Shadows

At some point prior to this whole ordeal, the voice of god gave an indication that this would be a game of vanilla townies, and the whole medicine thing seems to confirm this. For you to be telling the truth, god would have had to lie. I'll ban his megablocks if that's true, so I'm pretty sure it isn't. Sorry, but I saw you much earlier in the day, lurking at the doorway listening to us talk, and then much later you came up with your story. It feels too carefully planned and researched and I'm not buying it.

Aren't we all required to or one will be assigned to us? I've sort of assumed that the scum have their own prechosen actions and the medicine is just a cover for them, while we're hoping to get good actions to use against them. I'm even thinking that the only way it would be fair is if there are multiples of some actions in the drugs, just to give more of us the chance to do something to help. By that logic, they can't kill everyone who gets a good med, plus they can never be sure how many of any action could be out there. I really don't think that the small number of reveals so far amount to much, I'm betting there are more powerful drugs out there and some that they would much rather find if they can. If they can identify 5 a day on their own, it wouldn't take long to find a lot of them anyway, so early honesty is probably our best bet, within careful limits, of course. So everyone is going to get medicine no matter what. I think it's more a matter of someone not paying attention/participating much, since it would be stupid for scum to reveal themselves this way. The important part is that the scum doesn't have to use theirs, from what it said before this, meaning they must have their own actions. Probably worse ones.

I know for a fact that the peach cobbler hasn't been revealed as I took it today and have told nothing. I checked and it wasn't revealed yesterday either. I'd actually thought it was new when I picked it, because I took my meds during the first shift yesterday and didn't look at the second shift list very closely. Whatever the case, no one knows what, if anything, it does. I don't know about all of the rest because I don't intend to take anything twice, I'm going to try as many different things as I can, as I said yesterday. Plus there is still no guarantee that everything does the same thing every day when taken by different people. Or maybe shift 1 and shift 2 versions of the same med do different things. There are too many possibilities to assume anything until a few days have passed and patterns can hopefully be found. Still, you're probably right, we should be as careful as possible about our meds until we understand everything, I just think that this situation was important enough to warrant revealing what I could. If none of us do that, we'll all sit quietly by, waiting to be killed.

There's no way to tell that the drugs do the same thing daily, especially when taken by different people, that's just silly to assume so. I could keep quiet and maybe die a coward, or speak out and try to help us and in the process, protect myself from the serial killer. That seems like the better alternative, to be blunt. I'd much rather reveal what I know and stop a killer than die in my bed with some masked freak hovering over me slashing me to bits. Duh. I can be nearly 100% secure here, and as you don't think I should reveal everything, don't expect me to be any more specific. There simply isn't a need, a killer has been revealed. That's all there is to it. If we're smart, we'll find out about the reliability of the results, but I feel very secure in them, it would be ridiculously coincidental to see someone target the exact person who died and then have it be wrong. It did not mention the Darth Vader costume. Finally you start making sense, and yes, I know it puts me in danger, but what else could I do? I do hope someone can protect me... It was pretty random, I didn't have anyone who bothered me much yesterday except tattoo face and that situation was over. You probably shouldn't have revealed all of that, but it's damn good to hear it confirmed, it makes me feel a lot more sane.

I've given this careful consideration and can't think of any other way to handle the situation but to come and lay it out to all of you directly. Last night, I took my medication and was given an awesome power and responsibility, the chance to track someone to see who they targeted. I made my choice and awoke with a fresh memory of what happened. I had sort of wished it was a nightmare, but it was real, and it was horrible. "Lumpy" Zed Furby (Zepher) killed Rolly "Cracker-Man" Crackerman (Ricecracker) last night while disguised as Darth Vader. He is either the scum or serial killer. I'm leaning towards serial killer since the Walrus seems to be related to the events of the past and all of this insanity with Frau Crazypants. We need to work together and act quickly to stop Zed before he can strike again. I hope I can count on all of you to help. Oh, and before he claims to have been targeting for another purpose, I was able to take advantage of a lucky coincidence to confirm that his meds yesterday were useless. Therefore, he had to be acting with an action he already had, one to kill us brutally. So there you have it, our first real lead. Let's use it, this is incredibly important.

Two in one night and Carl was a nutter, like we all knew. Much as he needed to go to quite down the insanity a bit, Salty and Crackers are a big loss. I don't know how we could have done better yesterday, but we need to make sure we do today. Did anyone learn anything useful overnight? You red devil, you. MEDS! Day One, Shift One: 1. Nasal Inhaler 2. The Big Fat Pill Ali "Periscope" Perry 3. DMT 4. White Crystals 5. Powdered Rhino Horn 6. Red Devils Draxia 7. Horse Tranquilizers 8. Peach Cobbler Shalonda Cunningham 9. Lemon Peel 10. Sponk 11. Downers Mmmm, Peach Cobbler. So you keep saying. Guilty conscious for something?

*drags up a completely different chair and joins the game, already in progress*

*hears what sounds like a party down the hall* They're throwing a party without me? The nerve! *throws off his sheets, shoves aside the furniture, peeks outside, then swings open his door and goes back to the patient lounge* HI! We're playing games? COUNT ME IN!

It's all inferred violence anyway. More or less. ALIEN BITCH.

Then who would protect me from you? *runs like hell to his room, locks the door, puts some furniture in front of it, and hides under his sheets*

I told you people, I TOLD YOU! SHE'S AN ALIEN, AN megablocks PROBING ALIEN! OH GOD, WHY? I'm going to lock myself in my room for the night, it isn't safe to be around pointy objects and HER! I don't care if she is kind of cute, in that sort of naughty Nazi nurse way, she's trouble and I'm having no part of that! Someone walk me to my room?

I didn't say he did, I just used his name in vain or something. Wait... What's this? *picks up a piece of paper* Oh, apparently someone named 'Lady Dolores' wants me to tell you that your face is a slut. I have no idea who she is or what that means, but I'm intrigued. Well, stupid people might not have known it was being watched, but they do now, so you've pretty much screwed that up. Might as well go make a play about it. Me too. I plan to try different things each day. It's like a drug buffet!

He's doing megablocking plays? Jesus, not this again...

Neutral. Not neutral, you're all over the place. You're crazier and more disagreeable than anyone else and that's enough reason for me. Vote: Carl "Black Beast" Pie (CallMePieOrDie) Thank you for making this a guilt-free decision, freak.

To be perfectly honest, everyone who doesn't start a bandwagon is going to be jumping on one today. We don't have a choice, except for which one. This isn't one of those plays where we can all just agree to stop the witch hunt and live happily ever after, except for the dead witch with the ugly tombstone, of course. We're trapped here, we're being told what we will do, and we're being told that if we don't, it's going to be very, very bad. Call that jumping on the bandwagon, I call it surviving, and I don't blame you for trying to do the same. As for what you said, I was talking while you were talking so I've only now had the chance to see it. You make some fair points, but you've also been a total megablocks along the way, and the two don't completely cancel out. I don't feel strongly enough about that to vote for you right now, but I would have no problem doing so if that seems like the best alternative at the end of the day.

I don't care much for Carl's attitude at all. Does that mean he should be condemned for it? Well, who knows? But at least one stray bit of weird behaviour is something to go on. I'd like to imagine we'll have more tomorrow, but tomorrow won't come for one of us unless we make a decision, and that decision is who isn't going to be here tomorrow. Getting rid of a negative personality might help us, but I want to hear what everyone thinks first. I do know one thing... I'll be damned if I let Frau Crazypants get her way and make our decision for us. I really believe that we need to put our minds together, grab life by the balls and make lemonade. That sounded so much better in my head. Whatever. If everyone can come to an agreement, I'll support it. I'm the only one I can be sure of, and I know I'm as interested as the most of you in getting rid of the bad people and getting out of here alive. I didn't come here to die, I came here to live! To live free of alien influence! Frau Crazypants is an alien, more or less, and I don't want her deciding my future. Unless she wants to drop by my room for an hour or two, but that's strictly lust and lust is nothing to be ashamed of. Please, no anal probing. I'm just saying, I know you alien types.

Interesting, I don't remember those, but I found one... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwG0JzDQcZ8&feature=related

So if we vote, we likely kill one of our own, and if we don't, we likely kill one of our own. This is a fun place, I'm soooo glad I came. Are you Rod Stewart? No, wait, I read that wrong. And it's just a story, I'm sure. Or something. You know where your pants would look good? On the floor next to my bed. Bring a paper bag. I don't care which one of us wears it.

No. You're old.

I've consulted with all of the standard sources of information: My gold brick hat, the dead fish, Tammo's boobs, that freaky pop singer's skull eye socket... no one knows.

Hmmm, that was confusing, though it makes sense. Sorry about that.

Yeah, it's moving particularly quickly. I posted before I went to bed and got up to a flood of posts.

Ok, seriously, you're all talking as fast as a bunch of crazy people on meds! OOOH, MORE MEDS! Day One-Shift Two 1. Strawberry Dust Sassy Cooter 2. Dried Bull Testicles Carl 'Black Beast' Pie 3. Yellowjackets Ali "Periscope" Perry 4. Peach Cobbler Rickety Cannon 5. Downers 6. Pot Pourri Rolly "Cracker-man" Crackerman 7. Bug Dust 8. Paint Thinner Janie Beeswax 9. Uppers Imes da Booey 10. DMT Pearl Nuttin 11. Nasal Inhaler Shalonda Cunningham 12. Blue Bennies Kelly "K-Girl" Mann I'd like the Nasal Inhaler, please, I'm feeling a little stuffed up. Beyond that, I don't see anything today that tells me who to vote for. I could take off my brick and see what the aliens have to say, but they're usually idiots and won't even vote off a Nazi when they see one. I'll keep watching. You keep talking. Maybe not so much. The voices, so many voices... and they aren't even in my head!

This doesn't look good. She reminds me a little of an alien I read about once. An illegal alien. Get it? Illegal. Alien. Stop staring at me. PILLS HERE! Day One, Shift One: 1. The Big Fat Pill 2. Magic Beans Belle Bastage 3. Powdered Rhino Horn Ali "Periscope" Perry 4. White Crystals 5. Opium 6. Black Beauties 7. Red Devils Zed "Lumpy" Furby 8. Sugar Pill Shalonda Cunningham 9. Pink Pearlies Rick "The Salty R-Dog" Astley 10. Lemon Peel Stanley Spussemmin 11. Horse Tranquilizers 12. Salinie Infusion 13. Sponk Pour some sugar on me.

Why thank you! I like your shiny breasts, they're very mmmmmm. I might have to go to my bunk now, too. Furries. Still, nice boobs, baby. Oh, you can start on me any time.