ayesinback wrote:
hey GULLAS!

why are you votig for Random?

*you're asleep, aren't you*

Nope, I have no real reason to vote for him except for the fact that I'm badass…

Narrative

The town gathered at TFGM's new casino. His corpse still lay on the table but as places went in Townston it still was the best place to hang out. The people discussed what had happen last night. Apparently there had been attempts to kill multiple people. Everyone discussed who should be hung. No one really knew what to do since there wasn't any mafia. Everyone just stared at one another. “HE DID IT!!!” shouted Random, breaking the silence. Everyone looked toward were he was pointing. Anthony Mercer stood still looking at everyone as they stared back. “What did I do?” he asked looking nervous. “Hark is DEAD! And YOUR the one that did him in!” He shouted. “What proof do you have?!!” Mercer yelled back. He did not like being accused. Random just passed out some sheets of paper around the crowd. The crowd started murmuring angrily as they look at Mercer. Eventually one of the pieces of paper made its way too Mercer. After reading over it he said, “Your right this does look like me.” Soon the noose was fitted around his neck
Anthony Mercer number 11((Remember numbers change every cycle so he was number 10 last night)) has been lynched. His power WAS TO CANCEL A LYNCH!! Two if he was in an alliance.


DAY TWO IS OVER!!! NIGHT TWO HAS BEGUN!!!
Send in your actions and remember the numbers have changed. If you were one first night you are now three. You were two during the day cycle.

TheFlyingGreenMonkey wrote:
Narrative

The town gathered at TFGM's new casino. His corpse still lay on the table but as places went in Townston it still was the best place to hang out. The people discussed what had happen last night. Apparently there had been attempts to kill multiple people. Everyone discussed who should be hung. No one really knew what to do since there wasn't any mafia. Everyone just stared at one another. “HE DID IT!!!” shouted Random, breaking the silence. Everyone looked toward were he was pointing. Anthony Mercer stood still looking at everyone as they stared back. “What did I do?” he asked looking nervous. “Hark is DEAD! And YOUR the one that did him in!” He shouted. “What proof do you have?!!” Mercer yelled back. He did not like being accused. Random just passed out some sheets of paper around the crowd. The crowd started murmuring angrily as they look at Mercer. Eventually one of the pieces of paper made its way too Mercer. After reading over it he said, “Your right this does look like me.” Soon the noose was fitted around his neck
Anthony Mercer number 11((Remember numbers change every cycle so he was number 10 last night)) has been lynched. His power WAS TO CANCEL A LYNCH!! Two if he was in an alliance.


DAY TWO IS OVER!!! NIGHT TWO HAS BEGUN!!!
Send in your actions and remember the numbers have changed. If you were one first night you are now three. You were two during the day cycle.

@ gullas: The answer pleases me, I accept this with no grudge.
Wow, did he just let himself die? Was he not able to cancle his own lynch or what? wtf anthony, you died too easy now im not happy! lol

Randomdudeperson wrote:

Wow, did he just let himself die? Was he not able to cancle his own lynch or what? wtf anthony, you died too easy now im not happy! lol

The last time I checked the votes before I went to bed, I was second place!

Anthony Mercer wrote:

Randomdudeperson wrote:

Wow, did he just let himself die? Was he not able to cancle his own lynch or what? wtf anthony, you died too easy now im not happy! lol

The last time I checked the votes before I went to bed, I was second place!

I would of accepted you telling me to cancel lynch if you were going to be lynched. It killed me for having to write that pq. I was like I KNOW he would cancel it if he knew. We CAN"T I just cancel it. But sadly no pq means GM can't.

Dear GM, sir:

I see that the spoiler neither confirms or denies that Anthony Mercer was Hark's killer. Is that a departure?

ayesinback wrote:
Dear GM, sir:

I see that the spoiler neither confirms or denies that Anthony Mercer was Hark's killer. Is that a departure?

And this is what i was saying all along, we are all neutral, so we just kill the violent ppl first and then become violent ourselves to finish off the rest. What wants to be in an alliance with me, i havnt had any takers :(

ayesinback wrote:
Dear GM, sir:

I see that the spoiler neither confirms or denies that Anthony Mercer was Hark's killer. Is that a departure?

I do not confirm or denie who killed who until the end. So he might of done it or he might of not >:3

Also I've been naming the alliances based off their combined powers. I want to name more so keep them coming ;D

Dammit. He just was about to make an alliance with me. :/

So yeah…

I forsee… that someone will go down tonight, I wonder who that will be…

Also I've been naming the alliances based off their combined powers. I want to name more so keep them coming ;D

With our powers combined, I am captain planet!

I died the way I lived….covered in blood and screaming.
(Are you all signing up to be judges in the Drunk Duck Awards?)

NARRATIVE


The night was dark as the Strong man walked along the street. He no longer felt so strong. He looked pale and stumbled a little as he walked. He had randomly chosen another victim for tonight. As he paused to catch his breath he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. His head quickly turned to try to keep up with the blur that was running around him. Eventually the blur stopped and revealed itself to be a man. “I hear you gave my partner some trouble the other night,” the man said staring at the once Strong man. “I am the Master of War. I know it’s craft well,” the once strong man said. He tried to lift up his massive sword but it felt so heavy. The man pulled out of his pocket as he watched his victim struggle to lift his sword. Light caught the item he had pulled out to be a pair of sunglasses, which he immediately put on his face. “Gotta look badass for this,” he said as he pulled out an axe. The last thing the once strong man saw was a blur.


Random number 2 originally 12 is dead. His power was to make anyone player not be able to do anything for a turn, with the exception that he could not use it on the same person twice in a row. If he was on an alliance he could set his power to go off in a future date, which he could use to stack on the same day.



The man stood over Random’s corpse and smiled. How had his partner have had so much trouble with this man. Even after he had given him his power to help. The man suddenly jumped back as a knife struck where he had been. The knife was long and slender. Once he saw it he knew he had been betrayed. He looked around aware that his opponent was gifted with great speed. Speed that he had given him! The man felt a sudden impact to his back. The pain was great as he fell to the ground. A figure moved quickly to where the knife lay and picked it up. As he turned the man flinched. His former partner had not wiped of the blood that masked his face from the pervious night. The man stared angrily at the man who was betraying him. “Don’t be like that. I was the one who started this party. It only makes sense that I’d be the one to end it,” the former partner said as he moved toward his prey. “You are a piece of ****. SCUM!! You cowardly backstabbing little BI–” the man was cut off from his epic string of insults as the knife with a quick flick of an arm
silenced him.


Pokket number 7 originally number 5 was killed. His power was First Strike. This power made his action/vote count for the first one I received. If he was in an alliance he could make one other person in the alliance have Second Strike which name and the pervious definition should make it obvious what it does.



The quick man stood over his former partner. He smiled idly wondering if he would keep the speed. The smile and his blood caked face made for a horrific sight. Looking around he decided that it was probably best if he made his way. The cover of night would help him escape notice. As he made his way down the street he relived that it was getting harder and harder to move forward. He looked down to realize he was walking in wet cement. An evil cackling reverberated around him as he struggled to free his feet. “I’m going to put a bullet in-between your eyes and throw you into the lake so know one will find the body,” I figure said wearing a trench coat. The figures face was covered in a big bushy mustache and his eyes were hidden behind a pair of glasses. A delicious fragrance drifted from him. The figure went into a diabolical monologue about his master plans. He stopped as a knife impaled itself into his left arm. Screaming quickly replaced the monologue. The quick man had somehow gotten out of the cement and walked slowly towards the trench coat wearing figure. “I believe this is mine,” he said as he violently pulled out his knife. He left the figure screaming and cursing as he continued to make his escape from his pervious murder.


Failed kill attempt. You know the drill.



As the quick and by this point tired man rounded a corner he was tackled by a dark figure. The dark figure started to punch the living shit out of the quick man. “Remember me?! Oh you don’t? Well I’m the go who is beating the shit out of you. You can catch me on top of you. Oh and I hate you!” he finished with a yell. The quick man once again managed to toss the dark figure off of him. It took a bit of effort this time around. “I am tired of you jerks trying to finish me off when you are obviously too weak to do the job!” the figure shouted as he swung his rather long knife at his would be attacker. “Well I rule you suck and I’ll keep on trying to kill. So deal with it!” the dark figure shouted as he decided it was best to run away from the stronger foe. As he ran he thought he to himself that he WOULD avenge Harkovast.


Failed kill attempt. You know the drill.



By this point the quick man had exhausted all the speed that was given to him by his former partner. He moved sluggishly. He was dead tired from the two attempts on his life. “You know I watched all of that nasty business you were in tonight. For your benefit this will be the last time you have to deal with it for the rest of your short life,” the tired man looked around at his small attacker. “Please I can take you. You don’t have any muscle on your bones,” he said as he raised his long knife and took a swing at his foe. The small figure simply dodged pulled out a gun and bam.


Ayesinback number 9 originally 7 was killed. His power was to ask once every other cycle what a players number or power was. In an alliance he could use the power every cycle.


End of Night 2. Start of Day 3

I feel so popular. and dead.

And you deserved it!

ayesinback wrote:
I feel so popular. and dead.

I know that feeling, it usually happens once or twice a game…

gullas wrote:

ayesinback wrote:
I feel so popular. and dead.

I know that feeling, it usually happens once or twice a game…


LOL being dead?
once a game is enough for me, and congrats to the lucky assassin who accomplished the deed this game – the competition seemed strong

No votes so far. Hhhmmm. And what is up with all these inactives??

its mostly that i'm confused… though i suppose some people may haven't checked pqs? happens

ayesinback wrote:
I feel so popular. and dead.

AHAHHAAHAHA!!!

Sorry for being MIA. I've been working hard at the DD Awards. It might be best just to kill me for inactivity. I thought I had missed less cycles than this. But I think that the fact that there is no mayoral election threw me off my game. That and I don't remember what number I am anymore.

rokulily wrote:
its mostly that i'm confused… though i suppose some people may haven't checked pqs? happens

You have 12 numbers. 1-12. Those 12 numbers cycle. 1 becomes 2. 2 becomes 3. So on and so forth. 12 becomes 1.

If you were 5 starting out on Night 1 you became 6 on Day 1((remember we started with night cycle.)) Then you became 7 on Night 2. Today is Day 2 and you would be 8.

If you started out as10 Night 1, you became 11 on Day 1. Night 2 you were 12 and today Day 2 you would be 1.

Alliances are when you and another player decided to team up. You just both send me a pq saying this and bam your on an alliance. Alliances give: to some players bonuses to their powers, a team for voting.

Everyone gets to try and kill people. Just pick someone. If your number is higher than theirs then you get to kill them. If not clues to both your identities. SO JUST RANDOMLY PICK PEOPLE TO LYNCH AND TRY TO KILL IF YOU DON"T UNDERSTAND.

Personally I think this is going well. Players seemed to pick it up once they tried it out.

Still no lynch votes.

TheFlyingGreenMonkey wrote:
Still no lynch votes.

You're saying this like it is a bad thing -_0

Vote update
Roku(1)
Niccea

Narrative!

Roku was looking confused as the town gathered for an ohter lynching. It was pretty quiet. No one seemed to want to speak up. You could hear a cricket if there had been a cricket. Suddenly the silence was broken as Niccea coughed. Everyone looked in her direction. “I say we lynch Roku,” the town accepted this and Roku quickly found a noose around her neck. “Wait what?” she said as the trapdoor fell.


Roku number 9, originally number 6 was lynched. Her power was being a medic and if she was in an alliance she could target herself with her medic power.

Day 2 is Over. Night 3 Has begun!

It's like hangman nooses are just dropping from the sky and landing on random people.

* the sky is falling! the sky is falling! *

20-sided die.
Anyways, Ayes, you can link with the image if you remove http:// from the url. (of the link not the image)

Niccea wrote:
Anyways, Ayes, you can link with the image if you remove http:// from the url. (of the link not the image)

Thanks!

Is it just me, or is it unclear who is participating in this game?

Kroatz wrote:
Is it just me, or is it unclear who is participating in this game?

It's much easier to tell who WAS participating, now that their saintly bodies are adrift in the nether