Pixa wrote:I don't really see how you could assume that people not voting for DM is some kind of indicator that they're on a team. The bandwagon had basically no founding. I'd say the majority of people I see executed because they were disabled end up being innocent.
The bandwagon had founding. Again, at that point one of the (then 9) people I knew nothing about, was disabled in one of the nights there was no munching. Far far better than the useless random voting most of the game. I wasn't right about her being the muncher though.
When it comes down to it, DM was a case of numbers, Loser is a case of near-concrete proof.
Well, yeah, kinda leads onto my second point... except that she was evil. In reality, it was practically a random bandwagon, because disabling is such a flimsy piece of information.
Click the wonderful signature. You know you want to.
You all should really thank Miyu. Her seemingly annoying habit of rejecting bandwagons helped you close all windows and doors I could have jumped out of. I hate baddies who don't try to defend themselves, but I can see why they do so now. I'm a terrible liar, I have zero baddie experiance, my prepared fake role fell apart a while ago....
The above, and in honour of our host, I make you this offer: Let me live, and I'll assist the innocents. Someone in the grapevine is free to contact me.
Due to my really high sheild, you'll have a few days to think about it.
(and can you stop refering to me as the muncher? I find it degrading)
I would suggest that the following people: StuMan, Phoenix, Pixa, and so on who are in fact online at this time and after that admittal post proceed to vote now.
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Christopher wrote:I would suggest that the following people: StuMan, Phoenix, Pixa, and so on who are in fact online at this time and after that admittal post proceed to vote now.
Christopher wrote:I would suggest that the following people: StuMan, Phoenix, Pixa, and so on who are in fact online at this time and after that admittal post proceed to vote now.
But we have already voted!
Not for the confirmed, admitted baddie. At majority anyway now.
Votes, Day 11 loser (15) -- Mongrel, Christopher, Bruces Galore, Pink, machinedreams, Urthdigger, Chipper, averly, Syrill, loser, Dyl, pheonix, Pixa, loser, Miyu Christopher (1) -- Miyu machinedreams (1) -- StuMan No Execution (1) -- Byakuya San Miyu (1) -- Mongrel
22 players alive, majority is 12, 75% is 15 Execution, Day 11 -- Once again, the light poofed them to the Apple Orchard. Erwit Mayesti seemed pleased – a majority two days in a row. It certainly made things easier for her. “loser!” she called out joyfully, pointing towards the crowd. “Hey!” Syrill shouted. Erwit hadn't noticed she had been pointing at him. “I'm not a loser,” he said, pouting. pipsqueeek patted Syrill on the shoulders lightly. “No, no, she meant player-loser. She wasn't calling you a loser.” “Oh. Well, that makes sense,” Syrill said, and turned around. Indeed, loser was standing directly behind him. She stuck her tongue out at Syrill cheekily and then stepped forward. “loser, you have been accused of stealing my apples and attempting to steal my throne as well. How do you plead?” Erwit Mayesti asked, reading from a large scroll she had in her hands. “...not guilty?” loser said, totally confused. Erwit Mayesti looked up at loser, and then back at the list. “Oh, you're right. That was someone else. You've been put up for execution. How do you plead to that?” “...how do I plead for something other people have done?” loser asked, still confused. “No answer? You must be guilty! As you are guilty for being put up for execution, that is exactly what I shall do! Bwaha!” loser just stared. “Um.” Erwit Mayesti snapped her fingers, and one of the apple trees near loser bent down. It sort of swung itself twice – like a baseball player getting ready for a ball to come, and then the third time it let loose with a WHAM! It hit loser directly in the stomach, and sent her flying. StuMan whistled in appreciation – what a hit! Everyone watched as she flew up in the air, and counted the seconds until she landed. Ten... twenty... thirty... thirty-five... and then she landed with a BAM. Everyone watched, their breaths held, and then loser picked herself up and began dusting herself off. Once she was certain she had gotten most of the dust up, she turned towards them and shook her fist. Even though she was quite a distance away, they could still hear her shouts of anger.
Fine, you poked him in the shoulders. Feel better, Pip?
Night Scene, Night 11-- Twizzler was just about to fall asleep. In fact, she really thought there was a possibility of her having a good night's rest tonight. The reason? Well, she had put earplugs in so she wouldn't hear anyone screaming during the night. Unfortunately... she hadn't worn a night mask as well. All of a sudden, there was a bright flash, and it seemed almost as if the sun had come back up – perhaps even a bit brighter than that. Grumpily, she threw her sleeping bag over her eyes, but even though it was thick she could still see the light streaming through. She waited about five minutes, then realized whatever it was causing the light wouldn't let off.
A supernova has occurred, preventing anyone from sleeping or doing anything without noticed. As such, no night events have occurred.
Laq
