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VayeshMoru
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VayeshMoru
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With dust in the air from our beginning turmoil, the records I keep will help us see with our clouded vision. It is time we begin writing the first chapter of our story. Let us begin. | ||
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VayeshMoru
201 Posts
On August 06 2010 11:19 DarthThienAn wrote: Chezinu, you know making a smurf account is illegal right? Hi guys =] Who is this chezinu? I am an aspiring writer who noticed the possibility of great ideas from these games. As such I have taken it upon myself to record the happenings of days. Is what I am doing common? | ||
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VayeshMoru
201 Posts
On August 06 2010 13:37 Chezinu wrote: Hey Guys, I'm Chezinu! How was I mistake for someone in this game? Perplexing | ||
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VayeshMoru
201 Posts
If I understand how this game should be done, should we not be concentrating on a more logical method for our lynching? I think it would be at least prudent if we discussed who was getting votes and why. As of now I see Divinek and Bill Murray tied at 3 votes. After looking at this, then comparing to what has been said, why are there no reasons posted? Is this method not too chaotic? | ||
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VayeshMoru
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All was quiet. All was right. That is when everything changed. In a brilliant flash of lights we all awoke. We all ran, throwing on whatever we could find, to the source of the sudden flash. It was there we stood in horror and shock. The mutilated bodies of Ver, Incognito, Flamewheel and Qatol could be seen amongst the wreckage of the shattered bus. Some snapped out of it sooner than others, tending to the nearby fires, and some locking down the scene. What seen however cannot be unseen. The damage done the town slipped back into an uneasy sleep, a sleep where nightmares wait. The town fell into chaos quickly, almost as quickly as the explosion, with no hope in obvious sight. People showed their fear by quickly setting up a stage. Upon it laid a block with an axe stuck in it. Upon the stage beside the block was series of small boxes. Each box clearly labeled with names. The names of all those remaining. Mob mentality had taken us. Fear plagued our thoughts. Our thoughts had led us to this; led us to the stance of kill or be killed. We are now animals trying to survive. Caged in by our instincts we begin to argue. Plans were formed and attacked; arguments lead to heated words and rash ballots. Others simply resigned to the savagery of the situation silently voted. Were they praying for our mutual survival or purely their own? Time may tell but now nothing is certain. Faith and hope are all we have left to keep us from complete barbarism. Throughout this all, I pulled myself away. I recognized the severity of the situation; I knew what had to be done. Sliding into the town’s coffee shop I pulled out my computer. I began to type. The words began to form, and the recording began. It may be too late to save us, but for those that read my records later, please understand what we did we did to survive and always remember that none of us wanted this to happen. It is time to end this entry; I shall leave the current ballot tallies for histories sake. Heaven save us when salvation or damnation will be found at the end a blade. ~ Vayesh Moru + Show Spoiler + BillMurray - 4 SouthRawrea Larjarse Pyrrhuloxia DarthThienAn Misder – 1 Divinek Chezinu – 1 Pandain Divinek – 1 Bumatlarge Youngminii – 1 Jayme Pyrrhuloxia – 1 BillMurray Love1Another – 3 Rastaban Chaoser Kf91 Rastaban – 1 Love1another Amber[light] – 2 Amber[light] Xelin DarthThienAn – 1 Youngminii Artanis[xp] – 1 Tree.hugger Brownbear – 1 ~opz~ | ||
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VayeshMoru
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Excellent work, to those who thought of the plan. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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The deed was done, the blade had fallen. Love1another’s green face gazed up at us from the bloodied basket. Our failure was apparent. The sight of blood unnerved us, and we all drew away from the bloody scene, it was then that the ground rumbled and Iaaan was sucked screaming into the ground. A bestial noise could be heard among the screams. We were not alone. As we all stared on in horror, LSB came forward offering us hope of potential salvation. From there he handed everyone a list of instructions to follow and the town fled to their homes for the night. It was well into the hours of the night when I left my home. I knew that to somehow confront the enemies hidden among us, and that of the beast below, we would need more information. There was only one way to do this and that was to look into the towns past, and dig into the atrocities of our forefathers. I moved steadily towards the town hall. Pulling a key from my pocket I unlocked the portal ahead of me and quickly moved inside sealing it shut behind me. Letting my eyes adjust to the new surroundings I pondered on the safety of my venture. Moving towards the archives, with a speed to my step, I slid into the room and flipped the light switch. Nothing happened. Panicking, I pulled my flashlight out and slowly moved into the stacks. I passed tax records, election results, and many other forms of clerical work. As I pushed myself deeper into the stacks, I noticed the empty shelves where the archives used to reside. A small puddle was at the base, and a series of small viscous drops lead away towards the far wall. Against better judgment I followed the trail, it lead out one of the windows, and down towards the edge of the town. Following it still, I found myself standing at the entrance to the abandoned mine used so long ago. At this point I looked around and once seeing a large enough rock, slid it into my pocket, snagged a large fallen branch and ventured forth. It didn’t take long to follow the trail throughout the winding tunnels of the mine. I found myself staring into a small room, which looked to have been recently cleared of debris. Scattered around it however were the missing books. Slowly looking around, I moved into the room, and slinging a bag off my shoulder, started to push gather a few of the books. It was then I heard the noise. A sound so fear inspiring I ran. I was halfway to the exit when I heard the crash and heavy thuds of something following me. I ran as fast as I could, clearing the exit of the mine and speeding towards the town. I felt something slam into my back sending me into the shrubs of the nearby music hall. Head spinning, I heard the sounds of heavy breathing and sniffing. I lay in fear. I could hear the shrubs being entered. I feared for my life. It was then a loud gunshot was heard, and the sounds of the creature moving away could be heard. It vanished almost as quickly as it had appeared. I was spared from it this night. Gazing out of my hiding spot, I saw a body slunk over a bench. Moving over to him, I looked at his face. It was the man who had been handing out instructions the night before. His neck had been slashed, as had the corners of his mouth. Fighting the urge to throw up, I ran, heading for home. As I passed chaosers home, I noticed something, his head smashed clearly through his front window with glass sticking into various points all along his face and head. Home at last. I had dropped the bag with the books back in the mine however. Whatever that creature was, it seemed to have an agenda of its own. | ||
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VayeshMoru
201 Posts
On August 09 2010 12:08 Chezinu wrote: Ok, let's have the conversation in public. I visited the scribe last night and saw nothing, yet the scribe claims to have visited someone last night. I am confused. I made no such claim, I merely chronicled the what happened as I looked for our past. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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To collect things from the archives. I would think as it is part of my story, and not within the parameters of the game the logic would be seen. I am ashamed I had not clarified that ahead of time sooner. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 04:12 ~OpZ~ wrote: What if Xelin is the framer... you think about that? That is not logically possible if the strategy employed was followed. A simple line of thought would make that clear. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 04:28 ~OpZ~ wrote: VayeshMoru Did Chezinu PM you after he tracked you? Has he PM'd you at all? If so, please grace us with the lies he's fed you. And since I haven't seen your name before, I'm assuming you don't play much. So you wouldn't understand Chezinu's playstyle. Chezinu is a liar. And the closest he comes to the truth is half. So please inform us of this. He has not been in communication to me on such a subject. We have merely discussed literature. I would hope you have gone back and read what I said just above however. It is rather pertinent. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 04:32 ~OpZ~ wrote: Good. You're here. And wrong. No. If Xelin was framer and visited someone NOBODY would know. Watcher watches people that visit him. Tracker follows Xelin. Detectives check Xelin. Framer visits somebody, without them knowing. Changes their alignment temporary, without them knowing. The tracker would know he visited somebody, but he wouldn't know what he did. He could either be a nosy neighbor, or the framer, or another blue role. Your logic is lacking on this matter. A simple understanding on how the abilities of a tracker works would let you understand this matter entirely. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 04:34 ~OpZ~ wrote: OI. you're right. If DT checked him. Lol. Oh well. Simple mistake to make. One must learn to read the past to make sense of the path we walk on. That is why a scribe has been needed. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 05:26 ~OpZ~ wrote: Still...Again, what if the DT's didn't follow the plan? Then a watcher would not have found the detective. A tracker in this case would be all that is needed to prove his legitimacy. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 05:29 ~OpZ~ wrote: To prove Xelin's legitimacy? What if Xelin is Nosy Neighbor/Framer? Does not matter. You fail to see the logic in this. A framer followed leads to a dead victim, not who he framed. The tracker would prove xelin town if xelin went out. No? | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 05:33 ~OpZ~ wrote: The Framer doesn't kill his victim. He just temporary makes him appear mafia to DT checks. So if Xelin went out, he is not confirmed if the framer is still alive. Incorrect. Re read the tracker role. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 05:42 iNfuNdiBuLuM wrote: The problem is that Chez said he Tracked you though> Why make the assumption of only one? | ||
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VayeshMoru
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On August 10 2010 05:50 ~OpZ~ wrote: I hate BC -________- A past revealed makes the present clouds partially disperse. | ||
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VayeshMoru
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Do they? or am i telling a story of a time long ago. My dear brother, only we shall know. | ||
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