WW LXXIII: Arkham Asylum: Holding Cells(Game Thread) - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Nogrod · 03-08-2010, 02:18 PM

Interesting. On D1 Nerwen and Izzy made a joint cross-examination of Lottie and that led to her lynch. Now they are again together pressing on Sally... That looks so like team-effort - or the other trying to please the other sharing the points and creating a good feeling & an illusion of "mutual understanding".

Now Sally may be a baddie. And Izzy & Nerwen can be both innocents. But what bothers me is their clear lack of interest to take a wider picture or trying to look outside the box they have chosen to stay in both of them.

Concentrating one's effort on someone who is a good lynch candidate and being careful not to offend or suspect anyone else is just soo wolfy...

Izzy and Nerwen have done that twice now.

Like I said, I'm not as yet convinced they both are wolves, but the way they "hunt together" one target at the time sure raises eyebrows...

03-08-2010, 02:18 PM	#11
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	Interesting. On D1 Nerwen and Izzy made a joint cross-examination of Lottie and that led to her lynch. Now they are again together pressing on Sally... That looks so like team-effort - or the other trying to please the other sharing the points and creating a good feeling & an illusion of "mutual understanding". Now Sally may be a baddie. And Izzy & Nerwen can be both innocents. But what bothers me is their clear lack of interest to take a wider picture or trying to look outside the box they have chosen to stay in both of them. Concentrating one's effort on someone who is a good lynch candidate and being careful not to offend or suspect anyone else is just soo wolfy... Izzy and Nerwen have done that twice now. Like I said, I'm not as yet convinced they both are wolves, but the way they "hunt together" one target at the time sure raises eyebrows... __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...