You guys are gonna be embarassed when I don’t die.
You know what, I will be thrilled if you don’t die. At least it will be something else we know and we can add you to the confirmed list.
Why? If you are targeted and don’t die (are revealed as a Scotsman), we will have gained an enormous amount of information.
If you just plain don’t die, we learn somewhat less, but still something.
The Town weathers another Night and gloomily looks for the latest victims. To wide amazement, no one has been killed. The latest wire reports indicate, however: Oredigger77 was a loyal Town citizen. ShadowFacts was a Werewolf. CatInASuit was a Detective. fluiddruid was an Alpha Wolf. And, Nanook Of the North was a Cabalist.
Day Seven has begun. It will end on Wednesday August 13.
Because you jumped all over me for last minute vote switching, which may have been poor play but was not at all scummy IMHO
Koldanar? Whatcha got, buddy?
Koldanar, I guess you’re not going to get to go raise rabbits just yet, after all. Whatcha got, buddy?
He should hopefully have something, because I targeted NAF but was blocked.
So we don’t have a vamp anymore? Or what?
Well, that number of deaths was what I was hoping for. Excellent.
On the subject of the Night post; the revelation of Oredigger’s Faction and Fluiddruid’s role remove the last lingering doubts about Koldanar in my mind. So I’m also curious about his result.
This will be interesting, indeed. I surely hope Koldanar turns up soon.
I was not attacked. Cookies speaks the truth (in so far as not attacking me.)
Actually, I suspect that we won’t be hearing a result from Koldanar, either. The best explanation for last Night is a mass block.
That worked out just about as well as it could have, and seems to confirm my theory of Cookies being a vamp and Naf being Cabal. Anyone have an alternate explanation?
[oog]Shay and I are driving up to my Mom’s this weekend, and returning with half of a frozen cow on Monday. I will check in as much as possible over her dialup connection.[/oog]
Sentences like this make a long Friday afternoon a little happier.
Which half? Do you have to chop it up yourself, or are you coming back with a bunch of steaks and ground meat and stuff?
Please don’t ruin this image for me. In my head, Cookies will be driving home with a cow, frozen, possibly with icicles hanging from its ears, cut in half at the torso but otherwise seated happily in the back seat, with seat belt, watching over her shoulder as she drives.
Well you’d obviously have to cut it in half to get it to sit in the back seat.
Also, it needs to wear a seatbelt. Can’t be too careful.
So how exactly did you know you weren’t going to die? The cabal could have blocked your power. Seems like a bit of perfect information syndrome going on here.