oh right im still alive in this game lol. Not sure why i didnt die.
How do you expect to find the culprit when you're all worried about each other's feelings? If you're planning to expose a liar, then you have to corner them psychologically.
How do you expect to find the culprit when you're all worried about each other's feelings? If you're planning to expose a liar, then you have to corner them psychologically.
August 1, 1995
7:02 PM
Echo Bay, Maryland
City Hall
Mayor Markus Wilson, Jr. stares out at the crowd. these are his people. his citizens. his flock. he is their elected leader, yes, but tonight, he reassures himself, he will lead them to salvation. the faces of the people whose interests he's sworn to represent look scared, confused, upset. they want answers. they want an explanation. they want an end to all of this.
he is not here to give them an end, though; he is here to give them what they truly need: freedom from an end.
he sees the flash of a camera go off. under the lights of this auditorium, it's hardly noticeable, though. and right now, nothing will distract him from why he's here. he looks down at his briefcase. he looks at the gun at the top of the case. he told his security people he'd like to go in through a back entrance to avoid the attention of the media. the truth was, they'd just installed a metal detector at the front entrance. couldn't have it taken away from him before he finished sharing the truth he'd discovered.
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August 1, 1995
7:08 PM
Echo Bay, Maryland
the home of Dorothy Wilson
Dorothy Wilson stared at the woman in front of her. "so you're the woman he hired," she says.
"yes, I'm the executor of your late husband's estate. I'm sorry it took us so long to become acquainted."
"and yet... you're me."
"not entirely, no."
"then explain to me what you are."
"the short answer is that I'm a clone, but that's oversimplifying things. genetically, I'm identical to you, yes, but we have had very different lives."
"and my husband allowed you to... allowed you to exist? he had you made?"
"he did, yes. you're the only one he could trust to carry out his mission, but he knew you weren't long for this world."
"six months ago they said I had three months. who knows how long I'll have to live a year from now? and if we're identical, aren't you liable to die just the same way as me? how much did this cost him? how does this technology even exist?"
Dorothy -- the younger one -- laughs. even though she really has very little to do with the dying woman in the chair in front of her, she can't help but relate to her. to the fact that, faced with her own clone, she questions the logistics of whether human cloning makes financial sense before bothering to ask how it's even technologically feasible.
"that's all... complicated. we don't need to get into it right now."
"then tell me this, dear: why did you come to my home tonight?"
"part of your late husband's plans involved taking down one of his political rivals, and... she got her revenge."
"political rival? I don't know about any political rivals. he would've told me about this, right?"
"again, it's complicated. there are a lot of things happening, a lot of cause and effect. but some of the causes haven't happened yet."
"is this about Colorado?"
"you know about Colorado?"
"of course I know about Colorado. I'm not a fool. we're... we're not fools. what does all of this have to do with me, though?"
"it doesn't really have anything to do with you, I'm afraid. I just... have some bad news for you. your son... well, he's about to kill himself during a press conference."
Dorothy Wilson stares at Dorothy Carroll incredulously. "excuse me?"
"I tried to stop it, but, well, she got to him--"
"who got to him? why are you here talking to me instead of there stopping him?"
"the political rival I mentioned. and she's... well, she's way too powerful for me to touch right now. that wouldn't end well for anyone."
"well, who the fuck is she?"
"that's a complicated question."
"I want you to answer it."
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August 1, 1995
7:12 PM
Echo Bay, Maryland
Howell Hospital
room 308
a young woman gives birth to two surrogate children -- fraternal twins. Emma and Dorothy Carroll. the girls' father stands in the corner of the room. he seems completely uninterested in his children being born, instead focusing all his attention on a news broadcast on the television. at 7:15 on the dot, the man on the screen pulls a gun out of his briefcase and points it at his own head. the girls' father whispers to himself, "the only absolution is death," and the man on the television repeats those same words and pulls the trigger.
he pulls out the device the woman gave him a year ago. "the girls have been born, and the mayor guy is dead, just like you said. this means my boy gets to be the new mayor someday?"
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January 27, 2019
6:24 AM
Lost Canyon, Colorado
Future Core Neural Designs
Emma Carroll stares at a computer screen. "yes," she replies. "your boy Jonathan will be taken care of quite nicely." the message sends itself back 24 years into the past. she considers what would happen if she told the man to simply smother Dorothy right now. would she be written out of the timeline? would the timeline simply collapse? fun questions to consider, sure, but not ones worth her time. the important thing is she's sent a message to Markus.
now to take care of his son's clone.
Ausuka has died, and was a 1-shot bulletproof day 3+ jester. she therefore has won the game! wow. however, the game will continue, because technically she hasn't stopped anyone else from fulfilling their win condition. maybe I should've made her so that when she dies everyone else dies too or something, but I didn't do that, now did I?
anyway, night 3 actions blah blah blah 48 hours c'mon c'mon c'mon. I will be 6 hours deep into
Kingdom Hearts 3
when night 3 ends, so will I actually remember to start day 4 before I go to sleep? we'll just have to see!
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We just need to tread carefully because if you slip up around her as scum she notices and will tear your spine out and slap you to death with it. (I'm slightly scared of Nancy)
~the worst
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Nancy is pretty heavenly ngl
~CheekyTeeky
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Nancy-scum feels like a hot knife slicing through butter. Nancy-town feels like a magnifying glass in the sun glaring down at an insect.
How do you expect to find the culprit when you're all worried about each other's feelings? If you're planning to expose a liar, then you have to corner them psychologically.
In post 3781, Wisdom wrote:nancy hello?
I know pb was vigged by brie
Read the quote again
In post 3777, Wisdom wrote:we are saying the same thing
except i think its multiball
Then why do you think she’s still scum? We’ve had two town jailkeepers and probably 2 town fruit vendors, why not 2 town dayvigs - especially when we have 1 confirmed SCUM dayvig?
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We just need to tread carefully because if you slip up around her as scum she notices and will tear your spine out and slap you to death with it. (I'm slightly scared of Nancy)
~the worst
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Nancy is pretty heavenly ngl
~CheekyTeeky
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Nancy-scum feels like a hot knife slicing through butter. Nancy-town feels like a magnifying glass in the sun glaring down at an insect.
it takes four days for the bodies to be found. a coroner reports that they died within a few hours of each other in the early hours of July 4, 1995. homicide. the kind that demands a closed casket funeral.
there is no time for a funeral in the eyes of the mob. there is only time for vengeance.
profii has died, and was a town non-consecutive jack of all trades.
CheekyTeeky has died, and was a town day-3 vigilante.
Oh, you’re right, I forgot about that.
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We just need to tread carefully because if you slip up around her as scum she notices and will tear your spine out and slap you to death with it. (I'm slightly scared of Nancy)
~the worst
*******
Nancy is pretty heavenly ngl
~CheekyTeeky
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Nancy-scum feels like a hot knife slicing through butter. Nancy-town feels like a magnifying glass in the sun glaring down at an insect.
In post 3784, Wisdom wrote:dann is the scum A dayvig and brie is the scum B dayvig
Scum fucked up by killing Cheeky over me.
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We just need to tread carefully because if you slip up around her as scum she notices and will tear your spine out and slap you to death with it. (I'm slightly scared of Nancy)
~the worst
*******
Nancy is pretty heavenly ngl
~CheekyTeeky
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Nancy-scum feels like a hot knife slicing through butter. Nancy-town feels like a magnifying glass in the sun glaring down at an insect.
I’m not but either that or Brie shouldn’t have claimed. We then would have probably mislynched PB anyway and jester would have lost.
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We just need to tread carefully because if you slip up around her as scum she notices and will tear your spine out and slap you to death with it. (I'm slightly scared of Nancy)
~the worst
*******
Nancy is pretty heavenly ngl
~CheekyTeeky
*******
Nancy-scum feels like a hot knife slicing through butter. Nancy-town feels like a magnifying glass in the sun glaring down at an insect.
If you have a scum dayvig, the correct kill would be to target someone extremely unlikely to be one. Both of us were equally obvtown on D1, so I was the safer target.
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We just need to tread carefully because if you slip up around her as scum she notices and will tear your spine out and slap you to death with it. (I'm slightly scared of Nancy)
~the worst
*******
Nancy is pretty heavenly ngl
~CheekyTeeky
*******
Nancy-scum feels like a hot knife slicing through butter. Nancy-town feels like a magnifying glass in the sun glaring down at an insect.
If you have a scum dayvig, the correct kill would be to target someone extremely unlikely to be one. Both of us were equally obvtown on D1, so I was the safer target.
Why wouldn't scum want to target a town dayvig? I don't see why. Also it occurred to me that it's not impossible that Jaylow never mentioned to the rest of the scum that he was a dayvig.
Trying to derail Mastina wagon, saying entire neighborhood is town, and the way he went about Nancy being Nancy makes sense from annoyed townwisdom.
One of these things solely doesn’t make him town, sure, but when put together, that’s just too many anti scum agenda moves for me to feel like he is scum. Scum do one or two of these moves sure, but the way he’s done so many of em just make me feel he’s town.
How is this thread not locked yet? Didn’t we already hammer?
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We just need to tread carefully because if you slip up around her as scum she notices and will tear your spine out and slap you to death with it. (I'm slightly scared of Nancy)
~the worst
*******
Nancy is pretty heavenly ngl
~CheekyTeeky
*******
Nancy-scum feels like a hot knife slicing through butter. Nancy-town feels like a magnifying glass in the sun glaring down at an insect.