Mini-NotW IV: I'm on a Boat (GAME THREAD)

Alright then- :D:D:D


OOC: Methos, I REALLY need help with private messages- i'd pm you about the problem but.....:(
 
(I don't know if it'll save any time, but I'll PM him to direct him to these posts.)
 
I just fwd'd all the relevant PMs to Pinman
 
EVENING FIVE

As the day passed, it became fairly clear that the wench had given up. Being the only object of suspicion and nonchalantly admitting that she was a cannibal, she proceeded to have sex with anyone on the boat who would come near her and then gathered everyone at dusk on the deck.

"So, yeah, I'm pretty much a cannibal. I've got places to be, though, so I'm just gunna peace out, yo."

With a wink and a smile, she hopped overboard and was immediately devoured by dolphins.

Spoiler :
The Wench was a murderous cannibal. Surprise!


"Well. Alright guys," said the Sailor, scooping the captain's hat from the deck and onto his head. "Dinner time."

The Compass was handed off to the Diplomat. The Cutlass earned a place at the Bodyguard's side. But at dinner, a peculiar thing happened...

...The Quartermaster didn't deliver any food to the Diplomat, CCRunner.

It is now NIGHT FIVE!
Those of you with night actions, send them to me!
Night falls in 22.5 Hours!​
 
MORNING SIX

"...besides, my dear," the Merchant softly spoke, drawing the covers of the bed up around he and his wife. "We've got the Bodyguard right outside the door. No harm can come to us."

"Alright.." she said meekly, looking away. A few awkward moments passed, and a rumbling was heard

"Drat.." he mumbled, sighing and shifting out of bed. "I'll be right back..I've..got to.." and he gagged, rushing out of the room and to the rails of the ship as quickly as possible. One thorough vomitfest later, he leaned against the banisters, exhausted. "Cooking's gone to hell since the cook died."

But it was something that he saw in the water that piqued his interest. "Honey...honey come look at this..," he yelled. "It's an Oct-"

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The next day, the count showed that Merchant Seon had gone missing, and a broken bloodied banister supported his supposed death. The Merchant's Wife, although clearly distraught, could do nothing but cling to the Bodyguard and look about fearfully, almost as if tears were too dangerous. His Bag of Money would be voted on, the only ownerless item seeing as the Wench appeared to have nothing.

Spoiler :
The Merchant was Innocent!


"Well, get back to work!" the Sailor shouted, uneasily. "We've got a boat to sail!"

It is now MORNING SIX
Those of you with Morning Actions, please send them to me.
Votes for the Bag of Money will be in Sandy Brown!
41.5 Hours until Night Falls​
 
I suggest the Innocents do not lynch anyone...if only that were possible.

I admit that I am an innocent, yet I accept that this infomation will not be accepted at face value.

However, all weapons in my power are worth +1 on their base value. Any innocents that wish this game to survive longer would be well served by gifting me their weapons...and any intel that they have. It could well be the best bet we all have of winning this game. I know, as I said, I do not expect people to accept what I say at face value, but I ask you this: What have we found so far? A single cannibal of our own volition, and another through suicidal tendencies.

Our current techniques are not working. I hope that all of you are willing to try a new method.
 
The captain looked over the water, that the wench had gotten in to a state of insanity was a lucky break. He doubts people would have suspected her so soon otherwise. Now the Merchant was death. He thought long and hard, doing nothing would mean certain death, acting and cutting down the crew randomly could only speed up the process. Die now or die tomorrow, did it make a difference?

"Helmsman we're off course, again. Cabin boy, your skills with weapons is unknown to me. Furthermore it could all just be a ploy to leave us defenceless!"

The captain turned around and adjusted the ropes to the main sail. He had imagined his first captainship a whole lot different.
 
I personally think that Arakhor should be called to account for trying to vote the compass, which could be a rather important item, to somebody like the Helmsman- who has been sleeping on his job.

Theres also the fact that Arakhor attempted to have me lynched after risking my life to protect the Diplomat.....;)

At the same time, killing the Helmsman would seem, in my eyes at least, to be worse than useless. Somebody has in fact been executing kills, and at the time of this post, the Helmsman has not been seen since Jun 25, 2009.
 
Why would the cabin boy of all people be more competent with weapons than warriors who have trained for years in their use?
 
OOC/GHOST: That is one darn way to die :lol:
 
"As far as I'm concerned, Royal Guard Pinman may receive the Bag of Gold. Consider it a reward for his heroic actions on the ship."
 
(OOC: Did not spot his absence.)

"Apparently the helmsman likes to sleep on the job. Normally that would mean walking the plank. But these are special times."
 
MORNING SIX

Few accusations had been thrown about today, with only one consensus seemingly reached so far, that the Bag of Money might go to the Royal Guard.

It is now AFTERNOON SIX
Those of you with Afternoon Actions, please send them to me.
Votes for the Bag of Money will be in Sandy Brown!
24 Hours until Night Falls​
 
"I'm my husband's heir," says Arakha indignantly, having now slightly recovered from her shocking ordeal of the morning. "I should inherit everything my husband left to the world, or rather to his wife - me!"

She snorts at the royal guard. "Fancy that I should want to give the compass to the helmsman of all people. What a stupid idea giving a navigation device to a man steering the ship!

"Besides which, why would the cabin boy be better with weapons than trained bodyguards? For once, I agree with the diplomat."
 
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