NotW XXX: Dark Radiance Game Thread

Ghost Comment: That sounds ominous...

Ghost Comment: Go out in style TFA and take the barstards to hell with you!!!

OOC: I'll hi-five you when I get to the afterlife.

OOC: I think frozen is delaying the update to hold us all in suspense.

*Aims rifle at self; pulls trigger*

Can't get me now, basilisk things!

The update will be a little late, but it will definately be up tonight, hopefully within an hour.

Could it be... A big update?

Yes, one could call it that.

Offtopic
While we are waiting. X-com based forum game. Kinda similar to that big R.E. game you are hosting ATPG but aliens will be controlled by the computer and it will be a race to the control room of the alien ship and I won't have to draw any maps or massive writeups.

Evening 7

It had now been one full week since the beginning of this whole mess, and now there was hardly anyone left in the outpost. What had not too long ago been teeming and full of life was only a few steps away from a barren wasteland. Once again, the survivors were equally split on their accusations. Two groups of equal size formed, each calling for a different person's life. Each group claimed that their accused's life was forfeit. At a long and heated debate, it was decided, despite the protests of both the Sharpershooter Choxorn and the Goverenment Representative TheForestAuro, that the only way to settle this would be to lynch them both.

The remnants of the firing squad, which was now much smaller than just a week ago, lined up. "I've been a loyal soldier of Thrane longer than most have you have been alive. And this is how I am treated. I am met with the same distrust as a total stranger."

"Being loyal in and innocent in the past doesn't mean one is forever innocent. People change and so can their alliances." one of the executers interjected. "Now please be quiet; it will be easier for everyone if you do."

"You can't do this!" TheForestAuro began to protest anew as he saw his adversaries load their guns, and take aim. "You have no proof of any wrong doing of mine!" the condemned man continued. "I can't be convicted by mere suspicion, you need evidence. Thrane, as a nation, is based on the rule of law. What you are about to do voids that fundamental principle! Without that, anarchy ensues. Anyone could do anything they wanted. In anarchy we all return to our natural state of beasts. You all, of all people, should know what it is to live in a state of anarchy, to be hounded by fellow beasts of your own race. Do you really want to promote the spread of that?" the Government Representative appealed hopefully.

It was apparent that TheForestAuro was worn out. He was still bloody and bruised from his encounter earlier in the day. What energy he had had left he just used in his best attempt at a last ditch effort to continue living. But ultimately it wasn't enough.

"You think we want to be like this?!" a different executer passionately exploded. "This was forced upon us by the true beasts of this outpost! Adapt or die, adapt or die. It's not like we had a choice." The giver of death paused, with many conflicting emotions radiating from their being.

"You always have a choice." TheForestAuro calmly claimed. He had a look of defiance on his face. He had been pushed over the line, and now there was no going back. A ferocious fury mixed with his defiance, and the result would only be fit for a monster. "So, you all," he calmly pointed at the entire firing squad, "the harbingers of anarchy, are knocking on my door. There is no need to be impatient; don't worry, I'll let you in. It's rude to leave your guests out in the cold, and I would rather be remembered as anything but rude."

Those were the last words that the Government Representative ever spoke. A frantic maelstrom of bullets began to fly from every direction. No matter how many bullets they put into the man's body, he kept firing his pistol, even long past it seemed even physically possible. After a few minutes, it was finally over. Those remaining came out from behind their makeshift cover they had just been hiding behind and observed the damage. It looked almost like a tornado had swept through the outpost. Broken objects littered the floor, and a few of the walls, especially the ones near the representative's last stand appeared to have been painted a deep dark red. The representative's body itself had actually been cut in half by the torrent of bullets that he had received.

He wasn't the only casualty though. Choxorn, along with the Artillery Officer Love, had also been shot multiple times and were lying on the floor dead. Csargo had taken a bullet or two as well, though he was still among the living.

Those left uninjured then went about the arduous task of trying to fix things up as much as they could. The rooms of the fallen were all thoroughly searched and the survivors came to conclude that:





The Keys were found on Love, the Wire Cutters were found on Choxorn, and the Spiked Stone and Strange Box were found on TheForestAuro.

Before everyone headed off to bed, they all took one last look at the spiked stone, the object they would forever remember the Representative by. The natural reaction was to shun the object held by the man that had caused them so much pain, the man that had been so wrong and yet so right in so many ways, the man that had voiced the demonic nature of their souls, the man that was a monster and yet also the man they had been wrong about. But the stone commanded their attention; they all had a choice on whether or not to stare at it, but none of them had the willpower to refuse. For truly, and everyone knew it, the Representative had only been trying to save his own skin. The rule of law had been abandoned long ago by this outpost, on the very first day perhaps, and the Representative hadn't said a thing then. But still his words haunted them.

Finally, the stone released its captives from its grasp, and the survivors headed off to bed. What a day it had been for everyone. What a day.

The High Power Rifle and the Violin went to Askthepizzaguy, the Pistol went to Stuck in Pi, and the Radio and Pain Medication went to Sprig.

Csargo is now injured!

It is now night!
Public posting is closed!
Players with night abilities contact me if you wish to use them!

Lynch:
Choxorn: 5 (CCRunner, Askthepizzaguy, Stuck in Pi, j65536d, TheForestAuro)
TheForestAuro: 5 (sprig, Choxorn, CivGeneral, Beefy187, Love)

High Powered Rifle:
Askthepizzaguy: 7 (sprig, Askthepizzaguy, j65536d, Choxorn, TheForestAuro, Stuck in Pi, Beefy187)
Stuck in Pi: 1 (CCRunner)

Pistol:
Stuck in Pi: 3 (Sprig, Stuck in Pi, Beefy187)
Askthepizzaguy: 2 (Askthepizzaguy, TheForestAuro)
j65536d: 1 (j65536d)

Violin:
Askthepizzaguy: 6 (Askthepizzaguy, j65536d, Choxorn, TheForestAuro, Stuck in Pi, Beefy187)

Radio:
Sprig: 7 (sprig, j65536d, Askthepizzaguy, Choxorn, TheForestAuro, Stuck in Pi, Beefy187)

Pain Medication
Sprig: 7 (sprig, Askthepizzaguy, TheForestAuro, CivGeneral, Stuck in Pi, Beefy187)

Ghost Comment:

OOC: Talk about epic explosion!

OOC: Talk about blind leading the blind

Damn... He really was a survivalist. Well, okay, that's not exactly "Innocent", but... still, damn.

I don't have time to finish sending out the all the pms to everyone right now. I'll try to do them tomorrow, and just make the night 48 hours long to compensate. That way everyone will still have 24 hours to send in night orders. Sorry for all these delays recently.

TheForestAuro said:

Ghost Comment:

Spoiler :

<3 Love.

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Ghost comment: <3

Personally, I'd like to think that we should have lynched Csargo.

I'm not listening to you guys anymore.

All right, everyone should have everything now. Go ahead and send in night orders.

Morning 8

Surprisingly enough, the night was completely silent. The night had soon passed without incident, and it was morning yet again. As the last of soldiers got up, they noticed through the windows that for the first time in a long while, the clouds were beginning to part in the sky. The bright morning sun had poked through some of the small slits where the clouds had completely disappeared. It looked much like rays of enlightenment were descending from the heavens. When everyone met in main room, the soldiers were pleasantly surprised to find that everyone was still alive that had gone to bed last night.

The Electrical Technician Beefy187 immediately got to work on the generator. After his work the lights began to flicker intermittently. The heat remained the same however, and the kitchen appliances were now functional as well. Sprig looked to have healed from the shrapnel that he had encountered yesterday. It was also noticed that the Door to Commander Frozen's Office looked like it had received more damage during the night; it seemed close to falling off its hinges. It had been a fairly good start to the morning, but the overall mood was still sour after the events of yesterday.

Name: Door to Commander Frozen’s Office
Status: Locked; Severely Damaged

Innocent Morale is now Depressed!

Vote for the Keys in Olive, the Wire Cutters in Yellow, the Spiked Stone in Dark Red, and the Strange Box in Blue.

It is now day!
This day will last for 48 hours!
Public posting is open!
Vote for the execution and the items!
People with day abilities, contact me if you wish to use them!

As TFA is an innocent, kinda, I thought it would be a good idea to continue his work with the door to Commander Frozen's office.

The Violin, as I have examined it, is useless to me because I don't know how to play it. I'm not sure who does, so whoever wants it may ask for it.

I'd like to see the Keys and the Strange Box, please.

I read the reference books, they contain a large entry on Basilisks, which I would like to post here if the host would allow it.