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[Ants!]

Oh right, I forgot about flagger. Which benzine doesn't know about. She said she narrowed it down to benzine or jawneh.

 

[Ants!]

How do you like it?

I'm used to observing because I typically die quite early, but I actually enjoy the spectator role.

Pretty fun so far. I think being invited to the dead thread and being PM'd the roles ahead of time made it way more interesting and easier to follow.

 

[Ants!]

Thank you Ben.

 

[Ants!]

I'd been waiting this whole game for shortkut to die so I can tell him he's dead.

 

[Zell 17]

Honestly... He kind of did play me to pull that off... He sent me a PM saying "Burn the town" at 11:46 PM, so ~2:30 hours after the day started. After having just felt I had to jump on responding to Jon shooting Zell immediately, I didn't even think and just did his action when it came in too.

I kind of hoped it'd burn him (har) since he was at the time all "ARSONIST?" in the thread and I then torched everyone, but... Nope...

Yeah you gotta watch shortkut, 75% of his requested actions are going to be illegal.

 

[Zell 17]

Sucks because he made it this far. I was rooting for him. If Fools hadn't been targeted by shortkut then it might be a different story.

Yeah we were up against it. Strong town roles (the 17th role in a wolvesville game goes to wolf #5, in this game it went to strong townie #4) and we had two wolves doused. Tough road

 

[TD]

I'm more surprised that 25% aren't.

 

[Ants!]

Yeah you gotta watch shortkut, 75% of his requested actions are going to be illegal.

Is that on purpose or because he just doesn't read shit?

 

[TD]

Is that on purpose or because he just doesn't read shit?

I've always wondered - but honestly having been on a wolf team and trio team with him, I think he's more just trying to find loopholes and see what he can get away with.

 

[canadaguy]

Is that on purpose or because he just doesn't read shit?

 

[canadaguy]

I've always wondered - but honestly having been on a wolf team and trio team with him, I think he's more just trying to find loopholes and see what he can get away with.

I mean we just had a game where he spent 40% of his posts trying to word play a win for the wolves (even though he was wrong the whole time)

 

[Zell 17]

, I think he's more just trying to find loopholes and see what he can get away with.

for sure

 

[Ants!]

He got jailed as a spirit seer in the game I hosted with benzine, and Vash was jailed too and got zerked (again lmao) and shortkut was like hey wait that means I get to do my spirit seer reading!

We said no and explained why but he never accepted it.

I hope he's still mad about it.

 

[TD]

He got jailed as a spirit seer in the game I hosted with benzine, and Vash was jailed too and got zerked (again lmao) and shortkut was like hey wait that means I get to do my spirit seer reading!

We said no and explained why but he never accepted it.

Based on action order and Zell can correct me if I'm wrong, but he might've had a point since Spirit Seer read comes after wolf kill.

 

[Fool's Requiem]

why did they lynch Quagmire?

why did Jawneh not splash Benzine?

I don't understand this town

 

[TD]

why did they lynch Quagmire?

why did Jawneh not splash Benzine?

I don't understand this town

 

[Kat]

Based on action order and Zell can correct me if I'm wrong, but he might've had a point since Spirit Seer read comes after wolf kill.

Agreed, I feel like that should be allowed, based on how the rules are written.

How do you like it?

I'm used to observing because I typically die quite early, but I actually enjoy the spectator role.

I like it too. The dead thread can be more fun than the game sometimes.

Oh right, I forgot about flagger. Which benzine doesn't know about. She said she narrowed it down to benzine or jawneh.

Even in the best case scenario for Benzine where she flags his attack onto Jawneh, it doesn't matter. Jon will just use the ability and splash Benzine anyway.

Conjuror is a super cool role.

 

[Fool's Requiem]

Town:

 

[Ants!]

Based on action order and Zell can correct me if I'm wrong, but he might've had a point since Spirit Seer read comes after wolf kill.

We checked with Zell.

iirc the wolf kill happened while kut was jailed so his powers were off during the kill or something like that.

 

[Fool's Requiem]

Conjuror is a super cool role

super fun

I got to play as 3 different roles

 

[TD]

I like it too. The dead thread can be more fun than the game sometimes.

Honestly one of the games I had the most fun in was Vash's tell game when we were trying to solve everything from the dead thread.

 

[Ants!]

Yeah but:

why did they lynch Quagmire?

why did Jawneh not splash Benzine?

I don't understand this town

We asked the same thing, why did he shoot Christina?

 

[Kat]

We checked with Zell.

iirc the wolf kill happened while kut was jailed so his powers were off during the kill or something like that.

I guess it depends on how you interpret the ability. Either the seer sees them in the act, so that'd make sense, or the seer can sense death on them from a recent kill, in which case it wouldn't.

 

[Fool's Requiem]

Yeah but:


We asked the same thing, why did he shoot Christina?

I gave into peer pressure, leemealone

 

[Ben]

I'm not announcing it until the day opens, but @shortkut is here now. Christina just shot him while they were both in jail.

 

[Ants!]

YOU'RE FUCKEN DEAD

 

[dimmerwit]

I guess that was a shortkut...

...to death!

 

[TD]

Maybe that means the Day Phase will start early?

 

[Fool's Requiem]

All they need to do is have Jawneh splash Benzine and it's all orge.

 

[Ants!]

Yeah I don't see any point in waiting for the clock to run out on the night phase if all possible night actions are done (or skipped for some reason).

 

[Ben]

This was the stuff I sent Christina and shortkut.

Spoiler

Imprisoned Chat;

In the deepening twilight, after the villagers had dispersed to their homes, a man named Shortkut lingered at the edge of the now-empty town square. His eyes scanned the shadows warily, his steps cautious as he began to make his way down a narrow alley. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of village guards had been observing his movements.

"That's him," one guard whispered to the other.

They moved swiftly and silently, intercepting Shortkut before he could react. "By order of the village council, you're coming with us," the lead guard declared, gripping Shortkut's arm firmly.

"What is this about?" Shortkut protested, attempting to pull away. "I've done nothing wrong!"

"Tell it to the council," the guard replied tersely. Without further explanation, they escorted him through the dimly lit streets to the small stone building that served as the village jail.

The heavy door creaked open, and Shortkut was ushered into a sparse cell. The iron bars clanged shut behind him, and the guards retreated, leaving him alone in the cold, dim space.

A short while later, footsteps echoed in the corridor outside the cell. The guards returned, this time escorting Christina, the woman known for her fondness for cookies and other sweets. Her eyes were downcast, and a subtle tension stiffened her posture.

"Inside," the guard ordered, opening the cell door. Christina stepped in without resistance, the faint rustle of her skirts the only sound.

As the door clanged shut once more, Christina glanced briefly at Shortkut. Recognition flickered in their eyes, but neither spoke. The weight of unspoken questions hung heavily between them.

Outside the cell, the warden settled onto a wooden stool, the creak of the wood signaling his presence. His gaze remained fixed on the cell door, ears attuned to any whisper or movement within.

In the silence, Shortkut shifted to sit on the narrow bench along the wall. Christina remained standing for a moment before moving to the opposite side, leaning lightly against the cold stone.

They were both acutely aware of each other's presence, and the proximity of the warden made any conversation risky.

Christina;

In the dim light of the jail, as the night deepened, Christina and Shortkut remained silent in their shared cell. The oppressive stillness was punctuated only by the distant hoot of an owl and the soft crackling of the torch outside, where the warden kept his steady watch. The cold stone walls seemed to close in, each lost in their own thoughts yet acutely aware of the other's presence.

The warden, a stoic figure shrouded in shadows, sat just beyond the cell door. His gaze was fixed ahead, but his mind seemed elsewhere. Without warning, he rose from his wooden stool, the creak of the wood breaking the silence. With deliberate, measured steps, he approached the cell door.

Christina looked up, her eyes meeting the warden's through the iron bars. His expression was inscrutable, revealing nothing of his intentions. Without a word, he reached into the folds of his cloak and produced a small object, carefully concealed within his hand.

Glancing briefly down the corridor to ensure they were unobserved, the warden extended his hand through the bars. Christina hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. Then, sensing an unspoken urgency, she stepped forward and accepted the object.

As her fingers closed around it, she felt the unmistakable weight and cold metal of a revolver. Holding it close to her body, she cast a quick, questioning look at the warden. His face remained impassive, but a subtle nod confirmed what she already knew—the gun belonged to VashTheStampede.

Without another word, the warden withdrew his hand and turned away, retreating to his post outside the cell. Christina retreated to a shadowed corner, carefully examining the weapon. The revolver bore the familiar marks of use, but something caught her eye. She opened the cylinder to find a fresh bullet loaded and positioned to be next in the chamber.

Christina concealed the revolver within the folds of her clothing, her mind racing. The weight of the weapon was both a comfort and a burden. She knew that whatever lay ahead would require swift and decisive action.

Outside, the warden resumed his silent vigil, his motives as shadowed as the corridor he occupied. The flickering torchlight played across his face, revealing nothing of the thoughts behind his steady gaze.

Imprisoned Chat;

The oppressive stillness in the cell was broken only by the distant hoot of an owl and the soft crackling of the torch outside, where the warden kept his steady watch. Seeming to sense his fate, shortkut began to bargain and plead for some clemency, but Christina ignored his words.

The warden, a stoic figure shrouded in shadows, sat just beyond the cell door. Without warning, he rose from his wooden stool, the creak of the wood breaking the quiet. With deliberate, measured steps, he approached the cell door.

Christina looked up, her eyes meeting the warden's through the iron bars. His expression was inscrutable. Without a word, he reached into the folds of his cloak and produced a small object, carefully concealed within his hand.

Glancing briefly down the corridor to ensure they were unobserved, the warden extended his hand through the bars. Christina hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding. Then, sensing an unspoken urgency, she stepped forward and accepted the object.

Without another word, the warden withdrew his hand and turned away, retreating to his post outside the cell. Christina retreated to a shadowed corner, something hidden within the folds of her clothing.

Shortkut noticed the exchange and eyed her warily. "What did he give you?" he asked quietly.

Christina met his gaze, her eyes cold. "Justice," she replied.

Before Shortkut could react, she raised the revolver and fired. The gunshot echoed sharply within the confined space, a deafening sound that reverberated off the stone walls.

Shortkut staggered backward, shock etched across his face. His hands clutched his chest where blood erupted from between his fingers. He coughed, a crimson trickle running from the corner of his mouth, and fell to his knees.

As he collapsed, a silver lighter tumbled from his jacket pocket onto the stone floor. A bullet hole pierced its center. Christina's eyes narrowed as she recognized it—a distinctive lighter rumored to belong to the arsonist who had set the deadly blaze in the town hall.

Shortkut's breathing grew ragged. He glanced down at the lighter, then back at Christina. A bitter smile twisted his lips. "So, you figured it out," he rasped.

She lowered the gun slightly, her expression unwavering. "You killed innocent people," she said softly.

He coughed again, his strength fading. "They weren't innocent," he whispered. "None of us are." His gaze drifted to the ceiling as his eyes glazed over, and with a final, shuddering breath, he fell silent.

Outside the cell, the warden remained motionless, his expression unreadable. The sound of the gunshot had surely alerted others, but for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Footsteps thundered down the corridor as guards rushed toward the cell. They skidded to a halt, eyes wide at the scene before them. "What happened?" one demanded, fumbling with his keys to unlock the door.

Christina stood calmly, the revolver now at her side. "He was the arsonist," she stated, nodding toward the lighter lying beside Shortkut's lifeless body. "He confessed."

The guards exchanged uncertain glances before one of them cautiously entered the cell to retrieve the weapon. "You're not supposed to have this," he muttered, taking the gun from her hand.

She offered no resistance. "I did what had to be done," she said quietly.

Another guard picked up the lighter, noticing the bullet hole. "This matches the description of the one used to start the fire," he murmured.

The warden finally approached, his steps measured. "Take her back to solitary," he ordered. "We'll sort this out later."

 

[Ants!]

I guess that was a shortkut...

...to death!

stabby stabby!!

 

[TD]

All they need to do is have Jawneh splash Benzine and it's all orge.

Or Christina to flag the wolf kill back onto Benzine.

Alternatively...

I selfishly hope Benzine kills Jawneh after Jawneh's Priest shenanigans.

 

[Ben]

I completely forgot to let @Quagmire in here, so he is now.

 

[Ants!]

you're fucken dead too, mate, but I won't give you the all caps that shortkut deserved.

 

[Fool's Requiem]

 

[Ben]

I'm still waiting on Benzine to make a choice. Christina did flag from Alu onto shortkut though, so while the wolf kill wouldn't have killed shortkut, I guess Alu is still protected..?

 

[canadaguy]

Or Christina to flag the wolf kill back onto Benzine.

Alternatively...

I selfishly hope Benzine kills Jawneh after Jawneh's Priest shenanigans.

Oh man that'd be so cool. Christina just casuly murdering the remaining evils

 

[TD]

I'm still waiting on Benzine to make a choice. Christina did flag from Alu onto shortkut though, so while the wolf kill wouldn't have killed shortkut, I guess Alu is still protected..?

...she didn't change it after killing kut?
Interesting.

 

[TD]

Also wouldn't flagging onto a dead person just be a failed flagging?

 

[Ben]

Wait, I meant tried to flag from Alu onto shortkut... Since she was jailed, she wouldn't get to flag anyone.

 

[Ben]

Oh and Benzine just voted to kill Alu and skip, so I'll get that resolved once I've put the kids down.

 

[TD]

Wait, I meant tried to flag from Alu onto shortkut... Since she was jailed, she wouldn't get to flag anyone.

Since she used the weapon and got out, she does.

 

[Ben]

Since she used the weapon and got out, she does.

They get out after? I thought that was only wolves breaking out... Clearly I need to read before acting this time!

 

[TD]

They get out after? I thought that was only wolves breaking out... Clearly I need to read before acting this time!

Warden weapon use is one of the first actions in the list, Warden description clarifies this too.

 

[canadaguy]

"If the Warden jails two wolves, the wolves can choose to break free of jail and kill the warden. If the warden is killed at night or the weapon is used, the players are immediately unjailed and may use night actions if available."

 

[dimmerwit]

...once I've put the kids down.

Uh, that seems a little extreme!

 

[Ants!]

OK, but is he protected if it's redirected to somebody who is already dead?

 

[Ben]

This justice system is fucked.

Question is, do I let her change it after learning that..?

 

[TD]

This justice system is fucked.

Question is, do I let her change it after learning that..?

If she didn't skip I'd say yes.

OK, but is he protected if it's redirected to somebody who is already dead?

Can't redirect to a corpse so would be a failed redirect, I assume.