Wow, I’m so impressed with…well, everyone else. I guess bacon-based voting isn’t as effective as I thought.
Apologies to jsgoddess. So, how much for a quilt?
Rubystreak, I think that we’ll have to wait for the next Day to start before we’re allowed to discuss strategy and whatnot.
This is indeed the case. No strategy until the next Day, please.
Hears wolves howling in the night, pulls covers over head
Ooop, didn’t realize. Sorry.
Based on a question someone emailed me; Townspeople aren’t allowed to communicate outside of this thread. If you want to come up with a strategy, or ask people their roles, or whatever, it has to be done in this thread. Partly so I can correct you if you have any misconceptions, but mainly so that everyone gets to see communication and so can judge from what people say.
It’s getting dark out. I think I’m going to the pub–safety in numbers and all that.
::squeezes in between Winston Smith and suburban plankton::
Hold me.
raises a mug towards moonstarssun
Can I get you some raisins? They’re baco-licious!
How do you think they’d taste smothered in chocolate? (I crave chocolate when I’m on edge.)
Chocolate covered villagers? 
What? Baco-villagers?!? :eek:
How long does this Night phase last?
Sounds like Rubystreak needs a reassuring hug…and a drink.
Barkeep! Hugs and jugs all around!
Ruby, the night will last until the Seer, Guardian Angel and the Werewolves email RT with their choices. Normal townsfolk just have to [del]cower[/del] wait until then.
OK, so it’s not a set time like Day Phase. Good to know. Thanks.
I’m not cowering or shaking, it’s cold in here!
Pass the ale. In a big glass.
The rest of you should cower. I have demonstrated, amply I think, that I’m too stupid to kill. Did I vote for the Alpha Wolf? Nooooo. :smack:
I didn’t think he’d be the Alpha. Damn, but that was some good fortune.
raises glass
Cheers for the noble villagers! Even if they hate bacon!
Wow. We hit the jackpot.
hides in a wolfsbane-covered house for the night
Hi guys! It seems I’m in the game now, and I’m certainly pleased with the new odds!
I would have posted sooner, but my show ran really late tonight. I think I’m gonna sleep for a long time now, dreaming of bacon of course.
Welcome to Cecilton! Come for the paranoia, stay for the lynchings. And baco-rasins.
Welcome. Unless you’re a werewolf, in which case, DIE DIE DIE!
Welcome to town, dnooman.