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[Cheeetar]

Well, seeing as to the number of people who want a new game I'm gonna reveal my role. I'm the protector. Last night, somebody tried to kill Kashyyk. I'm pretty sure it was Frelock.

[webadict]

Well, seeing as to the number of people who want a new game I'm gonna reveal my role. I'm the protector. Last night, somebody tried to kill Kashyyk. I'm pretty sure it was Frelock.

Not like it mattered. Kashyyk didn't do anything last night...

[Mephansteras]

  The day passes slowly, few people have the energy to talk and no one seems to have any good leads on who the cultist might be. As night draws near, you all become aware of eerie stillness.

  You step outside, and notice that the storm has stopped swirling around the island. Dark clouds have begun to gather above you instead, and as you watch you see flashes of lightning arc between the clouds. There is a rushing sound, and you see the sea begin to hiss and bubble just off shore.

  As you stand there, puzzled, a giant form rises up from the ocean. Its body is dark and mottled, its many arms covered with seaweed and barnacles. It's features are so horrible that your minds cannot hope to cope with it. It strides ashore, and not one of you can move. Your minds strain under the horrorible presence of this thing. It towers over you, the endless darkness of its eyes searching among you.

  Then, it reaches out and grasps Archangel. He shrieks in horror. You can hear him babbling. Something about a rite, about sacrifice, about being loyal. The creatures mouth opens, and you feel a trembling in your bones. You cannot actually hear what is said, the tone is too low,  but you get a sense of it in your minds. The ritual was botched, the sacrifice done poorly. The Great Old Ones are displeased, and it is the cultist who will now suffer their wrath.

  Grasping a writhing Archangel in one hand, the creature returns to the depths. The clouds and lightning fade, and eventually you find yourselves standing under a clear moonlit sky.

  Such an odd vacation. You find you really can't remember much of it, but you're sure it was pleasant and uneventful. You look around, a bit dazed, and wander back to your houses.

  Everything is normal...everything is normal....everything is...is....normal?



Hehe...never summon Great Old Ones, it never goes well.

So, yeah, we have a clear consensus that the game should end. I got a PM from Archangel saying he voted yes. So, we'll chalk that up as a victory for the town, if not a very good victory for the survivors.

Interesting game all around. Not the most successful, but I learned a lot about large games and low power roles, as well as balance issues between multiple scum teams.

Now, if people would go over and join the discussion thread we can decide if we want to keep the cultists around or not and see if there are any other changes we want to make. For one thing, do we want to cap the number of players?

I'll start a sign-up thread for round 8 once we've got a few things hashed out.

[ToonyMan]

YEAH.  I TOLD YOU SO.   



EDIT:  Yes, capping is good.

[Mr.Person]

Care to post all the PM's of this round?

[Mephansteras]

Hehe. Just about to.

Roles

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Doppelgangers
    Alexhans
    JanusTwoFace
    Org

  You three are normal doppelgangers. You awakened in a briny pool on this island a few days ago and ambushed a group of swimmers and took their identity. You're not sure what you are, exactly, nor are you sure why you're here. You are certain, however, that human flesh tastes awesome and that you crave more. With the storm clouds circling this island, you have a perfect opportunity to feast on a captive group of prey. Be careful, however, as these cultists are likely to be dangerous. Best to hunt them before they hunt you.

  Your Dopp chat is at: http://www.quicktopic.com/43/H/3khqBcBDL78w

----

Cult of the Great Old Ones
Rysith
    Cult Leader
Duke 2.0
    Cultist
Archangel
    Cultist

  You three are the Cult of the Great Old Ones. Lead by Rysith, your Leader, and using ancient texts and powerful rituals, you have begun the ritual to summon your ancient Masters to this realm. The storm surrounding this island is proof that your magic is working. Now, all you need to do is sacrifice enough souls to give your masters the power needed to enter this world. Human, Doppelganger, or Alien, it matters not. Kill them all, and let the world tremble before it's true masters! Each night you will capture a victim to sacrifice at the great alter. But be wary of these doppelgangers, for it is certain that they will be hunting you as you hunt them.

Your Cult Chat is at: http://www.quicktopic.com/43/H/pEVNW7aGPxjr

----

A_Fey_Dwarf
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

Beacon80
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

Cheeetar
    You are a police officer on vacation. You'd intended for this time to be spent fishing and getting your mind off a rather brutal shooting you were involved with. Instead, it seems you'll have to use your abilities to act as a Guardian for the innocent people on this island. Each night you may select one player to protect. You will be able to save them from one night kill that night. Hopefully it will be enough.

--

EchoP
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

Frelock
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

Kashyyk
    You are an FBI Agent who came to this island to investigate rumors of a dangerous Cult. Things are even worse then you thought, as they've obviously started some evil magic on this island, and there are signs that Doppelgangers have infested the island as well! You'll have to use your abilities to root out these foul creatures. Each night you may investigate a player to determine his race. Cultists will show up as human cultists instead of normal humans.

--

Mr.Person
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

NUKE9.13
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

Pandarsenic
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

R1ck
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

Servant Corps
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

SniHjen
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

ToonyMan
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

Twiggie
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

chaoticjosh
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

inaluct
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

--

webadict
    You are a regular Townsperson. You came here for a nice relaxing vacation, and instead you've found yourself caught up in some sort of bad horror movie. Or, it would be, if it weren't real. You'll have to use all your wits to get out of this alive!

[Mephansteras]

Night 1

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JanusTwoFace
  You splash along the beach, heading off to chaoticjosh's house. The storm-tossed skies block out any light from the stars and moon, but in your true form you have no need for light. As you approach his vacation house you slow down, and slowly inch forward. The house is on stilts, so you crawl down and go beneath the house. Listening carefully, you can hear his footsteps above you, pacing about the room. You wait patiently, and then burst upwards. The wood shatters above you, and you latch onto his legs before he can react. Pulling sharply, you drag your victim down underneath the house. He cries out, and tries to kick you away. With a hiss, you pull him forward, your claws digging into his legs and sides. Try as he might, he cannot get away. His screams of anguish as your teeth dig into his neck are music to your ears, the hot iron taste of blood is ambrosia. Soon his struggles cease, and you drag the body off to join the others. You will feast well on this human tonight.

  As you trudge through the sands, you feel a sharp pain in your arm. You glance down to see a dart embedded in it. Your arm starts to go numb, and you feel dizzy. You stumble a bit, and the world goes fuzzy. The body drops off your shoulder, and you find yourself kneeling in the sands. As you struggle to rise, you see a robed figure with a lantern approaching you. Your claws dig into the sand, and you try even harder to stand up, to fight. But it is no use, and you slump down onto the ground, unconscious.

  You awaken to find yourself strapped down onto a slab of stone. Three hooded figures stand around you, chanting in a strange tongue. You struggle against the bindings, but they are too tight. You hiss as one figure stands over you and raises a dagger. There is a sharp pain when the dagger stabs downward, and then a darkness filled with the gibbering voices of a thousand horrors.

--

Doppelgangers
  Janus never arrives. You get anxious, and head off to find out what happened. Near chaoticjosh's house you find a body in the sands and signs of another body having been dragged off. The body turns out to be josh himself, which makes you fear for Janus. Still, there is a fresh corpse here, and no reason to let it go to waste. You pick it up and head back to the meeting place. Perhaps Janus will join you later.

--

Chaoticjosh
  You pace around the room. This vacation is a disaster! Your mind spins as you try to figure out who else might be part of all of this. One doppelganger is dead, but you still have to find two more, plus these crazy cultists. You are snapped out of your reverie by the sound of shattering wood. A pair of pale hands grab onto your legs and you are dragged down under the house. You scream in pain as sharp claws did into your legs and draw you towards the monster. In the faint light coming down from the hole in the floor you see a featureless face and jagged teeth coming at you. A moment later, you hear yourself screaming and feel a sharp hot pain in your neck. The pain seems to last forever, but eventually you find your soul floating upwards into the night sky.
--

Kashyyk
  You decide to investigate SniHjen tonight. You snoop around his house for a bit, planting bugs and hidden cameras around. You then find a secluded spot behind a sand dune to watch everything. He doesn't do anything unusual though, and you determine that determine that he is just a regular human.

--

Cheeetar
  You stake out ToonyMan's house to make sure nothing happens to him. Fortunately your skills are unneeded.

--

Duke 2.0
  You find Janus walking by his house carrying a body. At least, you think it's Janus, as his features have vanished into the blank, pale face of a doppelganger. But it fits his cloths, at least. He hasn't noticed you yet, so you raise the dart gun in your hand and take aim. Even with the night winds, your aim is true, and he looks down to find a dart in his arm. You can see the drug take effect, first as he stumbles and then as he falls. He tries to rise, but the drug works well even against doppelgangers. Soon, he is unconscious, and you drag his body back to the others. Whomever he slayed will have to wait until morning, since his soul has already fled and is useless to your gods.

--

Cult
  Duke arrives with an unconscious doppelgagner slung over his shoulder. You quickly grab it and drag it down to the alter. Once strapped down, you prepare the ritual for the sacrifice. You don the sacred robes, drink the forbidden drinks of the ancient ones, and chant the words in the unspeakable tounge. The creature awakens near then end, but your bonds are too strong for it. It hisses as Rysith brings down the dagger, but its blood springs a dark red from the wound, and the gods seem pleased with the sacrifice.

Night 2

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Alexhans
  You head off to Rysith's house. Your thoughts are dark, with the loss of the others you are now the last of your kind. At least, as far as you know. When you reach his house, you kick down the flimsy door. It breaks in half as it falls to the ground.

  You see Rysith standing near a wall by the table. He spins as you break in, but his reactions are too slow to save him. All he can do is raise his arms as you rip into him with your claws. The bloodlust rises in you, and you grin with glee as he tried feebly to ward off your attacks. Eventually, you tire of the game and drag his throat towards your fangs. He screams in horror, breifly, before being silenced.

  You finish your meal there and head home. No reason to leave the house, since there was no one to share the meal with. You dump the uneaten remains in a tide pool as you leave. Let the crabs have the rest.

  As you near your house you feel a sting in your back. You struggle to grab hold of it, to find out what stung you, but you can't quite reach it. As you struggle you feel yourself growing drowsy, your muscles weakening. A drug of some sort. You look around, trying to find your attacker, but you cannot sense anyone close by. Your thoughts grow fuzzy, and you collapse to the ground.

  When you awaken, you see a robed figure before you. He chants in a strange tounge. You try to get up, to attack him, but you find that you are bound to whatever it is you're lying on. Your anger mounts as you realize that you are about to receive the same fate that Janus did. Your struggles increase, but your muscles are still too weak from the drug to break free. Your last vision is of a dagger heading towards your chest, while strange words echo in your mind. There is a sharp pain when the dagger stabs into your heart, and then a darkness filled with the gibbering voices of a thousand horrors.

--

Rysith
  You sit at your table, a glass of red wine in your hand and the remains of a frozen dinner in front of you. The storm you summoned has been necessary, but it does have a few drawbacks. A lack of decent food one of them. No matter, once you summon up one of the ancient gods you'll have rewards that make such things trivial.

  You get up and stretch. You have a little while yet before Archangel will return with the body of Alexhans for you to sacrifice. Perhaps you should sharpen your dagger. Wouldn't want the ceremony to be flawed in any way. As you make your way over to the hidden compartment in the wall, your door is shattered. You whirl to see a doppelganger rushing towards you. You barely have time to react before it is upon you. Hot pain flashes throughout your body as it claws at you, your arms scored time and time again as you try to fend off the blows. Eventually, it grabs hold of you and pulls you forward. Your last sight is off a mouthfull of pointed teeth heading for your neck.

--

Archangel
  You stake out Alexhan's house. He's not home when you get there, so you sit and wait. Eventually, he shows up in his true doppelganger form. His clothing is bloody, revealing that he's finished feeding for the night. You fire your tranq gun at him, grinning as he tries franticly to remove the dart lodged in his back. After a few moments, he falls to the ground unconscious. You drag him off to the alter for sacrifice. You bind him to the alter and wait for Rysith. And wait. And wait. Eventually, you conclude that he was Alex's last victim. A shame, but it does mean that any rewards from the ancient gods will be yours and yours alone. You find a dagger and proceed with the sacrifice, grinning down at the struggling doppelganger. You hope the gods find his blood extra-sweet.

--

Kashyyk
  You stage out EchoP's house, planting bugs and hidden cameras around. You then find a secluded spot on the porch of an unused house to sit and watch. He doesn't do anything unusual though, and you determine that he is just a regular human.

--

Cheeetar
  You hang out around Kashyyk's house for the night, keeping a wary eye out for any doppelgangers or cultists that might be around. Fortunately, the only thing you see moving is a few storm-tossed leaves and a soda can.

--

Night 3

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Archangel
  You decide to take Kashyyk's blood for the gods tonight. You cautiously make your way across the sand dues towards his house. You really can't afford to take any risks at this point.

  As you get closer, you hear a gunshot echo out over the sand dunes. You drop down, and peer over the edge of the dune you're behind. You can see a faint figure near Kashyyk's house, aiming a gun towards you. Another gunshot cracks through the night, and you see a puff of sand a few feet away. Deciding that discretion is the better part of valor, you stealthily make your way back home. Looks like you'll need to find a different victim tomorrow night.

--

Kashyyk
  You're tired. It's been a stressful few days, and all you really want to do tonight is sit down with a cold beer and forget it all. But you really should go off and see about finding that cultist. The longer you wait the more innocent people are going to die.

  As you start to gather your things, you hear gunshots from outside. You quickly duck down out of sight, and wait for awhile. Eventually, you determine that whatever was going on out there is done. However, you also decide that venturing out tonight might be a bit unwise. You'll try again tomorrow night.

--

Cheeetar
  You hang out around Kashyyk's house for the night, keeping a wary eye out for any doppelgangers or cultists that might be around. As you make circles around the area, you spot a figure in robes making its slow way across the sand dunes. A cultist! You take out your trusty pistol and fire a shot at him. The figure looks around, and drops behind a nearby sand dune. Rats, must have missed him. you think to yourself. You fire off another shot at the bits of robe that you think you can see poking up, but you just hit sand. Hard to fire accurately at night with all this wind.

  You peer into the night a while longer, but it looks like the figure is gone. Well, at least Kashyyk is safe tonight.

[ToonyMan]

Too many townies for my taste.

[Servant Corps]

Don't forget Dead Chat.

[Mephansteras]

Oh, yeah. Sorry about that. Busy morning.

Dead Chat:   http://www.quicktopic.com/43/H/KF49rggZ5cqbT
Dopp Chat:   http://www.quicktopic.com/43/H/3khqBcBDL78w
Cult Chat:   http://www.quicktopic.com/43/H/pEVNW7aGPxjr

[Servant Corps]

To servant corps I answer:

I would take his offer when there was a chance that I might pull through this game... I won't get betrayed by a survival alien that will gain much more from a dopp lynch than anything else.

You guys are too trustful to think that one is gonna compromise his last stand because he is offered a mild possibility. SC had much more chances working with town.

I needed to get down to aprox. 7 people to contact him as a dopp.

The Survivior Alien would have only sold you out when the Cultists were dead. As it stands, I thought you would work with the Town to defeat the common enemy: The Cultists. It was the Cultists that eventually killed you, not the Town. Oh well.

Also, I'll roleclaim now. I'm not the Survivor Alien. I'm the Townie. I fake-roleclaimed to try and lure the Doppelgangers to contact me so that I can betray them, as well as to avoid getting lynched on D1. It was not a good strategy (a Vanillia Townie should rather get lynched than to lie about their role), but I did it nevertheless.

I'm glad that the Doppelgangers trusted my fake-roleclaim and that we lynched Org rather than me, but overall, the fake-roleclaim was a waste.

[Alexhans]

Too many townies for my taste.

It is clear that you have a bad taste

@Servant:  Dude... you realize you were just trying to stab me in the back?  I did very good in not trusting you.  Fakeclaiming like that is pretty anti-town.  You were lucky to pull it off.  If Cult and Dopps hadn't killed each other you would've looked scummier and possibly been lynched.  I honestly believed that you were a survial alien because I was sure that the cultists had some sort of PR and that would've balanced with having a survival alien to help the dopps.

Also, what if there was a REAL survivor alien?  What would've happened then?

@MOD:  What's up with an attempt of a kill working like a block??? That's not in the rules.  That was just invented by you.   That's uncool.  You take to much liscence to decide that kind of stuff.  Same as you did when the Dopp kill overrid the Exterminator (solifuge) kill in round... 2?
EDIT: Never mind...

Also... Why on earth did the cultists had a Godfather and we didnt?  There was no survivor alien so we could not balance it that way.  We should've gotten 1 PR to balance with the cultists additional PR. 

The game was interesting but I'd rather go back to scum vs town.  As I predicted.  Cross kills were in order.

[ToonyMan]

Alexhans, why you keep bashing me dude?

[Mr.Person]

Alexhans, I think Kashyyk didn't action.

[Alexhans]

Alexhans, why you keep bashing me dude?

You ask for it.  You can't play both sides of the coin...

First you are acted all cocky and annoying... Pulling that stunt on Duke was uncool.  Then you begged for forgiveness.  After being horribly wrong and anti-town you pretend to have been playing a great game or knowing who the scum was.

Finally, have you even read mafia theory and balancing issues to suggest the amount of townies?  Humbleness may be hard but it works sometimes. 

If you enjoy getting unbeatable roles and winning a game because a setup is broken (eg: pirate 2) then you shouldn't talk about balance because you just enjoy winning.  Winning is fun.  But winning a fair game where everyone enjoys himself is much better.  Hell, losing that kind of game is funny too (after your body loses all it's warmth and desire for revenge )

Alexhans, I think Kashyyk didn't action.

mmmm... it seems you're right... Why didn't he gave meph his action beforehand

Meph...  Reading roles is confusing... Next time I want a comprised list of actions and results like in a certain google doc...