Day ends in just under 24 hours so I think it's to the point where we need to make a decision. This is a very difficult point in the game as we have to get it right. It would be best to get rid of Trigs, as he has not said a single thing, but I don't want to waste a vote like that when we aren't sure if he's actually mafia. If he's not, then policy lynching him will just screw us over. I think it's kind of suspicious that out of nowhere Midnight just started voicing a not quite positive voice about Cal while saying she doesn't necessarily think Zelda is mafia when most everyone else has said they find her pretty suspicious. Especially when she said "thoughts on everyone," but then only mentioned the two of them. That's a protection thing. The only part really throwing me off is the fact that she was only the 3rd person to vote Tummer. It wasn't like she was backed into a corner and was forced to vote him, she was the one that set the precedence that he had to be the next to go by being the middle - most vote. I am really at a loss with this mafia team, but my instincts are telling me that it's Midnight and Zelda; though the strange gameplay has a shred of doubt clinging to the back of my mind. ##Vote: Zelda
In the case against Zelda, I think these are both good points. As I was reading through, she had a lot of budding with Key as well. Budding is a big mafia tell. Mafia members are comfortable enough to talk casually with other players because they know they are the bad guy. The one thing that leaves me a bit unsure is that the top two mafia suspects right now are Zelda and Trigger, but I get the feeling that if one of them is mafia, the other isn't. They've both posed rather half-hearted cases against one another. I don't think they would go back and forth the way they have if they were both mafia. Considering neither of them were really under suspicion all that much early on, they wouldn't have wanted to draw attention to their fellow mafia members that quickly. @Zelda Please do not twist my meaning of a No Lynch. I never said I wanted a No Lynch, I simply said it might be a better option. Yes, that gives the mafia a free kill, but it doesn't risk us losing two townies in one night. I voted because we were one vote away from having a lynchee and I wasn't just going to let it sit like that. Bear in mind there was one member that did not vote in the previous day cycle. Had I not voted at all, it would have been worse than voting No Lynch. I'm glad we killed a Mafia member, especially the Godfather, though that has little meaning now that the Cop is dead. I don't think anyone's thoughts are ridiculous, I just felt that there was less substantial posts to use as reference than there should have been. This is the most important piece of information at the moment: First of all, Trigs never voted. That's a major flag. However, I'm not sure which is the bigger flag, Trigs not voting or Zelda being the last vote before me. Unless a mafia member is confirmed, they never want to swoop in and be the Hammer Drop, because that person will typically be the one that fingers are pointed at. Since Tummer ended up being Mafia, I fortunately wasn't chided for dropping the hammer. If a mafia member has to vote for a fellow mafia member, they always want to be 2nd or 3rd to last to vote. It's safer for them that way. I'm having a hard to actually deducing the voting list because pretty much everyone voted Tummer and the only people that didn't were Cal and Tummer. Normally, that would mean Cal has a high probability of being mafia as well, but most everyone seems to believe she is town. Going to start like this: People everyone believe to be town/confirmed town - Calxiyn Midnight Al Unconfirmed/Suspicious - Zelda Trigger Me I know I'm town, which means that the remaining mafia is either Zelda & Trigger and they are just bickering to save themselves, or either Midnight or Calxiyn is lying and doing a great job at deceiving everyone else. In the end, the only person I can trust is myself, which puts me in a difficult situation. I can trust Al as a townie, but without him believing that I am also town, it's troublesome.
// Sigh // I was using the time to read the thread but now there isn't much left. I feel like the last couple of days went by pretty quickly somehow and yet barely anything was said. I wanted to hold off on voting quite yet because there really wasn't a lot of solid evidence brought against Tummer, just one post by Mish, but now it's too late. There are two votes left to be placed -- myself included -- and everyone just seems frazzled. Honestly, at this point it would probably be better to have a No Lynch because it would give us one more day to try and guess a Mafia member rather than being done today, but since there hasn't been any discussion on that topic, I'm not going to swoop in at the last moment and fuck with the game that everyone else has been playing for some time now. With that, I'll go with the consensus, though I don't know how good it will be. ##Vote: Risky Biznu
#NEET
I bought a grab bag from one of the artist booths at Daisho Con a week and a half ago and in it was a free Chibi Commission and I just received the email with the finished product and omf so cute. Spoiler: Tigre icypanther
He wasn't actually confirmed town, but I was saying that he is/I am.
Calxiyn Zelda Mish Midnight Star Cat~ - Father Trebón, murdered Night 2 al215 KeyToTruth12 - Abigail Summers, lynched Day 2 Judge Sunrose - Marshall Travers, murdered Night 1 Spike h y u g e Trigger Moksha - Franklin Zaffo, lynched Day 1 Risky Biznu (tummer) I've kept my eye on the thread, but haven't really read much of what has been going on lately, just skimming. I am, however, aware that we lost the Cop role. It's unfortunate that Cat's reveal didn't give us any real information. If we don't get a mafia member today, then the town will lose. There are eight people left. Three of them are mafia. One of them has the bulletproof vest. Spike was a townie which leaves seven unidentified people; giving us a 43% chance of guessing a correct mafia member. I have basically disregarded everyone's suspicions up to this point because the majority of the thread was nonsense and one - liner posts that don't actually provide any circumstantial evidence. It seems like without someone taking the position as the leader, nothing gets done -- how unfortunate. If everyone could provide me with their top three mafia reads thus far and why, that would be wonderful. There's no room for error today.
Yeah. Once Upon a Time was pretty sad too, but Walking Dead killed me.
// sobs uncontrollably // #MidSeasonFinales
Everyone knows that's not real English. Jake, no one asked for your opinion. Nein.
No. They are pigtails. Twintails is just poor translation. Get out, Below.
The fact that they are trying to 'protect the power of pigtails' and aliens came to remove pigtails from the planet was just too much.
I watched the first episode, but couldn't believe the extent of ridiculousness and couldn't keep going.
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SATURDAY Half day remedial classes only; mandatory for those that maintain below a C average. Morning light shone through the large bedroom windows and Cal shielded her eyes. She rolled between the sheets of her bed and into the sleeping figure beside her. A sleepy smile parted her lips and she kissed the man between his shoulder blades lightly. "Good morning Caius," she whispered before crawling out of bed. Cal was almost always up first. It seemed like she had been rising earlier and earlier as of late. Her red - eyed gaze drifted back to the man in the bed as she moved to the closet to dress. She had been intending on having a field trip to town to take her mind off of things. Anyone that wished to come that wasn't in remedial lessons was allowed to attend. The adults were free to come and go from the school as they pleased, but the young Nephilim and angels were to be chaperoned whenever they left the school. There were still people out there that didn't agree with their existence, and most still were incapable of fully controlling their powers. She sifted through the closet for something to wear. They needed supplies for next week's party. Cal was in charge of party planning -- she was in charge of most everything. Harbonah was basically a figurehead. She held the title of 'being in charge,' but Cal did all of the work. She didn't mind most of the time, but the additional workload was starting to take its tole on her; not that she would say anything about it. She just needed to prioritize. Cal sat down to slip on her shoes and glanced over at Caius again. They had been drifting again. She blamed herself, but could tell there was something he wasn't saying as well. They always seemed to do this. One hundred years and the only one that was ever capable of being open and honest was Anna. Cal always envied her for that. She never understood how the raven - haired Nephilim woman was capable of being so entirely different from the rest of them. She stood to inspect herself in the mirror and nodded once at her reflection in the mirror. Cal needed to try more and she knew it. Somehow she needed to stop focusing on her sister, but it was consuming her. "What am I going to do?" she asked herself in the mirror.
Morning light shone through the large bedroom windows and Cal shielded her eyes. She rolled between the sheets of her bed and into the sleeping figure beside her. A sleepy smile parted her lips and she kissed the man between his shoulder blades lightly. "Good morning Caius," she whispered before crawling out of bed. Cal was almost always up first. It seemed like she had been rising earlier and earlier as of late. Her red - eyed gaze drifted back to the man in the bed as she moved to the closet to dress. She had been intending on having a field trip to town to take her mind off of things. Anyone that wished to come that wasn't in remedial lessons was allowed to attend. The adults were free to come and go from the school as they pleased, but the young Nephilim and angels were to be chaperoned whenever they left the school. There were still people out there that didn't agree with their existence, and most still were incapable of fully controlling their powers. She sifted through the closet for something to wear. They needed supplies for next week's party. Cal was in charge of party planning -- she was in charge of most everything. Harbonah was basically a figurehead. She held the title of 'being in charge,' but Cal did all of the work. She didn't mind most of the time, but the additional workload was starting to take its tole on her; not that she would say anything about it. She just needed to prioritize. Cal sat down to slip on her shoes and glanced over at Caius again. They had been drifting again. She blamed herself, but could tell there was something he wasn't saying as well. They always seemed to do this. One hundred years and the only one that was ever capable of being open and honest was Anna. Cal always envied her for that. She never understood how the raven - haired Nephilim woman was capable of being so entirely different from the rest of them. She stood to inspect herself in the mirror and nodded once at her reflection in the mirror. Cal needed to try more and she knew it. Somehow she needed to stop focusing on her sister, but it was consuming her. "What am I going to do?" she asked herself in the mirror.
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