TWG VIII: The Froimor Incident

Petco · October 2006

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Crispy @ Oct 19 2006, 05:24 PM) [snapback]1570583[/snapback]</div><div class='quotemain'>
I've been thinking about this a lot (perhaps too much), but Sky's retaliation is much more understandable than your coming to his aid, im_lost.</div>

Both of their posts are easily understandable.

Sky wants to remind everyone(he's not really accusing you of actually voting based on the story, but just incase you are, and for other people) not to base votes off of the story, as the first TWG on the NS forums, Freak83 specifically said that what characters do in the story is not anyway related to the actual game and roles of players.

Im_lost wants to clarify what Sky said, that makes sense.

Since he is voting for you, I can see why you're voting against him, but the reason you said(about im_lost's aid to Sky) isn't really the reason for you voting against im_lost, but probably because he suspects you and voted for you.

Xentor · October 2006

Ok, looks like I won't be playing much longer, so no sense prolonging it...

Better to kill a normal human than a special role, so I'll just make this easy. Xentor

im_lost · October 2006

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Stakhanov @ Oct 19 2006, 04:33 PM) [snapback]1570578[/snapback]</div><div class='quotemain'>
I move my vote to Xentor , he didn't show up on hive sight after cloaking. *snarls*
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That doesn't make any sense. You're voting for one of the people tied for the most votes, and you give reasoning indicating it's a random vote? I don't really think that's acceptable, Stakhanov. The only thing that makes any sense to me is that you and Isamil are both wolves, and you're trying to save him.

Recap of today's suspicious activity:

1. Isamil places a third vote on Xentor. This is strange, but it really could have been picked random.org style, and there's no particular reason for Isamil to draw that attention, so it could easily be nonwolf behavior. The general response is that Isamil gets some votes.

2. Sky brings up a point, and he and Crispy have an exchange of potential overreactions (open to interpretation); this is followed by me supporting Sky. You can get what you want out of that, but all of them make sense without any of us being a wolf.

3. Stakhanov places an additional vote on Xentor, causing him to pull ahead of Isamil, with no real reasoning. This certainly shouldn't have been a random vote (Stakhanov was already voting for someone), it has an impact on the game and therefore deserves reasoning to go with it. This doesn't make sense unless Stakhanov is trying to save Isamil.

Xentor (5) - Talesin, Blackmage, Isamil, Stakhanov, Xentor

Isamil (2) - Sky, Petco

EMPDemon (1) - Hellfire3k
im_lost (1) - Crispy
Stakhanov (2) - Mantrid, im lost
Talesin (1) - EMPDemon

People that haven't voted:
Swiftspear

People who switched votes:
Crispy: Crispy >>> Sky >>> im_lost
im_lost: Petco >>> Crispy >>> Stakhanov
Petco: im_lost >>> Isamil
Stakhanov: Swiftspear >>> Xentor
Xentor: blackmage >>> Isamil >>> Xentor

Xentor, voting for yourself never woks out well.

Sky · October 2006

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Crispy @ Oct 19 2006, 08:24 PM) [snapback]1570583[/snapback]</div><div class='quotemain'>
I've been thinking about this a lot (perhaps too much), but Sky's retaliation is much more understandable than your coming to his aid, im_lost.</div>
Retaliation? I didn't even vote for you. I can remedy this, of course: Crispy.
Even if you're not a wolf, you obviously have a habit of reading too much into too little information.

One more rules clarification: if you must emphasize something in your post, don't use bold; use italics, or underlines.

Swiftspear · October 2006

I'm voting for Talesin. I don't think he had a good reason to vote for xentor.

Talesin · October 2006

I said that when I posted, Swift. It was a random vote, based solely on that I didn't remember or know him.
I was considering changing it earlier, but given that I've got two votes now and someone has to pop during the day-cycle, I now have a good reason to leave it where it is. Personal survival. That and the fact that he's giving up by self-voting looks like he really doesn't feel like playing the game, whereas I had a load of fun the last time I played. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/biggrin-fix.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":D" border="0" alt="biggrin-fix.gif" />

im_lost · October 2006

I think (hope) Swiftspear's vote was a joke.

Swiftspear · October 2006

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(im_lost @ Oct 20 2006, 12:49 AM) [snapback]1570607[/snapback]</div><div class='quotemain'>
I think (hope) Swiftspear's vote was a joke.
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Applesauce.

im_lost · October 2006

Umm, just because I feel like it.

Xentor (5) - Talesin, Blackmage, Isamil, Stakhanov, Xentor

Stakhanov (2) - Mantrid, im lost
Talesin (2) - EMPDemon, Swiftspear

Isamil (1) - Petco
EMPDemon (1) - Hellfire3k
im_lost (1) - Crispy
Crispy (1) - Sky

People who switched votes:
Crispy: Crispy >>> Sky >>> im_lost
im_lost: Petco >>> Crispy >>> Stakhanov
Petco: im_lost >>> Isamil
Stakhanov: Swiftspear >>> Xentor
Xentor: blackmage >>> Isamil >>> Xentor
Sky: Isamil >>> Crispy

Xentor · October 2006

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Talesin @ Oct 20 2006, 01:38 AM) [snapback]1570606[/snapback]</div><div class='quotemain'>That and the fact that he's giving up by self-voting looks like he really doesn't feel like playing the game, whereas I had a load of fun the last time I played. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/biggrin-fix.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":D" border="0" alt="biggrin-fix.gif" />
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Eh, keywords = "giving up"... I was in a bad mood last night. I love this game, but someone has to die. So since I probably won't get another chance to post before the day ends, here's how I'm seeing things...

1) Talesin's vote on me was, I believe, random.

2) Blackmage seems like a new guy who just voted for me because I voted for him. I don't think he realized that the second vote is a bit suspicious.

3) Isamil's vote on me wasn't random, as he said on IRC, but maybe I came off as a bit defensive with my second post. Either that, or people just don't like cloaking skulks. Either way, it deserved to have the favor returned.

4) Stakhanov's vote doesn't seem to make any sense at all. Either he really thinks I'm a wolf, or he IS a wolf. I think we'd all like to hear the reasoning behind that. The only thing I can think of is that he voted for Swift because he was MIA, then just switched OFF of him, but that doesn't justify giving someone a fourth vote on the first day.

5) Once I saw four votes on me, I realized the bandwagon was going strong. I've been trying to think of ways to get my suspicions out to a few select people, but I realized I don't have enough information yet, so really have nothing to share. Since things are progressing a bit oddly for the first day, I'll do my part by taking the pressure off the seer/psychic/guardian, and taking the bullet.

Besides... I have cloaking! I don't die... I just fade away! *rimshot*

You guys can do what you want, but my vote isn't going to change. See you all this evening.

Crispy · October 2006

Well, this has blown the voting wide open. Swiftspear was originally looking like a 'safe' vote for an instalynch because a non-communicative player is bad for humans because they fail to take part in forging networks and good for wolves because they take voting power away from the human team in the event of a wolf being uncovered. I was personally looking to swap to him if he didn't show up but didn't want to start an instalynch early because it gives wolves a valid alibi for jumping on the bandwagon.

Xentor voting for himself seems pretty defeatist, perhaps the double-bluff of a wolf, most probably not. If he is a wolf it's a super risky tactic, and one that would be backed up by a few wolves being in with the vote now and then suddenly switching off him in the final hours/minutes of the vote so the nearest person loses out on the vote, so be on the lookout for that. However if that tactic were pulled off he'd look almost certainly like a human who survived the vote. All I'll say about that is don't look just at who's been made to look guilty or innocent, but who got people to think that. If Xentor does really want out then I'm fine voting for him, but I can think of people more deserving of my vote right now.

While it's good to hear we don't have any absentees, I am a bit worried about those who aren't making much effort to communicate. I recommend that everyone who's silent at the moment pipe up a bit so the wolves have a harder job of guessing who the roles are. Although it's only the first day so no one really has much to go on.

Well, nothing concrete. But for now my vote stands unless im_lost can convince me of why it is he's coming across as so unconvincing. I'm not saying he's a wolf, and -like he said himself- there's not too much reason for him to worry at this stage with only one vote, but certain things he's done so far strike me as suspicious (nothing outside of this thread, so all the evidence is there for you to read into it as you like - if I don't need to spell it out then it's obviously not just a case of me reading too much into things).

By my clock the day ends in about four and a half hours. Beware bandwagoning voters (either those suddenly bandwagoning onto a vote or suddenly bandwagoning out of a vote).

Just to repeat, there are plenty of people who been in the vote against Xentor for some time now, but just remember this, they've had ample opportunity to 'unrandomise' their votes (I've seen several of them checking the thread), to do so late on without a decent explanation would seem to be suspicious. <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/nerd-fix.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="::nerdy::" border="0" alt="nerd-fix.gif" />

Stakhanov · October 2006

Moving my vote back to Swiftspear. I don't want to vote for a skulk about to xenocide <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/tounge.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":p" border="0" alt="tounge.gif" />

(forgot to write that name in bold , it's a real vote though)

Swiftspear · October 2006

Make a new post with the name in bold.

Theslan · October 2006

Night 2 - This is night 2! no posting!

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Elsewhere, near the same time as the explosion occurred, Crispy and Isamil are led around by an unnamed scientist in laboratory 3. The scientist applied a bit of paste on the lerk, as well as on the fade, and stepped back to conduct his experiment. He jotted some notes down on his pad before looking at the two and saying, “Ok, go ahead.”

The pair started off, going from one end of the lab to the other, trying to race each other to see who’s the fastest critter. Fortunately for the lerk, the paste that was put on did not hinder the lerk in flying or gliding across the lab. Unfortunately for Crispy, he could not blink from one end to the other, forcing him to walk. By the time he got back to the scientist, he looked irritated, ready to cleave the scientist’s head off, but the thought immediately dissipated due to the device on his neck, and the treat that the scientist gave him.

“Interesting, this stuff does hinder fade’s movements, but not lerk’s. I wonder w…” Before he finished the sentence, the whole laboratory shook as distinct echoes of explosions were heard. Immediately the scientist looked at the direction of the door that heads back to the barracks. “What was that?!”

The power in the room suddenly dimmed down and then turned off, as the humming sounds of the power generator halt to complete silence. Somewhere in the darkness, a distinct chuckling is heard, growing louder without any indication of stopping.

The scientist yelled out in the darkness, “Xentor, cut it out.” The scientist fumbled towards the wall, trying to find the flashlights that were kept there in emergency. In the end, Crispy was the one who found them first. Being Kharaa, they could see much better in the darkness than humans, so they were more used to the environment. Crispy carefully reached over to the wall and delicately grabbed the flashlight. Then he turned around and threw the flashlight at the scientist.

“Ow!” The scientist halted suddenly, rubbing his head in pain. He leaned down and felt around until he found the device that hit him. Standing back up, he turned the device on, wincing that the light shined directly in his eyes before he turned it around and saw Crispy at the wall where the flashlights were.

“Thanks Crispy.” The scientist stepped towards him, only to trip over a cloaked object, which slowly becoming visible. The object started chuckling again, much louder this time.

“Xentor, cut it out.” The scientist shook his head. The Kharaa don’t seem to be concern with their situation. He pondered whether that it is a side effect of the collars, or that they are just trying to pretend they’re not concerned. He makes a mental note later to observe that somehow. After getting up, he goes to the console next to the wall, where he pulls up the schematics of the base.

Not good. Not good at all. He breathes in dismay as he watches the display showing several places blinking red, warning something happened there. One of the places is the bridge, and another place is the barracks. But that is out all. The computer showing warning that several places have been breached, leaking air out into space. Generally, those places would be sealed off but due to damage to the bridge, some automated systems are not function correctly. The computer estimated that in several hours before the air is too thin to breathe. Manipulating the controls, the scientist tries out several ideas he had in mind. He was completely concentrated in his work that he didn’t see an onos slowly sneaking up nearby.

The scientist is satisfied. If he can seal the upper hallway to the laboratories, it would take several days before the air becomes too thin. He glanced around, nodding to Crispy without noticing the onos. “Alright, we have a job to do. Crispy, Isamil, follow me.” He glances over and nearly jumped as the onos stares down at the scientist. “Stakhanov! You’re almost as bad as Xentor. Did you get a tummy ache from the last nanite armor?” The onos didn’t reply, only just to stay next to the scientist and stare at him.

After a moment, the scientist looked away from the onos. He had to save everyone first before dealing with the rest of the other issues. He walked over to the doors, and type in a code to open the doors. “Alright Stakhanov, you can come with me. We’ll probably need you to move some stuff anyway.” He paused a bit, noting that he’s violating several dozen rules by moving more than one Kharaas out of the laboratory without a group of marines nearby. Unfortunately, he doesn’t have a choice if he doesn’t stop the air from leaking. With a sigh, he moved out of the lab, with the 3 aliens behind him, not noticing them looking at each other and nodding about something.

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The agent isn’t pleased. Looking at his makeshift console, he saw only part of the barracks have been hit, while the other one is relatively intact. The worst scenario is that he still had several marines to deal with. To make matters worse, someone is violating the rules and moving aliens outside the laboratory.

The figure muttered, “He wasn’t supposed to be in the laboratory at this time. What was he doing there?” Still, he saw what the intent of the scientist is doing through the security camera. He watched as he sees the scientist, an onos, and a fade navigate through towards breach where most of the air is leaking out. If he does this right, he could fix that problem and seal the alien breach. He nodded to himself as he work on his console.

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The hole is bigger than the scientist thought. From the end of the corridor, the scientist can see the hole at the other end where everything is being sucked out into space. The scientist held on to one of the metal bars welded on the wall to prevent getting sucked out. The hole isn’t big enough for a human to go through, but he doesn’t want to be the one who physically plugs the hole. Crawling back toward the aliens that were waiting at the safe side, he goes to work.

After looking around, he doesn’t seem to find anything solid that would plug up the hole and stay there. Most things were too flimsy to cover it, and the bigger items were not shape correctly. He’ll have to somehow get the doors to seal that section off. That means he’ll have to get really close to the hole to access the panel. He’ll need something as a lifeline in case he lost his grip. The scientist glanced over at Stakhanov and immediately dismissed the idea. Putting his life on the line with an onos, not to mention one that he induced some stomach problems, is not a good idea. He glanced over at Crispy, and shook his head again. The fade had the same problem, especially with the test earlier. The lerk is too small to help any. The scientist frowned, walking around to see if he could find the solution, when he tripped over another object he couldn’t see.

“Xentor! Wait, wait, you’ll do!” The scientist first looked crossly at the now-visible skulk, but he was the key to the problem. The skulk’s claws showed extreme amount of gripping power to any surface, allowing them to crawl. Even if the scientist secured himself on the skulk, the skulk had enough power to slowly move around the walls even with the added weight. The scientist smiled at Xentor. “How about helping out so we all don’t die out of air?” The skulk looked at the scientist, then chuckled again, and began to run circles around the scientist.

The scientist shook his head again at the lack of concern portrayed by the skulk, and shrugged his shoulders. He went around looking for some rope, but unfortunately only found a piece that was only 2 feet long. He shook his head. Even if he wanted to secure himself on the onos, the rope was too short. He glanced at his watch, noting that time is running out. Sighing slightly, he used to rope to secure himself on Xentor.

He instructed the skulk to hold on the walls tightly as both of them slowly crawl down to the corridor close to where the hole is. As they moved closer to the hole, the air pressure increased. Little by little they moved down, as the scientist watched Xentor closely for any problems, but the little skulk is holding the walls very well. He sighed in relief as they reached to the panel.

The scientist quickly opened the box and typed in a few key commands, shutting of one end of the corridor, and then he timed the other to close in several minutes so they could crawl back. He closed the box and yelled to Xentor, “Ok, let’s go back!”

Xentor chuckled softly as they start to head back to the entrance where Crispy and Stakhanov were at. Several minutes went by without incident, but then all the sudden the alarms nearby ring and part of the ceiling pulled back to reveal a turret, primed and ready to fire.

The scientist mouthed “oh no” as the turret immediately focused on Stakhanov and fired its bullets. The onos roars, backing away as it uses its head to take most of the damage while covering the fade. Within seconds both the onos and fade are out of sight, but unfortunately the turret aimed at the nearest visible alien.

Xentor had no time to cloak. The skulk could not even cloak due to the rope tied on him by the scientist. Within seconds the turret tore through Xentor, making mincemeat out of him. The scientist, seconds later, jerk backwards as his lifetime is no longer there. He did a somersault and flailed around trying to catch something before he got to the hole, but to no avail.

The scientist went head first into the hole, but the rest of his body could not fit. Due to the extreme pressure, his body cracked and shifted until his body was wedged tight creating an airtight plug.

“There was no way those turrets could have automatically turned on; they were switched on” was the scientist’s last thought as his brain underwent violent decompression.

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Note: the map is 30% done. It will be added here, as well as night 1's incident.

Day 2 will begin on Saturday, 3pm PST.

Xentor · October 2006

Cool death scene... Ok, guys, see ya in the postgame.

Theslan · October 2006

Day 2

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The marines spent the better part of the night trying to find any survivors. The first few hours they managed to fish out Mantrid nearby. Unfortunately, that was the only marine that they managed to fish out that was still alive. They found a few marines that were killed on contact- Nalseht, EightyThree, Rontex (a marine stationed here from Sky’s group, Sky says)- from the rumble near the other barracks, but were hindered by the hole that was leaking air. Without the ability to go closer without getting sucked out, they retreated back to the other barracks, where it was relatively undamaged.

First thing first was to determine the damage. Sky, EMP Demon, and Mantrid went to the bridge to see if they could access it but without any avail. The door to the bridge was locked tight and none of them had the access code to open the doors. Furthermore, the only command chair was in that room, so bringing in new buildings were out of the question.

The second thing they tried was to get some weapons. Sky led the group to the armory, where it was relatively undamaged. There are two armories in the base, both of them located in the opposite direction where the barracks are. The designers of the base assumed that the marines, in case of emergency, need easy access to weapons and load up quickly. In this case, their foresight allowed them to load up with weapons.

Sky outfitted himself with a jetpack, one of the advancements made by TSA early on against the Kharaa threat. This jet allowed Sky to fly and hover along the ground, increasing his mobility and allowing him to access places that grounded marines could not. Unfortunately his favorite weapon, the shotgun, is not in this armory so he settled with the Heavy machinegun.

While EMP Demon followed suit and got himself a jetpack and HMG, while Mantrid went to the other side of the armory to get a heavy armor. This is another TSA advancement: to create a power suit able to take punishment from the Kharaa. Likewise, he couldn’t find a shotgun so he settled with a HMG. Sky looked worried as he glanced around trying to find something.

“No air tanks.” Sky looked around a little more desperately as the other two marines nodded. With the current situation and that hole next to the other barracks, air is going to be a short supply soon. Suddenly, they turned around and heard shooting down the corridor.

“Someone’s in trouble!” shouted Mantrid in his suit as he rigidly lunged forward towards the sound. Sky and EMP Demon followed behind very slowly. They did not have a spare air tank like Mantrid, or magnetic boots to stop them from the pull. Luckily there was no need. By the time Mantrid got to the scene, the shooting stopped, along, with EMP Demon’s observation, the air sucking out of the base. They turned the corner and saw a very odd sense.

Someone had gone head first into the wall with his body, effectively plugging the hole in the wall but created a very eerie effect to see, as his legs are rigid and sticking out. Nearby is a body of an alien that died from a lot of bullets, which is evident seconds later as the group noticed an activated turret at the other end of the hallway.

“Well, that explained why it took several minutes to get this door open. Looked like someone tried to seal the corridor but an alien got him before he did the job. I mean, complete the job when he was alive.” Mantrid gestures towards the green pulp. Sky looked immediately worried, but first he heard his stomach, and EMP Demon’s growled in attention.

“Let’s put up the door again, and head to the mess hall to get a quick bite to eat, before we do anything.” EMP Demon nodded in agreement as the three went back the way they came towards the mess hall.

Upon entering into the mess hall, they immediately raised their weapons up and pointed to an alien that looked like he was way too happy on a pile of food. The gorge glanced over at the three marines, and moved away quickly in fright towards a vent. EMP Demon and Mantrid focused their weapons on the gorge, but Sky said, “Wait!” Both marines looked at Sky in confusion as the gorge disappeared into the vent.

“Dang that gorge moved fast! Why did you stop us?” EMP Demon asked.

Sky first moved one of the tables to the vent to cover it before he replied, “I recognized that alien. It’s Petco, and he found a way to get out from the laboratory. He’s practically harmless since he likes treats and will help us later.” Sky refrained from adding that these aliens in the long run may help against future situations. “But we got bigger problems.” Sky gestured towards one of the tables as he went to grab a sandwich. The other two marines also grabbed something and came down to seat next to Sky.

“Problems? What kind of problems?” Mantrid took of his helmet and started to eat his sandwich.

“Well, Clide wasn’t being completely truthful in his tour. Our main problem is the hive.” The other two marines stopped eating and stared at Sky.

“They have a hive here?!” EMP Demon paled as he blurted out the question.

Sky nodded softly, “Yes, they do. That’s where they harvest the eggs and then put on the collars.” Mantrid looked uneasy as he took out his map and pointed to a place he was pondering earlier. “Is that the place?”

Sky nodded again. “Yes. Originally they had the hive in some sort of field between two power generators to prevent the hive from spreading and breeding. But with the power out, I bet that field is no longer there. Which means the hive is probably spreading through the base this minute. Producing new aliens. Producing ones that have no collar with one intent: to kill us.” Sky shook his head in disbelief as he quickly finished his sandwich. “Come on, let’s go.” He stood up, and checked his weapon to see if it needed reloading.

Mantrid looked curiously at Sky. “Where are we going?”

Sky leaned down and pointed on Mantrid’s map. “To the main power generator. If we are lucky, we could get those twin generators running and stop the hive from growing too much, and producing aliens.”

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Petco ran for his life through the vents. He wasn’t supposed to be there. He knew that, but when he discovered that a vent that usually had electricity didn’t have electricity, he had to explore. After his exploration, he found the jackpot where in the room there were tasty treats all around.

Unfortunately, he had to meet up with those marines. After putting some distance from him and the marines, he took a breather, and started munching on a treat that was in his mouth.

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Now that the hull breach is gone, Sky led them down into the main power generator quickly. Glancing at the controls, he started to reset them and primed them up for initiation. He glanced back and said to the other two marines, “Cover me.” He went back to the main controls and threw the switch, causing some lights to flicker on.

“Ah, that’s much better. I was tired of seeing emergency lights and dull red.” EMP Demon brightened up a bit now that he could see more.

Sky fiddled with the control and started to turn all the generators on.

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In a nearby vent, Petco noticed all the lights are turning. That means that the electricity is going to be back, with him in it! With a panic, he started to race forward back to the laboratory where he would be safe. All the sudden, he hit a grate, at the end of the vent. He desperate pound and spit at the grate, trying to get it open so that he could get to safety on the other side. Unfortunately, the grate held fast.

Petco spit and claw at the grate in vain as he heard a distinct chuckling on the other side.

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One by one, the power generators turned on. Sky fiddled and slowly turned on the lights, and the automated security. When he turned on the communications, he muttered quietly, cursing at the console.

“What is it?” Mantrid went to Sky’s side, with EMP Demon guarding both of them.

Sky pointed to the screen. “Communication lockout. Won’t let me do anything unless we were at the bridge. Won’t even let us send a distress signal.” He glanced at the other screen. “This is not good.”

“The field isn’t coming up. Something went wrong.” He worked on the controls for a moment before he slammed his hands on the console. “It needs to be reactivated from the bridge. Must everything be done through the blasted bridge?” Sky shook his head.

Before the other 2 marines could respond, the vent popped open, blasting down a rather fried alien in the vent. Everybody aimed their weapons at it, but it was immediately observed that the alien was already. Sky whipped out his scanner and looked at the alien.

“It’s Petco,” he softly said. The number of controlled aliens is declining, and the number of uncontrolled alien is undoubtedly increasing.

Mantrid commented, “At least we know that the vents are safe now.”

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People left:

1. im_lost
2. Isamil
4. EMPDemon
5. Swiftspear
6. Hellfire3k
7. Mantrid
8. Talesin
10. Sky
11. Stkhanov
12. Crispy
13. A wild blackmage appears!

Sorry for missing the date. As a result, I am extending Day 2 such that it'll end on Monday, 5pm PST.

Side note: If anyone has any strategies they like to give me (wolves, special humans, regular humans), feel free to PM me. I will keep track of them and make note to myself what's going on through all the hidden communications that I don't see. Plus, it'll help me create a end game summary of what happened.

im_lost · October 2006

I still want to hear from Stakhanov

Theslan · October 2006

Alright guys. You're probably either sighing in relief or hating me for this...

... but I'm going to restart the round. There's quite a bit of info flying around in my opinion that should not be there due to adminstrative problems and my lack of remembering all the rules with the TWG game.

As a result, I've seeing some bias moves and decisions due to these adminstrative 'oopies.'

Sorry guys. And for those guys who are killed, you get to be back in. There won't be a pregame thread for the restart round, but if anyone wants to ADD or have problems, please PM me.

The restarted round will start tomorrow, Sunday 2 pm PST. This is the time that the wolves will get their roles. They will have 48 hours to determine their conversion, and then I'll pass out the rest of the roles. Everyone will get a PM by the end of Night 1.

Side note: The story will start off the same with Prologue and Night 1. Day 1 maybe changed depending on the number of players. The rest of the story will be different.

Byeka · October 2006

I was discussing this with Theslan for a while via IRC. Although it's unfortunate to have to restart a game of TWG, in this case as we have both seen, this is for the best. Some of the strategies and votes that have been developed/developing have been based on some things that they should not be based on. Although nothing too serious has happened as a result of this yet, it's clear that it would have a major affect on gameplay within the next few days.

The other thing, TWG games have been restarted before and much later than day 2. Restarting the game is nothing out of the ordinary. As for Xentor and Petco - you two have another chance now.

iFire · October 2006

Can you post the roles so we'll know what people were what <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/smile-fix.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":)" border="0" alt="smile-fix.gif" />

Talesin · October 2006

You know, after all the planning and thought that I'd put into this start of the game, I'm not in the mood any more. Count me out at this point, thanks.

Obviously, I was a Wolf. I won't list the others if they don't want to be known, but I will explain our plan, as it could have actually brought about the first Wolf victory if Theslan hadn't been a spoil-sport and decided to restart, most likely partially based on a side-gambit I'd brought up.

We were planning to set up a double fake. Two fake seers, one group with two wolves. This'd force the real Seer out into the open, or risk losing the belief of the remaining humans. Engineer it so that one of the members of the REAL Seer's group is lynched, then wolf a Wolf that night (the second wolf in one group), so the Psychic would see one wolf dead, casting that Seer's group under heavy suspicion.
After all, if it was never brought up, everyone would just assume that the wolfing was either random or politically motivated... but no one would suspect that we killed a wolf to throw off suspicion.

Side gambit was that if we could convince a human that he was a 'converted' wolf (since humans got no PMs to confirm their roles), and set our third wolf under deep cover as a sleeper. Set up the 'converted' human as the solo fake seer, we'd have his vote and the sleeper's during the early game. This was only possible because Theslan did not send out PMs to confirm human players, and the possibility of convincing our 'convert' that Theslan left it up to us to notify our convert, then let him know who it was.
Killing off the solo later at that point (when he became troublesome) would be seen as a random unfortunate wolfing. He couldn't let anyone know who the other wolves were ahead of time, under risk of exposing the group if he WAS a real wolf. He can't tell anyone after the fact, due to the rules of the game.

Short version, we found a loophole that would have worked, would have rocked your socks when the revelation hit, and Theslan felt the need to shut it down. But hey, his Hosting, so his call.

Swiftspear · October 2006

My vote is for Talesin

I'm a bit sad it actually got shut down, but to be fair I was placing alot of weight in the way people were voting on the first day simply because only the roles would know in a timely manner when the first day had started because were the only groups that had been PMed since they had to put their time zone in the other thread. I was going to go through all the time zones and try to figure out who started playing the game immediately when they got home or what not after work and who took a few days to post after the game started.

Freak's analysis was dead on, even if I was running down a wild goose chase the way I was going to play the game in the first few days was highly modified due to administrative mistakes. Were petco and xentor roles? It seems somewhat likely as they both were some of the first few posters in the game. lost and talesin were suspect as well.

Sky · October 2006

Bleh...live and learn I'm guessing. Now we know that you have to send out human confirmation emails too.

im_lost · October 2006

While I posted as soon as the game started, I also checked Role-Playing Haven far too often, plus I was constantly in the IRC channel, so I would have noticed the day starting immediately anyway. I wonder if I would have noticed the lack of a PM and asked about it if I didn't have a special role. I don't remember us not getting PMs at the beginning of TWG IV as Talesin claims, but I didn't (couldn't) save my PMs that far back.

Swiftspear · October 2006

I can't remember playing a TWG where I didn't get a PM saying

"You are this role blah blah blah blah blah"

and I've only ever played a special role once. Ever since the first TWG I've been using that PM to tell me the game has actually started. I hadn't checked the RP forum for several days since the thread asking for players to get voice in IRC and post their time zone. I was waiting for the game to start, and in my mind that meant I was waiting to get a PM.

Stakhanov · October 2006

Okay , now I can explain my vote :

After discussing my early choice (vote for the afk) on IRC , Crispy contacted me and we considered a strategy to trick the wolves into revealing themselves. We supposed Xentor could be a wolf as well , so I had to remove my vote from him at the last moment , to avoid a bluff and not give the wolves enough time to react. Since Xentor retained his self-vote it didn't help , anyway.

Crispy assumed Petco and Im_lost were most likely to be wolves. I thought Im_lost reacted like a wolf to my vote change , but now that Petco died I wonder if Crispy wasn't a wolf himself <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/tounge.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":p" border="0" alt="tounge.gif" />

Sky · October 2006

Should we start a new thread? This one is kinda...cluttered now.

im_lost · October 2006

Nah, what we actually need is for someone to change the thread title so that it's clear the game isn't in this thread anymore.

Petco · October 2006

Anyway I already PMed Theslan about it, but I can't play the next game, but I wouldn't have been able to finish this game if I didn't die. I can't go on for the next two weeks, so I'll need a replacement.

My thoughts on the game:

I suspected Crispy to be a wolf since he was being over defensive, and his reason why he was being overdefensive wasn't really valid or believable, but I kept my vote for Isamil, since he was the second highest at the time.

Anyway, I had a feeling I was going to die. I felt my posts made me know too much.

Either they(the wolves) were making a distraction, making it look like Crispy or Isamil were really wolves, or one of my suspections or posts really did reveal a wolf or cause suspections of other players.

I thought that if my suspections on the wolves were true, that the wolves shouldn't kill me since it'd cause humans to suspect my suspections.

But since they did, they probably killed me to use the two I suspected as distractions for wolves possibly.

Mantrid · October 2006

Its funny that you guys come up with all these theories, because us wolves hadn't done CRAP yet. We were planning, and posting apart from each other, but beyond that, we didn't actually start doing anything to mess with people.

TWG VIII: The Froimor Incident

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