I know it might seem odd because he cast the killing vote for Comprox, but he might of known he would die and just be trying to save face. Along with my own suspicions about his behavior(I was preaty right about comprox) and Swift's new info, I'l be casting my vote for <b>BadKarma</b>. By the way, if I die tonight my last suspicion is Quananut.
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
I'd like to remind y'all that Swift has no proof that he's been talking to any seer. Also, now that he's finally come out and accused someone, I hope any players with roles think hard about contacting him like he asked.
I have been speaking with someone who claims they are the seer, and also someone who has claimed to be the psycic. I can't be sure they acctually are the seer, and that is why I am asking to be contacted, even if I am contacted anounomously I will take it into consideration, although there is less I can do with an anonomous contact then one that isn't. If you don't trust me, so be it, I am a willing mayrter if it means the humans win the game.
That being said, I have been given no reason whatsoever to make me belive that the professor of seerdom is not being honest to me, and thus I recommend that badkarma is killed as soon as possible, since the person I belive to be the seer has said outright that he is a wolf.
AbraWould you kindlyJoin Date: 2003-08-17Member: 19870Members
i vote for <b>BadKarma</b> iam feeling really confused right now, but a hour ago i think my brain found some half reason for it to be a vote - gotta kill SOMEONE.
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
edited February 2005
I am shocked by how easily swayed some of you people are. What have I done to incriminate myself? What are you people reacting on, other than what some guy said, without any proof to back up what he's saying? Use your noggins.
AbraWould you kindlyJoin Date: 2003-08-17Member: 19870Members
<!--QuoteBegin-BadKarma+Feb 17 2005, 02:16 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BadKarma @ Feb 17 2005, 02:16 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> I am shocked by how easily swayed some of you people are. What have I done to incriminate myself? What are you people reacting on, other than what some guy said, without any proof to back up what he's saying? Use your noggins. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> who should i vote for then? tell me
You haven't incriminated yourself, why on earth WOULD a wolf incriminate themself?
You have played a fairly quiet unnassuming game, following the crowd in terms of voting and not really being quick to express opinions or jump to conclusions. Given you aren't the only player to play that kind of game, at least a few of the human players are doing the same thing, but you haven't done anything drastic or held any stance that would make me belive you couldn't be a skilled wolf.
I'm still not changing my vote, but I just wanted to point out that for a wolf to incriminate themself is suicide, so they are probably the LEAST likely players in the game to do it.
The seer has told me you are a wolf, and I have released that information, fully willing to die for the cause. I leave it to the will of the people to decide what to do.
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
Please note how many times "willing to die for the cause" or something to that effect has appeared in Swift's posts. He's trying to sell that pretty hard i'd say.
I'll vote for <b>BadKarma</b>, because of Swift's reasons. I'm being torn right now, Swift might just be a really smart wolf, playing a ploy so obvious that nobody suspects him. But, foolish as I am, I trust him for now.
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
Well, ive played my hand, im now at the mercy of the masses. If I do die, which seems fairly likely, I hope y'all remember this, and keep Swift at the front of your mind.
<!--QuoteBegin-BadKarma+Feb 17 2005, 07:29 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BadKarma @ Feb 17 2005, 07:29 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Well, ive played my hand, im now at the mercy of the masses. If I do die, which seems fairly likely, I hope y'all remember this, and keep Swift at the front of your mind. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> I wouldn't have it any other way.
ByekaName changed from Freak83TorontoJoin Date: 2003-03-13Member: 14484Members, Constellation
<span style='font-size:15pt;line-height:100%'>IT IS NOW NIGHT FOUR, NO POSTING.</span>
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They heard the door being ripped open from the room <i>Renegade</i> had been torn apart in. “Run!” ordered <i>Isamil</i>.
They had to escape now, whatever it was – and it sounded big. Could easily be heard running towards them, and by the sounds of it, a few pistols would be no match for it. They would need bigger machinery. Not knowing where they were heading, they ran into the first room they saw. And just to their luck, it looked like it had a heavy duty door. <i>Isamil</i> ran in first, followed by <i>Abra</i> and quickly everyone else. “That’s everyone! Close it!” barked <i>Mantrid</i>.
“Wait for me!” They heard. A short distance away was <i>BadKarma</i> running towards them. “I tripped, wait!”
As he ran towards the room, everyone nodded. It would be <i>BadKarma</i> who they chose to kill next. As he took a leap towards the room, <i>Swiftspear</i> smashed his elbow through a glass plate hitting a button labeled ‘Emergency Override’. The door slammed slut just as <i>BadKarma</i> ran it, most of him made it through but it shut near his right ankle, smashing his foot like a pancake. “AHHH!!!” he screamed in pain. “Help me!”
“We would, but we’ve decided that you’re a spy. So sorry.” <i>ZupiCo</i> said.
He shot <span style='color:red'>BadKarma</span> in the face as blood squirted over everyone.
“Ugh nasty…” commented <i>Quaunaut</i> shaking blood off his shirt.
Ignoring the site, they turned to face the room they had just run into. They did not like what they saw. Straight ahead of them were body bags hanging from the ceiling. “Jesus, there must be over a hundred of them.” Said <i>RobbyC</i>.
<i>wnn</i> bravely walked over to one to look at it. He saw everyone staring at him like he was crazy. “They won’t come to life you know, everything in this place that can kill us seems to be already among the living.”
Cautiously everyone else walked towards them and started looking for – anything. <i>Mantrid</i> grabbed the zipper on one and opened it up. Out fell a sterilized human corpse, it didn’t move. He picked up a tag from the inside; hidden like someone didn’t want it found, and read on it out loud “Specimen A-2. Human Bioform: Initial stage. Open up one of these on the next row <i>Petco</i>.” He said.
<i>Petco</i> did so and read on the next tag, “Specimen B-2. Human-B Bioform: Small mutations.”
Following suite, <i>Condizzle</i> opened one next in line. Out fell a duplicate of the creature they had killed earlier. “Specimen C-2. Valersti: Strong mutations confirmed.” <i>Condizzle</i> spun around and faced everyone. “What have they been doing here!?”
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It is now Night Four. I need PM(‘s) from the Seer (if alive), the Guardian (if alive), and (any remaining) wolves. The Psychic (if alive) will be getting their third PM from me tonight regarding the number of remaining wolves.
Night ends when I get the PM(‘s) and have a chance to post the next story.
(Sorry for the delay, I got pizza and lost track of time <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo--> )
ByekaName changed from Freak83TorontoJoin Date: 2003-03-13Member: 14484Members, Constellation
<span style='font-size:15pt;line-height:100%'>IT IS NOW DAY FOUR, POST AWAY.</span>
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “What have they been doing here!?” <i>Condizzle</i> questioned.
As if it was responding to him, a muffled voice appeared out of the body bag the last specimen had come out of. Curious, <i>Condizzle</i> reached into the bag and pulled out a tape recorder which had somehow had gotten hit on play. Everyone froze to listen to the voice talking.
“…as if they thought we would do anything else. Last night we intercepted a message, it came from a nearby home. It sounded like the residents had been attacked by a Valersti. It shouldn’t have been seen but nevertheless, it was obedient. It obeyed our commands. We just have to test it on Specimen F-5 now, perhaps our greatest achievement. If all goes well we can begin selling the new virus to the highest bidder. I wouldn’t expect anything less than a billion dollars…”
Suddenly the creature below <i>Condizzle</i> sprung to life with a huge roar knocking the recorder out of his hands and smashing it against the wall. The beast was quickly silenced with several pistol shots from various agents. “Did you hear what that recording said? They can control these things! They must have told it to destroy that tape before we could get more info out of it!” shouted <i>Abra</i>.
“It said Specimen F-5, let’s go see what that is.” Suggested <i>Quaunaut</i>.
They nodded and ran over to the back row where there was one huge body bag in the place where F-5 should be. Very cautiously <i>wnn</i> opened it up, everyone else aiming their pistols at it. As the bag started to reveal inside they took a deep breath and prepared to fire if need be. “Here it comes guys…” said <i>wnn</i>.
As the finished opening, they looked and saw – it was empty. “This can’t be good, where’s F-5?” asked <i>Petco</i>.
A sudden crash on the door to the entrance to the room seemed to answer that for them. They ran back towards it where another loud crash came, F-5 seemed to be banging on the opposite side of the door. One sudden crash from it and the lights flickered on. “At least it did <i>some</i> good.” <i>Swiftspear</i> said.
The floor shook under <i>Petco</i>, he looked down and the tile beneath his feet burst upwards sending him flying back and knocking him against the wall with incredible impact. He crashed through it, <span style='color:red'>Petco</span> was dead. Pistol bullets hit the Valersti that had popped up from under the floor. It died with a final scream as the door crashed down to reveal everyone’s worst nightmare. The huge beast known to them only as F-5 had reached them at last.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It is now Day Four. Day Four will end at <b>8:00 PM EST on Friday February 18</b> Instalynch is now at <b>5</b>.
Players left in the game: ZupiCo wnn Swiftspear Condizzle Isamil RobbyC Quaunaut Mantrid Abra
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By the way, if I die tonight my last suspicion is Quananut.
Quan: Instinct, you seem like a wolf to me.
That being said, I have been given no reason whatsoever to make me belive that the professor of seerdom is not being honest to me, and thus I recommend that badkarma is killed as soon as possible, since the person I belive to be the seer has said outright that he is a wolf.
Remember what I said when I am dead.
iam feeling really confused right now, but a hour ago i think my brain found some half reason for it to be a vote - gotta kill SOMEONE.
who should i vote for then? tell me
You have played a fairly quiet unnassuming game, following the crowd in terms of voting and not really being quick to express opinions or jump to conclusions. Given you aren't the only player to play that kind of game, at least a few of the human players are doing the same thing, but you haven't done anything drastic or held any stance that would make me belive you couldn't be a skilled wolf.
I'm still not changing my vote, but I just wanted to point out that for a wolf to incriminate themself is suicide, so they are probably the LEAST likely players in the game to do it.
The seer has told me you are a wolf, and I have released that information, fully willing to die for the cause. I leave it to the will of the people to decide what to do.
I'm being torn right now, Swift might just be a really smart wolf, playing a ploy so obvious that nobody suspects him. But, foolish as I am, I trust him for now.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
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They heard the door being ripped open from the room <i>Renegade</i> had been torn apart in. “Run!” ordered <i>Isamil</i>.
They had to escape now, whatever it was – and it sounded big. Could easily be heard running towards them, and by the sounds of it, a few pistols would be no match for it. They would need bigger machinery. Not knowing where they were heading, they ran into the first room they saw. And just to their luck, it looked like it had a heavy duty door. <i>Isamil</i> ran in first, followed by <i>Abra</i> and quickly everyone else. “That’s everyone! Close it!” barked <i>Mantrid</i>.
“Wait for me!” They heard. A short distance away was <i>BadKarma</i> running towards them. “I tripped, wait!”
As he ran towards the room, everyone nodded. It would be <i>BadKarma</i> who they chose to kill next. As he took a leap towards the room, <i>Swiftspear</i> smashed his elbow through a glass plate hitting a button labeled ‘Emergency Override’. The door slammed slut just as <i>BadKarma</i> ran it, most of him made it through but it shut near his right ankle, smashing his foot like a pancake. “AHHH!!!” he screamed in pain. “Help me!”
“We would, but we’ve decided that you’re a spy. So sorry.” <i>ZupiCo</i> said.
He shot <span style='color:red'>BadKarma</span> in the face as blood squirted over everyone.
“Ugh nasty…” commented <i>Quaunaut</i> shaking blood off his shirt.
Ignoring the site, they turned to face the room they had just run into. They did not like what they saw. Straight ahead of them were body bags hanging from the ceiling. “Jesus, there must be over a hundred of them.” Said <i>RobbyC</i>.
<i>wnn</i> bravely walked over to one to look at it. He saw everyone staring at him like he was crazy. “They won’t come to life you know, everything in this place that can kill us seems to be already among the living.”
Cautiously everyone else walked towards them and started looking for – anything. <i>Mantrid</i> grabbed the zipper on one and opened it up. Out fell a sterilized human corpse, it didn’t move. He picked up a tag from the inside; hidden like someone didn’t want it found, and read on it out loud “Specimen A-2. Human Bioform: Initial stage. Open up one of these on the next row <i>Petco</i>.” He said.
<i>Petco</i> did so and read on the next tag, “Specimen B-2. Human-B Bioform: Small mutations.”
Following suite, <i>Condizzle</i> opened one next in line. Out fell a duplicate of the creature they had killed earlier. “Specimen C-2. Valersti: Strong mutations confirmed.”
<i>Condizzle</i> spun around and faced everyone. “What have they been doing here!?”
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It is now Night Four. I need PM(‘s) from the Seer (if alive), the Guardian (if alive), and (any remaining) wolves. The Psychic (if alive) will be getting their third PM from me tonight regarding the number of remaining wolves.
Night ends when I get the PM(‘s) and have a chance to post the next story.
(Sorry for the delay, I got pizza and lost track of time <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo--> )
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“What have they been doing here!?” <i>Condizzle</i> questioned.
As if it was responding to him, a muffled voice appeared out of the body bag the last specimen had come out of. Curious, <i>Condizzle</i> reached into the bag and pulled out a tape recorder which had somehow had gotten hit on play. Everyone froze to listen to the voice talking.
“…as if they thought we would do anything else. Last night we intercepted a message, it came from a nearby home. It sounded like the residents had been attacked by a Valersti. It shouldn’t have been seen but nevertheless, it was obedient. It obeyed our commands. We just have to test it on Specimen F-5 now, perhaps our greatest achievement. If all goes well we can begin selling the new virus to the highest bidder. I wouldn’t expect anything less than a billion dollars…”
Suddenly the creature below <i>Condizzle</i> sprung to life with a huge roar knocking the recorder out of his hands and smashing it against the wall. The beast was quickly silenced with several pistol shots from various agents. “Did you hear what that recording said? They can control these things! They must have told it to destroy that tape before we could get more info out of it!” shouted <i>Abra</i>.
“It said Specimen F-5, let’s go see what that is.” Suggested <i>Quaunaut</i>.
They nodded and ran over to the back row where there was one huge body bag in the place where F-5 should be. Very cautiously <i>wnn</i> opened it up, everyone else aiming their pistols at it. As the bag started to reveal inside they took a deep breath and prepared to fire if need be. “Here it comes guys…” said <i>wnn</i>.
As the finished opening, they looked and saw – it was empty. “This can’t be good, where’s F-5?” asked <i>Petco</i>.
A sudden crash on the door to the entrance to the room seemed to answer that for them. They ran back towards it where another loud crash came, F-5 seemed to be banging on the opposite side of the door. One sudden crash from it and the lights flickered on. “At least it did <i>some</i> good.” <i>Swiftspear</i> said.
The floor shook under <i>Petco</i>, he looked down and the tile beneath his feet burst upwards sending him flying back and knocking him against the wall with incredible impact. He crashed through it, <span style='color:red'>Petco</span> was dead. Pistol bullets hit the Valersti that had popped up from under the floor. It died with a final scream as the door crashed down to reveal everyone’s worst nightmare. The huge beast known to them only as F-5 had reached them at last.
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It is now Day Four. Day Four will end at <b>8:00 PM EST on Friday February 18</b>
Instalynch is now at <b>5</b>.
Players left in the game:
ZupiCo
wnn
Swiftspear
Condizzle
Isamil
RobbyC
Quaunaut
Mantrid
Abra
you'r going down!