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[Persus13]

Just end the day.

[Tiruin]

Just end the day.

I can't do it now because I'm busy :I
^{And busy meaning too busy to make a 30-minute post. Sorry.}

[TheDarkStar]

Can you declare the day over right now and then write up the post later?

[Tiruin]

I thought it was declared back-
>_<
Right.

All posts after Silthuri's Shorten back there, please edit it out (except you, Superblackcat)

All those who are able, please submit night actions.

[Tiruin]

The call of a snow owl echoed in the twilight.

At the entrance to the Underground, a score of people were dispersing, now under protocol red. Having submitted the details in subtlety, Tiruin gathers their notes and reads them only after bidding the resident psychologist, Persus13, away with a smile.

Until she felt a rap of metal on her shoulder, only to see Nerjin wearing a world-weary smile back.
"So, Krevsin?"
"He's the one marked. I need a search of his belongings and his identity."
"Already done."

Tiruin gave Nerjin a curious expression.
"I had only authorized it now."
"Done, as in, Krevsin is gone. I've...handled the matter."

He showed what was in his hand--no wonder it felt metallic.

"That's a sigil of the special forces."
"Yes. Apparently, we're not only attracting the attention of the government and the Department of Philantrophy."
"It's Philanthropy."
"It's also intentionally misspelled."

Time passed as the sun drew closer to the horizon, blanketing the snow with deeper hues of the coming night, emphasized by the glistening white and the cold atmosphere. The two stood in silence before Tiruin spoke.

"No documents? Evidence? Findings?"

Nerjin did not reply, but stared into the distance. She could understand--the man had gone through much in his life, and yet he still had his duty to another person.

Tiruin tapped his shoulder and asked, "Does this mean we're compromised?"
Nerjin gave a slight nod, with a raise of his eyebrows. "Only time will tell, though I have a...certain feeling about this. It is good."

Nerjin cast his gaze, which Tiruin followed, and saw the setting sun brighten the horizon in amber hues. The Instructor sighed as he mimicked the sound of the snowy owl, and Tiruin could only note the feeling in his tone. Stress, fatigue and the weariness brought about by conflict of the thought. It was deeper than any tangible force she could imagine.

"So...what now?"
"We continue our efforts. Duty beckons."

He clasped her hand and gave her a wry smile.
"Glory to Xlixia."
"Da. Glory to Xlixia."

Vote standings:

• (0) tn5421 -
• (0) Worldmaster27 -
• (1) McDonald - TheDarkStar
• (0) TheDarkStar -
• (0) Cptn Kaladin Anrizlokum -
• (5) Krevsin - McDonald, Cptn Kaladin Anrizlokum, Silthuri, Worldmaster27, tn5421
• (0) Silthuri -

Day 2 has begun and will end at September 9, 2014 [Tuesday]  9:00 pm [GMT//UTC +8]

Extension requests: 0
Shorten requests: 4 5

3 votes needed to extend the day
4 votes needed to shorten the day

Praise be, for zombie urist's LurkerTracker!

Krevsin has been lynched!
He was a Cop

Pseudonym: Krevsin
Profession: Spetsnaz Undercover Agent
Cover Occupation: General Translator

The Printing Press of Xlixia has always been the source of wisdom, news and opinions for the people to ponder about. You are employed as a linguistic translator, having persuaded the higher-ups in the Press of the capabilities and power of translated and natural languages. You are a man of insight, though tempered by your duty and open-mind--having seen the tyranny of the government. You work towards your own goal with a sect of the military, though to prove something that is a rarity in history: to fight and win through word alone, where guns and force is a common solution.

There only lies determination, wisdom and a will to persevere. Your life is what you make of it, and in these troubled times, you must stand firm. You have a choice--that is something that will never be taken from you. Your tongue is your sword and your mind is your shield.

You carry a radio set and a set of encoded documents, connecting your status and authority with the rebellion.

You are town. Each night, you can inspect a fellow player in order to see their alignment.

Wincondition: You win when all of the mafia have been eliminated.

The game has entered the night phase. No person may post during the night phase and the thread will be locked to ensure such.

Please submit your actions via PM, if any. The Night will end at the time stated or until all probable actions are sent in.

Night will end at approximately September 7, 9:00pm GMT +8
Day 2 will begin at that time [with the weekend time not counted], meaning it technically starts at Monday, 9pm but it opens at Sunday.

Have a nice weekend, everyone.

[Tiruin]

The morning comes--several days since the start of the first meeting. Tiruin stands on top of a boulder, marking the perimeter entrance to the Underground clad in harlequin garb, camouflaging her in the snowy environment. She raises her binoculars as Nerjin comes up from behind with a radio set.

"Fifteen people on the approach, no signs on the horizon of smoke or debris."
"Mirror. Radio frequencies are silent on all fronts but the decrypted media. It seems the locals have indicated a raid in the southern districts."

Tiruin sighed. From seventeen to fifteen. The workforce was dwindling.

"Only essential personnel are being wiped from the slate. If we are already compromised, why isn't the enemy making their move."
"Perhaps they already know of us, and are using us as a perceived pawn in the plot. We only have our voices as weapons, no access to arms and armor, and a radio network to the other fronts."
"And as an IC, you aren't obliged to follow in our footsteps. The Philosophers were always on that level: neutrality."

Tiruin sighed.

"When is it right to take a stand?"
"When matters little--what matters is how, and I've made my decision ever since the...attack."
"Which you still will not divulge to me, or to anyone else?"

Nerjin only smiled.

"And yet there is the Psychologist, and your friend. Where do they stand?"
"Only to show that war can be won without a single shot fired. That the prowess of man's intelligence can overcome the fueled rage and oppression of attitudes so chaotic, that they create these wars."
"...So shall we begin the operation? A pre-emptive strike, given these conditions?"
"We have no choice but."

He picked up the radio again, and began moving the frequency.

"246.01, set."
"Give us a couple days more. We need this time."
"For what purpose? To tell the people? They already know how far the government will go to silence dissidents to their cause--no matter how black it is."
"And those who do so are only doing their jobs. Very different from those who dictate so."
...
"Have you decoded the documents?"
"Yes, there is still hope. But we must continue with protocol--see what happens at the end of today."


Vote standings:

• (0) tn5421 -
• (0) Worldmaster27 -
• (0) McDonald -
• (0) Cptn Kaladin Anrizlokum -
• (0) Silthuri -

Day 3 has begun and will end at September 11, 2014 [Thursday]  9:00 pm [GMT//UTC +8]

Extension requests: 0
Shorten requests: 0

2 votes needed to extend the day
3 votes needed to shorten the day

Praise be, for zombie urist's LurkerTracker!

TheDarkStar has been [killed] in the night!
He was a Vanilla Townie

Pseudonym: TheDarkStar
Profession: Astrologer/Meteorologist
The Printing Press of Xlixia has always been the source of wisdom, news and opinions for the people to ponder about. You are employed as a general writer and meteorologist, able to watch the skies to predict good days for the sale of your paper in subtlety--especially in these dark times. You have applied to this post due to past experiences, rather unstated in the resume, as your past was one of peace and intellectual bliss. You are a man of forewarning and experience--having been entrusted books and education in your youth, though tempered by a creative and quick-learning mind. There is much ahead in your life, and several times have you thought about that.

There only lies determination, wisdom and a will to persevere. Your life is what you make of it, and in these troubled times, you must stand firm. You have a choice--that is something that will never be taken from you. Your tongue is your sword and your mind is your shield.

With knowledge of the weather and skies, you are a vital though subtle asset to the rebellion. Your knowledge spans high and above that of the governments, and your job as a freelance contributor to the scientific fields is quite a boon to the people--one less mind controlled by the tyranny that oppresses the masses.

You are town.

Wincondition: You win when all of the mafia are eliminated.

[Worldmaster27]

Well, my shot in the dark was right...

McDonald: Care to defend your accusations? Not that I think you can, you're pretty obviously scum, but let's hear it.

[McDonald]

I just had a feeling... I was sure that Krevsin is scum! His lurking, no cases, unnoticeability! Doesn't that look scummy to you?

[Worldmaster27]

McDonald:
...That it? Because your "feeling" lynched the cop.

You could at least put some effort into this.

On his lurking, yes he was earlier but in his request for a replacement he explained that he was having internet problems. His unnoticeability was primarily on account of his lack of posts, so pretty much just the same thing.

As for no cases, he was probably just waiting until he found mafia during the night. Or rather, until he investigated you.

Cptn, Silthuri, tn5: Thoughts? Questions for McDonald?

[Cptn Kaladin Anrizlokum]

The fact that McDonald said he was a cop? Obviously lies now, but... I mean, at least make an effort.

Now the question remains, who is the other scum? Worldmaster, who do you think?
PFP

[TheDarkStar]

It was sad, but not unexpected. It was inevitable. Not a day ago, I died.

Well, good luck town; go find the scum.

[Worldmaster27]

Cptn: My first thought is Silthuri, because of her lurking and general inactivity.

I'm unsure of tn5, since s/he hasn't done anything. However, thinking back on it, I am now suspicious of Shamrock's attacks on her for the slip up. We now know that Shamrock was scum (based on McDonald's actions), so I'm wondering if his attacks were intended to distance himself from her or vice versa. They could have planned it or just gone with it, but I think it is a bit odd in hindsight.

You yourself need to post more so I can decide if you're scum or not. For now, only slight suspicions; probably the least scummy out of everyone atm.

PPE: DarkStar: Thank you for your contributions. Your prowess will be missed.

[tn5421]

I used my Jailkeep ability on McDonald last night, it is not possible that he performed the kills.

[tn5421]

My Name is Immaterial has been lynched!
He was a Vanilla Townie
Nerjin has been [killed] in the night!
He was a Vanilla Townie
Krevsin has been lynched!
He was a Cop
TheDarkStar has been [killed] in the night!
He was a Vanilla Townie

Just saying, McDonald, that you should probably get a sig.
Keep looking for interesting quotes; like I did for mine.

My view of what's going on: McD has a guilty on our homeboy Krevsin.
Clearly we are waiting on Silthuri to reverse his 'oppose shorten' vote to end the day.
Don't need to waste time updating me; I did read most of the thread.  And hopefully we get another replacement.

Going to look to see if Krevsin crumbed any results.

[McDonald]

JK, MCD? Is this some secret message?

 You are boned too for revealing.