Game Thread - WW XCIIX - The Meaning Of Death

[Eönwë]

Originally Posted by satansaloser2005

I am unafraid.

... And then I remembered that we're still on the internet.

[Brinniel]

++Nerwen

[Brinniel]

Weird to see the thread so dead minutes before the deadline. Hopefully toMorrow there will be more to discuss.









EDIT: Note: I only posted this because I wanted to round out my post count.
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[satansaloser2005]

Cricket. Cricket. Cricket.

All right, kids. Good Night.


EDIT: x'd with Brinn

[Galadriel55]

DL. Stop posting. Not that you're all rushing to get a last minute vote in...

Edit: haha! 3 cross posts with two saying the same thing in different words about how unusually silent it is at DL! Haha!

[Galadriel55]

Today was different. Today people did not shout at each other at the same time like a pack of wild animals. Today people were organized – they stuck to one another for support and thus thought they found at least one King’s Man.

Someone brought a rope. One end was tied into a noose. The other end was thrown over a thick tree branch.

Then they came for the man.

The man laughed.

Why did he laugh?

Because he knows he is about to die.

Is that a happy thing?

Not for him.

Then why did he laugh?

Because it is the only thing he has left to do.

They brought the man to the tree and put the noose around his neck. Still, he did not say a word. One by one they looked at the man’s face, some with hate, others with despise, and stepped around him to take hold of the other end of the rope. Last of all came the old man. He sighed.

“Life is such a funny thing,” he said very quietly, so that only the King’s Man could hear. “I wish your death be painless. But, really, it doesn’t matter to me.” He paused and smiled slightly. “After all, it is but your own fault that you stand here with a rope on your neck. Had you fought like a man, you need not have been hanged like a dog.”

The men pulled. The King’s Man’s body jerked up. A black spirit rose from it. The men thought they heard a faint whisper of a threat; “I am but the first!” – the leaves and the grass seemed to say. But then a wind came and scattered the dark cloud, and the men smiled, for they knew that they have succeeded to bring down one of their enemies.


ALIVE:
Morsul
Inzil
Lottie
Manwe
The Phantom
sally
Steve
Brin

DEAD:
G55, the hesitant King’s Man (modess) – stabbed on Night1
Eomer (ordo) – stoned on Day1
Boro (gifted) – drowned on Night2
Pom (ordo) – decapitated on Day2
Shasta (gifted) – throttled on Night3
Nerwen (KM) – hung on Day3

[Galadriel55]

He was looking at the stars and fiddling with a blade of grass in his fingers. He barely heard the steps approaching and only turned his head at the last moment. He was shocked to see who the two men coming up were.

“I trusted you!” he stammered, unbelieving. “I trusted you! I thought you were...”

“A Faithful?” one of the King’s Men offered. The man just gaped at him. “Trust is a valuable thing, you would have learned. You do not give it easily.” The man was still staring silently with his mouth half open.

“But... but you are my friend!” he finally said. “You would never!”

“Ah, the things I do for love! I love my life, do you not know?” the King’s Man smiled. “Do you love yours?” he added, somewhat sharply. The man was still not over his shock, and remained silent.

“If you love your life you will come with us tonight. And tomorrow, when they begin to ask probing questions again, you will deflect their suspicion so that it falls on someone else – one of them,” the King’s Man continued, ignoring the man’s silence. “Moreover, right now you will tell us who be the last of the line of the Lords of Andunie. We have finished two of them, and we will have the other two as well. In addition to that...”

The man could not finish. As he talked, he did not notice how the man’s face changed as he spoke. All of a sudden, with a cry “Never!”, the man was on him, punching him, tearing at his long white beard, ignoring his fragility as they rolled on the ground. And it was over just as quickly: the other King’s Man came up from behind and struck the Faithful man’s head with a rock.

The old man stood up and shook the dust off his clothes. He looked at the man sprawled on the ground. “Well?” he said. “You may still live if you do what I told you. Make your choice!”

“You and your cause are damned by the Valar! Their thoughts will be with...” But the man was dead before he could finish his response. The King’s Man’s stone struck too hard.

And who was he? Was he just a plain man?

No. He was of Amandil’s line.

Just like two times before, a pale mist rose above the body and drifted to the West alongside the hopes and prayers of five Faithful men.



ALIVE:
Morsul
Inzil
Lottie
Manwe
The Phantom
Steve
Brin

DEAD:
G55, the hesitant King’s Man (modess) – stabbed on Night1
Eomer (ordo) – stoned on Day1
Boro (gifted) – drowned on Night2
Pom (ordo) – decapitated on Day2
Shasta (gifted) – throttled on Night3
Nerwen (KM) – hung on Day3
Sally (gifted) – struck by a stone and died of hemorrhage on Night 4


Ok, slightly more than 2 minutes. Gee, I'm running out of creative ways of killing people off!

[Inziladun]

Ok, the ratio is 5-2 now. And what did Sally do to garner such attention? That should be examined, obviously, as should Nerwolf's interactions.

[Inziladun]

Let's see...5-2, with two known innocents, Brinn and tp. If you count me, that leaves a field of four to choose from for the lynch toDay, with a 50% chance of getting it right. Could be worse.

x/d with tp

[Mänwe]

Originally Posted by Inziladun

Ok, the ratio is 5-2 now. And what did Sally do to garner such attention? That should be examined, obviously, as should Nerwolf's interactions.

And voting history I think. It's going to be a long re-read through. As per my list of three assuming Lottie is innocent,

then Morsul and Steve might be the other two.

x'd since #584

[the phantom]

Yeah- big surprise there.

Assuming Lottie wasn't lying about Elendil-

With Elendil unable to send his dreams to Brin, Inzil, and I, sending them to Isildur was the obvious choice, and Sally's constant demands for Inzil to hint at her and repeated suggestions for Elendil to send Isildur the dream made it a little too obvious who she was- which by the way was why I kept trying to tell her to keep quiet about it.

*sigh*

But since her death wasn't technically guaranteed Elendil most likely had to send it to her since she was the only near-known unknown, thus unless someone says otherwise I'm assuming we lost the dream.

[the phantom]

Originally Posted by Inzil

And what did Sally do to garner such attention?

Remember all that nonsense trying to get you to hint, because it would tell her something?

She was quite clearly Isildur, thus if she wasn't the one you now trusted then Elendil was still alive. I kept trying to silence her, as I felt you had already answered her clearly enough by not expressing any trust in her. You were smart not to do any hinting at all seeing as we had Elendil in the village. He doesn't need attention.

(That's basically why I'm assuming Elendil is still alive, btw.)

And then towards the end of the day she was practically begging for a dream. She wanted to be in the loop. You know how she is...

[Brinniel]

In the scenario that Lottie is telling the truth, then it looks like we still have Elendil. There is the possibility that she could've lied, meaning Elendil is dead and she simply threw her packmate under the bus...I don't know how likely that is.

I'm wondering if it's time for the final gifted to be revealed. It'd mean almost certain death toNight, but there's a chance they could get Night killed next without their identity known for sure anyway. Is it worth it?

EDIT: X-ed with Inzil