I wouldn’t worry - with probably 3 sources of NK or more it would be pretty unfair if we didn’t have any protector roles.
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Hmm, that is possible, then.
One approach, and I raise this purely for discussion purposes at this stage, ie DO NOT DO THIS YET, if we decide to claim we ask any Docs to claim first. If no one comes forward, everyone keeps there mouth shut.
I certainly think that’s worth considering.
I’m torn between our power roles putting their heads above the parapet and us just slowly getting whittled away.
I think mass claiming is an extremely bad idea. It tells the scum exactly who to target and in what order. And I fail to see much of any benefit for the town. I would hope however that our detective(s) (should we actually have any) would claim when they have something to tell us that can help us. The doc(s), again assuming that we have some, could protect without becoming a target themselves. Having the docs claim first just gives info to the scum without helping us at all.
Well thought and put TexCat, I agree. Just makes today’s lynch sort of pot luck. But sounds like that can’t be helped. Unless anyone’s got a great idea?!
That’s actually the point.
If it was a kill against the scum that was blocked, the scum kill must have gone through.
The blocker (if one exists) would have had an equal chance of blocking any kill, not just blocking a kill against the scum.
Maybe I’m reading too much into the semantics of the sentence. But it’s pretty much all that’s out there at the moment.
You are reading too much into the semantics, which tends to discourage people from posting, but at least your vote has some kind of thought behind it, which is better than Darth’s. I respect a vote against me that at least has some thought in it.
Let’s just not get to the point where people have to overanalyze their posts to death to be careful things aren’t read the wrong way. That stifles conversation, something this game already has a lack of.
Anyone seen Nanook?
He was last active at 10:25 AM Eastern today, so who knows?
Mass claims only really work when there is enough verifiable information.
In quite a few recent games, folk have concocted all manner of weird and wonderful ways to get a handshake out of role PM’s. For those who played in Hoopy’s previous Gastard game, he gave the scum matching PM’s - so nothing could be verified by PM handshaking.
With only one night gone, any investigative role only has 1 piece of info - so they would be exchanging that info potentially for their own life.
So it then comes down to the majority believing the claim.
So lets say, Darth claims Doc since he’s currently on the block? do we believe him? Lets say we do, and we then pile on Mahaloth, who then also claims Doc, and so on and the scum all claim Doc too – nothing gained.
Let’s say no one else claims Doc and we believe the claim, and in the morning the claimed Doc is still alive. They could be a doc that self protected, or they could be scum. An investigator may get a result – but again, they need to weigh up the pros and cons of confirming or outting the claim, against their own usefulness.
I have to agree that at this point, a mass claim does not buy as anything.
Day 2 will end in 20 minutes or so.
Is that the Gastard Truth? 
You should already know the answer to that question if you’ve been paying attention.
With just as much lack of direction and uncertainty that accompanied their lynch of Tom Scud yesterDay, the Villagers surrounded Darth Sensitive.
“This will go much easier for everyone if you accept your fate,” said Mahaloth.
“Never!” shouted Darth. “I’m innocent! You have to believe me!”
“Hah! That’s just what a scum would say!” exclaimed Freudian Slit.
“Yeah, but the difference is I’m not lying about it.” retorted Darth.
“Sure you aren’t. Get him!” shouted TexCat.
Like a caged cat, Darth lept at Zsofiaknocking her to the ground and ran to one of the abandoned houses, quickly locking the door behind him. As the mob advanced on the house, Darth quickly secured all possible entrances including windows. It might not hold them back for long, but at least it would give him enough time to come up with a way out of this.
When the mob reached the house, they found the door locked and began to pound on it. Allwalker shouted to Darth “Fine! If you won’t come out willingly, we’ll smoke you out. Somebody get me a torch!”
“A torch?!” intoned a strange voice. “How unimaginative.”
“Huh?” “What?” “Who are you?” came the various murmers from the crowd.
“Call me Riff,” the new guy, who was clad in khakis and a yellow jacket over a blue shirt, along with a large canvas backpack, answered.
“So what do you propose we do?” inquired BillMC.
“Follow me,” commanded Riff.
Riff led the group to an area on the other side of town from where Darth was holed up, next to an old barn. There were stack of hay bales scattered around.
“Get behind these for cover” instructed Riff. “Oh, and put these on when I tell you to,” he said as he handed out ear protection to everyone assembled.
He waited for the Villagers to take cover, and then after following his own advice, he ducked behind a hay bale and reached into his pack from which he pulled out a portable two-way radio. Riff tuned the radio to the desired frequency, he said “All is go. Commence attack. The rest of you, put your ear protection on now.”
The Villagers did as they were told, and suddenly a squadron of Jets flew over and unleashed a barage of air-to-ground missiles on the building where Darth was hiding, leveling it to the ground. Nothing could have survived.
The Jets then continued to fly over the water and unleashed another barrage of missiles into the Sharks that had killed poor Tom Scud.
Their job complete, they cotinued on their way over the water and disappeared into the horizon.
Following the barrage, a Harrier Jet touched down just beyond where everyone was gathered. Waving goodbye, Riff sauntered over to the Harrier and got in.
The Harrier sped off following in the paths of the other Jets. When all was quiet again, the remaining villagers came out from behind the bales of hay and removed their ear protection.
“Well, that was interesting, but how are we ever going to find out what Darth was? His body is completely buried beneath the rubble!” said Gryff .
As if on cue, DiggitCamara suddenly noticed a large-sized rock was descending via parachute. As it landed, the Villagers saw writing on the one side of it. The writing said “When you’re a Jet you’re a Jet all the way.” On the other side of the rock was taped a face down playing card. Removing the card Mahaloth flipped it over and on it was written:
Darth Sensitive - Town Vanilla
Night begins now and will end 3 P.M. Friday CDT. All night actions need to be into me by then.
The current player list consists of:
Alive:
3. Zsofia
5. Mahaloth
6. DiggitCamara8. BillMC
9. Nanook of the North Shore
10. Zeriel
11. TexCat
12. AllWalker
13. ColdPhoenix
14. Gryff
15. Freudian Slit
Dead:
2. Tom Scud - Town Vanilla - Lynched Day 1
Final Vote Count:
**Darth (5): ** - Mahaloth, Freudian Slit, TexCat, Zsofia, Allwalker
**Mahaloth (2): ** - BillMC, DarthSensitive
**Zeriel (1): ** - Gryff
**TexCat(1): ** - DiggitCamara
Not Voting: - Nanook of the North Shore, ColdPhoenix, Zeriel
Well, we certainly can’t criticize you for boring color.
Who else is in dire need of booze?
Jet and Sharks. Nice job Hoopy. I like how you made the Shark idea from yesterday carry forward. Very nice.
You’re still a jerkface, but one with stlye.
I need a drink, for sure.
I’m sure Greenpeace would object to the gastardly bombing of sharks 
You mean the bombing of sea kitties.
Yes, who is the bartender and what do you have on tap?
I’ll tend.
House specialty for you, TexCat. On the house. ::takes out a frosted mug, holds it below the bar:: Ahhh. ::sets mug full of yellow brown liquid with an umbrella in it on the bar:: I call it, Freudian Slit’s Golden Shower.