castle. He stood in the hallway, the only sound that of his own semi-controlled powers. He peered back into the room where Red had been standing. GH's body still lay comatose. Chaotix opened the book he had taken from Glyphz. On the most recent page, was his name, half-written. Picking up the brush, and taking a small amount of oil from a nearby lamp, Chaotix finished it. With the last stroke complete, Chaotix immediately slumped to the ground. The book fell from a limp hand, as did the brush. And with an impressive flash, Chaotix' body dissolved into nothing, with an impressive electrical charge bursting down the hall, blasting yet one more hole into the unfortunate siding. As the charges dispersed, a faint titter could be heard echoing through the room...





Dead: 18

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)
CountArach (N6)
YourLordandConqueror (N7)
SigurdFafnesbane (N7)
Chaotix (N8)
Glyphz (N8)

Lynched: 7

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)
Shlin28 (D6)
KukriKhan (D7)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 2

CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief







Round will be over in 24 hours.

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

And yes, this game is continuing. I personally very much dislike ties, so I think we can all guess where this game will be going at this point

[GeneralHankerchief]

Damn khaan, you just raised the bar on description scenes with that one.

Vote: Crazed Rabbit

So, it's down to you and me. It's been a blast (literally and figuratively, *titter*), and I don't know how I survived, but I'm going for the win.

[seireikhaan]

Damn khaan, you just raised the bar on description scenes with that one.

Many thanks.

[Sigurd]

So Kukri, YLAC and I was up against 4 killers?
And three teams it seems. No wonder people were quiet in this game.

[KukriKhan]

No kidding.

[ULC]

At least I was half right about who was guilty, just wish I had listened to my instincts and had been actually able to get people to focus on glyphz and CR

But it's all fun really, especially this endgame

[Crazed Rabbit]

(@$&(*@$ it.

Vote: GH

This sucks.

CR

[GeneralHankerchief]

According to the rules:

Any ties in voting will await someone to break it. First vote to either person who is tied will result in lynch, regardless of any posts after it.

Now, this probably means after khaan has officially announced a tie. But just in case...

Vote: Crazed Rabbit

[Thermal]

heh, only 2 players left, already? 2 thugs i assume? tut tut tut your all useless! you voted like drunken rabbits!

[Quintus.JC]

Somebody do a tally!!!

[Crazed Rabbit]

Bah. If this game ends on a who-can-vote-quickest-after-khaan-declares-a-tie that will be the pussiest ending ever.

I'm going to a barbecue tonight and hopefully to get drunk thereafter.

So I'm sending in my night orders now: kill GeneralHankerchief.

CR

[Chaotix]

Gah.
How did this happen? GH took over my body, used it to kill Glyphz, and then made me kill myself? Two kills for one person? Is that even allowed?

Well, I hope ya knock him dead, CR.

[FactionHeir]

Hmm maybe Sigurd gets to vote

[KukriKhan]

I hereby raise YLC from the dead.

My role PM says I may raise ONE person in this game from the dead - it doesn't say how often I can do it, or whether the ability expires with my death.

[ULC]

Vote: GeneralHankerchief

IF our most gracious host makaikhaan allows it, you get to die GH...vengeance for each time you killed me

[GeneralHankerchief]

I didn't kill you, you killed yourself. Twice.

[KukriKhan]

Hmm maybe Sigurd gets to vote

Many thanks to FactionHeir for that inspiration for this move.

Before a general hub-bub erupts over this, let me say: IANAL, but (heehee; how many 'net conversations start with that phrase?) it is clear to me, from a close reading of the game rules and my own role-assigning PM, that this is legal, and allowed, if unconventional.

Re-animation of a single player is assigned to me as a power. So I clearly cannot raise Sigurd or CountArach, for example, having already raised YLC once. But nothing in the rules or my role PM state explicitly that I can only use the power once, or that I, a spirit-being, cannot send such an order in from the grave of my corporeal being, now sadly lynched by scum.

Following the American legal paradigm of "That which is not prohibited - is allowed", I assert my privilege of resurrecting YLC again.

p.s. in my opinion, YLC, although murdered most foully a second time, should have been given investigative results on the night of his 2nd snuff. Just saying.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Many thanks to FactionHeir for that inspiration for this move.

Before a general hub-bub erupts over this, let me say: IANAL, but (heehee; how many 'net conversations start with that phrase?) it is clear to me, from a close reading of the game rules and my own role-assigning PM, that this is legal, and allowed, if unconventional.

Re-animation of a single player is assigned to me as a power. So I clearly cannot raise Sigurd or CountArach, for example, having already raised YLC once. But nothing in the rules or my role PM state explicitly that I can only use the power once, or that I, a spirit-being, cannot send such an order in from the grave of my corporeal being, now sadly lynched by scum.

Following the American legal paradigm of "That which is not prohibited - is allowed", I assert my privilege of resurrecting YLC again.

p.s. in my opinion, YLC, although murdered most foully a second time, should have been given investigative results on the night of his 2nd snuff. Just saying.

It sounds good, but unfortunately, there are a couple of flaws:

- First of all, you are correct in saying it is not prohibited - yet. khaan has yet to even attempt to make judgment on the matter.

- Second of all, I don't think YLC gets instantly resurrected - he may be good to go at the start of next round even if this were allowed, but by then it's the end of the game.

Nice try, smartypants.

[KukriKhan]

Hey!! How'd you know my middle name Kukri Smartypants Khan? I've kept that a closely-guarded secret, lo' these many decades. Mom, right? She tol'ja?

-edit-
I admit, timing (and voting & PM orders-sending) protocol is everything in the next couple moves here.

[GeneralHankerchief]

Because I see all, that's why.

*titter*

[seireikhaan]

Makaikhaan walked back into the main hall, hoping to find that the killing had stopped. Upon entering the room, however, he deadpanned. There were but two people; GeneralHankerchief and CrazedRabbit. Upon witnessing the lord's entrance, both immediately pointed at the other, and yelling in synchronization, "HE'S THE KILLER. I'M INNOCENT!"

Makaikhaan was stumped. This wasn't supposed to happen. However, he himself was clueless on who to kill. He stated to the two men, "One of you MUST be a killer. Hence, I will send you both off to bed for the night; whomever remains alive MUST be the killer!"

Hoping he hadn't made a terrible mistake, Makaikhaan sent the two off, hoping this would resolve itself.



No one was lynched!


Tally:

GH- 1(CR)
CR- 1(GH)





Dead: 18

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)
CountArach (N6)
YourLordandConqueror (N7)
SigurdFafnesbane (N7)
Chaotix (N8)
Glyphz (N8)

Lynched: 7

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)
Omanes Alexandropolites (D5)
Shlin28 (D6)
KukriKhan (D7)

Suicide/WoG: 2

Ignoramus
Sarathos

Alive: 2

CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief





NIGHT PHASE BEGINS! Round, as always, will be roughly 24 hours.

I may or may not cut it off short, depending on how tomorrow unfolds for me; its family weekend at UNI.



EDIT: Sorry Kukri, but but you're quite out of the game by this point, and besides, I dislike rule circumventers

[GeneralHankerchief]

It's the endgame that never ends!

[CountArach]

Can't you just end this? Surely those two know who is going to win?

[KukriKhan]

EDIT: Sorry Kukri, but but you're quite out of the game by this point, and besides, I dislike rule circumventers

Bummer.

OTOH, I point out that I have not circumvented any rules. To the contrary, I have scrupulously abided by them, and urged their adherence by all, even those who made them. No offense intended.

-edit-
so, since I am

out of the game by this point

I gracefully surrender, and bid all adieu.

I've enjoyed the time here. Really. And wish you all happiness and good luck.

[glyphz]

I was sort of expecting the King-to-be Makaikhaan to sort out the tie by lopping off both heads, and declaring himself the winner.
meaning everybody losses... Now that's a twist that's hard to top.

The wait is agonizing

[Crazed Rabbit]

Can't you just end this? Surely those two know who is going to win?

Actually, it might be a bit more fair for me this time. *looks at glyphz*

Get ready, GH, because I am going to rock you like an (*&@$ing hurricane.

You got off easy last night. Not this time, though.

CR

[Chaotix]

I'm still confused as to how he managed to kill both of us.

[seireikhaan]

Bummer.

OTOH, I point out that I have not circumvented any rules. To the contrary, I have scrupulously abided by them, and urged their adherence by all, even those who made them. No offense intended.

-edit-
so, since I am

I gracefully surrender, and bid all adieu.

I've enjoyed the time here. Really. And wish you all happiness and good luck.

My apologies if I came across as aggressive, Kukri. You've been nothing short of exemplary throughout this game. By all means, feel free to continue contributions. I was merely pointing that, as far as the game is concerned, your character is in fact, deceased. I would be nothing short of elated for you to join in any of my future games.