I never make it to the end of the game either, to be honest. At least, however, I’m usually posthumously on the winning team–one hopes you will be this time.
Can I just get the entire bottle of Jack Daniels?
I never make it to the end of the game either, to be honest. At least, however, I’m usually posthumously on the winning team–one hopes you will be this time.
Can I just get the entire bottle of Jack Daniels?
Hey! New multi-quote button!
(btw, Zeriel? I hope you’re planning to share that bottle. Or else, start drinking in front of a hospital so they drag you inside when you’re finished)
So, I’ve realised that I really haven’t been fulfilling the only service people really expect of me at nights (you folks seem to have your own knack of raiding the shelves without me): concocting new and disgusting drinks!
So in memoriam of dotchan:
The Death By Irony, T2 Edition
In a champagne flute:
half ounce, Midori: For the sweetness of her youth, and the whole Japanese/anime deal
one dash, sloe gin: Slow, ironic because quickness with which we lynch her every time
two dashes, angustora bitters: In memory of bitter old storyteller, whom she replaced
Fill to the top with champagne: Because I need to get rid of these cases of champagne before the robots kill me.
Oh, and because you voted for dot, you get your drink: but it won’t be Johnny, Jim and Jack in your glass. Instead, you get George Dickel, William Lawson and Pepe Lopez.
Oh come on isn’t like I had a choice. :: goes off grumbling:: stupid politician didnt pay me enough to drink this crap next time I want double, I aint no cheap slut no more.
Not much to celebrate - but I’m a bit of a champagne-girl (and always very helpful)… so if you need any help with those cases I’m here for you!!!
[OUT OF GAME]
So a wiki has been made by the great FlyingCowofDoom:
http://wiki.flyingcowofdoom.com
It’s specific to us and the games that go on here, at my boards, and the FB group that was made (in which all the players at all three of those places sort of have blended in at the other places’ games).
Feel free to help contribute to it and build it up.
Making your own page/profile on there would be most helpful.
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Are we back yet?
Seriously. Noon, right?
Not sure if its noon Eastern (probably not) or Western.
Whoops. Just flew to mountian time zone. Anyway.
Anyway what?
ANyway, we have 8 minutes to wait. Duh. 
As the night broke, a little later than usual, the crowd started to move to dotchan’s room, not wanting to see who was missing. They looked, but there was nothing unusual about it.
She was vanilla town.
With that out of the way, they started to look. Boozy Squid was absent. They started to go to his room, and saw him dead in the hall. The prone form of John Connor was propped there, stab wounds up and down his body. A scant few went into his room to see if the tape recorder had caught anything…the rest backed away. His room was mostly empty as well, with the tape recorder returned to its place (how’d that happen?), and Rysto pressed play.
First, there’s the sound of footsteps. “Oh, here’s NAF’s room. A little out of the way…”. A knock. The door creaks. His voice, again, “Busy day, huh. Everything going around. You seem rested, though.” “Well,” NAF responded, in a low, quiet voice, “it’s been a peaceful night, at least.” “Sorry, Mr. NAF. Does this mean you’re not scum?” said Boozy Squid. “Um… I suppose so.
Will you pour me a drink when you get this Boozy? Make it something tall and cold on the rocks. NO JAGER! Thanks.” was his reply. Then, again, were footsteps, then clinking glass, then pouring, and sips. The recording goes, and goes, and goes, and only a few drunken mumbles are heard. Then more footsteps. “Bye, NAF! See you in a couple hours!” More footsteps. Then someone running. There’s a chilling, deathly voice, that only says, “Goodnight.” Then stabbing sounds. SCHINK! SHLUNK! A scream. And the tape recorder peters out.
Zeriel vomited. The tiny group returned to the main group, who was huddled around another door, Pollux Oil’s door. Almost Human says,
“He’s dead. And he was an ordinary scientist.”
“Oh.” They walked into the molten metal room. Someone vomited again.
Day 5.
1.Almost Human (f)
2.[del]BlaM (m) – The T-800[/del]
3.CatInASuit (m)
4.[del]Cookies (f)[/del] Zeriel (?)
5.Digger (m)
6.DiggitCamera (m)
7.[del]Drainbead (f) Koldanar (m) Pollux Oil (m)–Ordinary Scientist[/del]
8.[del]Flyfisheron (m)–Ordinary Scientist[/del]
9.Mhaye (m)
10.NAF (m)
11.[del]NBC (m) – Jester T-1000[/del]
12.OaOW (m)
13.[del]peeker (m) – Scientist with Taser[/del]
14.Rysto (m)
15.[del]Sach (m) – Ordinary Scientist[/del]
16.Santo Rugger (m)
17.Shadowfax (m)
18.[del]Squidio (m)–John Connor[/del]
19.[del]Storyteller (m) dotchan (f)–Ordinary Scientist[/del]
20.[del]Thing Fish (m) – Assassain T-1000[/del]
21.Total Lost (f)
22.[del]Zsofia (f) --Ordinary Scientist[/del]
so MHaye, anyone confirmed after your plan for who targets who?
Wait, Pollux and Squid both died? How did that happen? Surely our Vig didn’t target somebody last Night.
Wait, I don’t follow the opening color, what happened last Night?
Oh and,
1. vote Oredigger
2. more to come
3. more to come
Man… if I’m dead… all of you are fucked in 20 years, anyways. Might as well bow down before your robotic overlords now.