Shadows

For some reason, my sundial is operating 6 hours slow. The day has concluded. The night begins. Since the day was 6 hours too long because of that pesky sun, the night will be 6 hours shorter to bring time back to where it belongs. Night 2!

ONLY PLAYERS MAY POST IN THIS TOPIC! READ EVERYTHING! THE RULES AND WISHES HAVE CHANGED As it was written, "One day the Nizam shall rise again and bring upon the land a great disaster. Many will die as they attempt to reclaim control of the Sands of Time." This is that story. Night 2 - What's that I hear? It is the jackals, and they hunger. Night has fallen and it can't get up. Above the square, that same familiar figure emerged from the royal balcony as horns blared to alert the citizens that a proclamation was about to be made. Good people of Persia, I, Grand Vizier Shadir the One-Eyed would like to take this moment to remind you that the absence of a giant burning orb in the sky means that it is night once again. Prepare to fulfill your required duty and do try a little harder this time, please. So here's the plan! Every day/night cycle, you may kill one person of your choosing. You may also protect one from being killed. You will no longer be able to block. Blocking seemed to disrupt your killing too much, so we'll just leave that out. It didn't do you any good anyway, none of you even blocked a Nizam either. Talk amongst yourselves then go home. When you've come to a conclusion, send me your 2 wishes. The earlier you send, the more successful you'll be. You have 24 hours to send your wishes. If you haven't sent them by then... :skull: LET THE NIGHT BEGIN! The Rules of Play: A small number of you have previously received a PM. You are the Nizam. The rest of you will not hear from me at any time during this game. You are all free to use the local Potato Messenging system to any advantage you feel it may bring you, but you may only write me once per day or night. No questions, no retractions, no attempts to change or verify anything. The game will operate on a day by day basis, with each game day lasting exactly 24 hours and then a night lasting an additional 24 hours. During that time, all players may post in the discussion topic for that day (or night, as appropriate) in an attempt to gain information, create alliances, or simply deceive each other. Participation in the game topics is encouraged but not required. What is required, however, is a PM to me detailing your wishes. You may send it at any time during the day or associated night. Failure to send a PM will not be pretty, but it might be amusing. For me. Who you plan to kill. This should be someone you believe to be on the opposing team from you. Assuming they aren't protected, you aren't blocked, and you live long enough to do it, they'll die in the night. Who you want to protect. This should be someone you believe to be on your own team who might be in danger. If successful, it will protect them from one kill attempt. That doesn't mean they'll last the night if multiple people target them. Don't be surprised if things don't go as you plan, there will be a lot of people doing a lot of things in the night, plus there are many outside factors that you can't possibly account for. Every day will be a surprise. At the end of the night, a conclusion will be posted and then the next day will appear. This is how you will learn the effectiveness of the previous night (and whether or not you survived it). The Victims Players (In order of Signup): Dragonator Quarryman WhiteFang Rick Lord Arjay YG-49 Svelte Bob the Construction Man PrEtzel badboytje88 I Scream Clone TinyPiesRUs brickme Dunjohn Dannylonglegs pedro General Redwater jamtf Alice Ricecracker Walter Kovacs hewman Big Cam Zapper Brick Inconspicuous def Sandy Sir Dillon Eskallon Darth Hawken professor flitwick Mac-K Fugazi The crazy one Gamer Roncanator indianajones CallMePie The Legonater Spyder Peppermint_M JimButcher cralegoboy Stash2Sixx iamded Burman hiny awesomebrick Masked Builder Pyramid ThatGuyWithTheBricks greenskull139

Grand Vizier Shadir the One-Eyed hears the cries of the poor people below and steps out on his balcony. Oh but you have clues if you just look carefully. Even with one eye, I can see them, right in the transcript of the night. All you have to do is use them wisely and decide who you can absolutely trust. The Nizam and their evil plan will unravel like old Mustafah's carpets if you just pull the right thread. *shakes his head and mutters* When I look out there, it makes me glad I'm not you ...

Great stuff! It isn't just a single joke, it's a whole array of little funnies (and mostly Licensed theme based ) culminating in a zinger in the middle. I like that, it maximizes the fun yet nothing looks out of place. Keep on PoPing! (imagine how much popping they had to do to get him that length...)

Sucks to be you?

The conclusion actually made that clear. Your protectors turned to run because they were outnumbered. After applying all blocks, more people tried to kill than protect you. If each protect canceled a kill, there would still be a killer left. Get it? It determines how ties and close calls are decided. In the case of a tie, first one in wins. It also has another slight effect, but I'm not explaining that.

So the more of a smartass I am, the longer I'll live? YES!

Yay! Hey!

dystopia Main Entry: dys·to·pia Pronunciation: \(ˌ)dis-ˈtō-pē-ə\ Function: noun Etymology: New Latin, from dys- + -topia (as in utopia) Date: circa 1950 1 : an imaginary place where people lead dehumanized and often fearful lives 2 : anti-utopia 2 — dys·to·pi·an \-pē-ən\ adjective I fail to see the dehumanization, and honestly, I don't even think we're all that fearful considering the situation. The game needs more robots. And an evil boss controlling them. And some flying cars. I really want a flying car.

The Grand Vizier will take that into consideration. He was a little tired after summarizing the previous 15 deaths. I have done nothing but ask my people to defend their country. I would have expected an aristocrat to understand that. I one-eye you suspiciously now.

He did. Yes you may! Heckle away!

15 died in the night. 3 more died for lack of participation, so 18. It isn't bad, really, but less than expected. DAY 2 POSTED! You did, and it helped, but not enough. Like I said, you can do everything right and still die. And you did.

ONLY PLAYERS MAY POST IN THIS TOPIC! READ EVERYTHING! THE RULES AND WISHES HAVE CHANGED As it was written, "One day the Nizam shall rise again and bring upon the land a great disaster. Many will die as they attempt to reclaim control of the Sands of Time." This is that story. Day 2 - There's No Sense Crying Over Every Mistake. Blood. It's everywhere. Everywhere except the burning parts. Ash and smoke fill the air as the sun struggles to burst through the gloom of destruction. The market, once a wonderous place, is now little more than a burned out war zone in the midst of the fortress walls. Above the square, that same familiar figure emerged from the royal balcony as horns blared to alert the citizens that a proclamation was about to be made. Good people of Persia, I, Grand Vizier Shadir the One-Eyed... holy crap! Look at this place! I didn't say to destroy everything, I said to kill the Nizam. Well, no matter, as long as you've succeeded. Scribe! *a young man approaches the Vizier and hands him a scroll summarizing the previous evening. Excellent. Let's see how you did. The Vizier reads it carefully, shaking his head. Having carefully inspected and confiscated the belongings of all of your targets, it has been determined that you killed precisely 0 Nizam. Oh, and look, there are a few of you who didn't bother to help. Therefore, you shall be rounded up and sentenced to a fair trial for aiding the Nizam through inaction. Then you'll be buried up to your necks in sand and covered in honey and ants or something. I haven't decided yet, but I will, and I'll be sure to do it quickly. We do like to keep things fair and speedy for maximum justice. Men! Round up Dunjon, indianajones and Pyramid who are now as good as dead as well. 18 dead. Well, that's discouraging, but amusing anyway, you're a creative lot, even if you are as dumb as donkey dung. Whatever the case, you just keep on trying 'til you run out of cake citizens. So here's the plan! Every night, you may kill one person of your choosing. You may also protect one from being killed. You will no longer be able to block. Blocking seemed to disrupt your killing too much, so we'll just leave that out. It didn't do you any good anyway, none of you even blocked a Nizam either. Talk amongst yourselves today, and when you've come to a conclusion, send me your 2 wishes. The earlier you send, the more successful you'll be. Then, when the day is over (24 hours from now), night will fall (duh) and you'll have 24 more hours to send your wishes. If you haven't sent them by then... :skull: LET THE DAY BEGIN! The Rules of Play: A small number of you have previously received a PM. You are the Nizam. The rest of you will not hear from me at any time during this game. You are all free to use the local Potato Messenging system to any advantage you feel it may bring you, but you may only write me once per day or night. No questions, no retractions, no attempts to change or verify anything. The game will operate on a day by day basis, with each game day lasting exactly 24 hours and then a night lasting an additional 24 hours. During that time, all players may post in the discussion topic for that day (or night, as appropriate) in an attempt to gain information, create alliances, or simply deceive each other. Participation in the game topics is encouraged but not required. What is required, however, is a PM to me detailing your wishes. You may send it at any time during the day or associated night. Failure to send a PM will not be pretty, but it might be amusing. For me. Who you plan to kill. This should be someone you believe to be on the opposing team from you. Assuming they aren't protected, you aren't blocked, and you live long enough to do it, they'll die in the night. Who you want to protect. This should be someone you believe to be on your own team who might be in danger. If successful, it will protect them from one kill attempt. That doesn't mean they'll last the night if multiple people target them. Don't be surprised if things don't go as you plan, there will be a lot of people doing a lot of things in the night, plus there are many outside factors that you can't possibly account for. Every day will be a surprise. At the end of the night, a conclusion will be posted and then the next day will appear. This is how you will learn the effectiveness of the previous night (and whether or not you survived it). The Victims Players (In order of Signup): Dragonator Quarryman WhiteFang Rick Lord Arjay YG-49 Svelte Bob the Construction Man PrEtzel badboytje88 I Scream Clone TinyPiesRUs brickme Dunjohn Dannylonglegs pedro General Redwater jamtf Alice Ricecracker Walter Kovacs hewman Big Cam Zapper Brick Inconspicuous def Sandy Sir Dillon Eskallon Darth Hawken professor flitwick Mac-K Fugazi The crazy one Gamer Roncanator indianajones CallMePie The Legonater Spyder Peppermint_M JimButcher cralegoboy Stash2Sixx iamded Burman hiny awesomebrick Masked Builder Pyramid ThatGuyWithTheBricks greenskull139

Day/Night 1 Conclusion Posted! after only 2 hours. I must confess to being disappointed in the kill count, but I have a plan to improve that tomorrow, so be sure to read the rules again, they're changing a little in regards to your wishes. Be amazed! Indeed I am, as you can see from my incredible rack.

Day/Night 1: Conclusion As the crowd finally disperses from the market square, the night truly begins. In his home, JimButcher is preparing for the night's actions. Retrieving his dagger and covering his face, he heads out into the night, only to be met by a mob of angry citizens brandishing swords, torches, and forks. "Hey guys, I'm just about to go get those dirty Nizam!" he says nervously, but the crowd isn't willing to listen. Suddenly, from a nearby alley, a second crowd appears. "Wait! We trust him! This will not happen! There are so many of you..." The second crowd flees, but before they can escape, daggers fly! YG-49 catches one in the chest and Ricecracker is slightly wounded in the arm. YG-49 dies quickly but Ricecracker manages to run off as one of the crowd slices Zapper Brick's head clean off with a sword. JimButcher watches in horror, but is cornered and quickly forked to death. The crowd, pleased with their efforts, disperses into the night. Across town, Sandy is dancity dancity dancing towards her home, unaware of what is waiting there. "Oh, my poor feet are killing me," she sighs. "It isn't your feet that will kill you," says a voice from the dark as another group of citizens step into view. The two people who were secretly escorting her turn to run off, but professor flitwick trips on a pot and the assassin who was following him takes the opportunity to finish him off with a nearby camel. You don't really want to know how. Meanwhile, the assembled crowd grabs Sandy and tosses her into a nearby furnace where no matter how quickly she dances, she just can't stop the fire. As the mob disperses, The Legonater remembers an errand he needs to run and goes off on his own, unaware of the trap ahead. As he steps on a pile of palm fronds, he falls into a spiked pit and dies a horrendous death. Big Cam chuckles from above then leaves, only to find his own fate lying in wait around the next corner as a pair of street thugs grab him. "Big man in town, eh? Not for long." After gagging him, they use their swords to cut him into 142 pieces, which they then toss in various fires and plants and vases and pots and cauldrons and pretty much anywhere they'll fit. "Now you're a little man all over town," they chuckle. "That was so much fun," thought Burman, "I hope he was Nizam. Oh well, no matter." As he entered his house, he didn't notice the person standing behind the door, but he did notice the rope they strangled him with. "I hope he was Nizam," the killer thought, "Oh well, no matter." He quickly departed. "I'm glad no one would ever suspect me," thinks iamded. "I wonder what I should do this evening? It's so hard to decide..." Just then, he sees Dragonator standing in his market stall. "I know! I'll do everything to him! It's brilliant! It's crazy! It's crazy brilliant!" He runs over, swinging his sword at the unsuspecting Dragonator who is just closing down for the night. As he approaches, Dragonator turns, still holding the spear he was putting on display. The two meet in a brilliant display of blood, snapping the spear off in iamded's chest. "Hey! That's valuable inventory," cries Dragonator, but to no end, iamded can't hear him anymore. Dragonator quickly steals his wallet to make up for the inventory loss and shuffles off into the night, unaware of what awaits him at home. As he arrives, he notices that the shadows around his house are all moving, "I'll draw my weapon!" he thinks, but but the DM assures him that everything is fine. "I don't know... this isn't right..." He turns to run but is met by a small crowd of killers, hungry for blood and vengeance. "I'm innocent, just a simple mostly honest merchant trying to get by in the world!" he proclaims, but they aren't listening. Just then, more shadows move and an equal number of protectors step out into the street. "Bah, it's a draw" one of the killers says as they quickly depart. "Thanks, guys!" Dragonator says to the protectors, but they've already disappeared as quickly as they appeared. Heading home from protecting Dragonator, TinyPiesRUs smiles a little, feeling good about the job he'd done. Distracted by his recent success, he doesn't notice the cart of potatoes at the top of the hill, but why would he, it's just a cart of potatoes. A cart of potatoes that someone has just shoved down the hill. As it rolls, faster and faster, the killer grins at their work. Across the street, greenskull139 sees the approaching cart and tries to call out to TinyPiesRUs, but is interrupted when a large pot falls off the balcony above and crushes his skull. His killer flees across the rooftops. TinyPiesRUs, still unaware, stops at his door, but before he can unlock it, the hurtling cart mashes him like so many potatoes. The killer heads off into the night. Around the corner, hiny is happily sitting in his living room watching the fire in his hearth and sipping a glass of wine. "What a crazy night, and I still have to go out and do my duty... Ah well, I can rest a bit first." He never wakes up from his nap. His killer, satisfied that the poisonous plant he'd placed in the fire had done a quick and efficient job, heads to his next target. Badboythe88, beautiful as ever, is still standing in the market looking for a camel to rent to get the hell out of Persia. "This would never happen anywhere else!" she proclaims angrily. "Beautiful women aren't supposed to have problems!" Her problems were about to end. "A camel," her killer mutters, "I'll give her a camel." He quickly opens a nearby gate, releasing Abdul the Mad Camel of Persia, the one camel in the world with a psychopathic hatred of blonde women. Galloping towards badboytje88, he can only think of how much he's going to enjoy this, and she can only think of the nail she broke earlier. The two thoughts merge into one as he breaks all of her nails, and 82% of the bones in her body, leaving a blonde and bloody mess in the market square. CallMePie cautiously approaches Stash2Sixx. Quietly. Carefully. Then he trips on a rock and lands in a fire pit. Thankfully, the fire was out, but his efforts to surprise are ruined. Stash2Sixx quickly steps behind a bodyguard who had escorted him and then retreats to the safety of his home. CallMePie had no such protection. When his killer drops from a nearby rooftop, he doesn't even have time to get up before being stabbed and pinned in place by a large pole. His killer tosses a match in the pit, leaving CallMePie to scream in agony as he slowly becomes CallMeFried. No one came out to help, though they heard his screams for several minutes before they finally stopped and the quiet of the evening returned. Even though he had failed to protect Sandy earlier, awesomebrick was still feeling awesome. He'd been successful at killing, and the person he blocked was also dead, so 2 out of 3 wasn't bad. It wasn't to last, however, as a vulture fell out of the sky and landed on him, knocking him to the ground. "What the ...", he cried, then saw the arrow in the vulture. "Oh, someone shot it. Stupid hunters." He never saw the arrow that pierced his own heart, he just died instantly and became an awesomecorpse. His killer chuckled and quickly departed. Small skirmishes break out across town, equally numbered mobs facing off and retreating in stalemate. Pots are broken, fires started and put out, carts toppled, monkeys molested, ostriches ostracized, camel dung thrown, and for the most part, a lot of hiding in the shadows and missing targets. Still more citizens prepared to leave their homes to perform their duty, but found themselves locked in. 16 of them, to be exact. Others went to find their targets, only to find them already dead. There had been a lot of duplication in the wishes, and as a result, the night wasn't as bloody as some had hoped, but had it been successful? Had they managed to kill the Nizam? Stay tuned for day 2 to see the results of your efforts. The Dead: awesomebrick badboytje88 Big Cam Burman CallMePie greenskull139 hiny iamded JimButcher professor flitwick Sandy The Legonater TinyPiesRUs YG-49 Zapper Brick (3 hours? BAH! Try 2!)

And as the night draws to a close, Grand Vizier Shadir the One Eyed can sense the coming violence. It warms his heart and fills his soul with happiness to know that the good people will soon be fighting the evil Nazim. Do your best out there, we're counting on you! CLOSED Results will be posted in this topic in 3 hours or less. Yes, that's right, I am brilliant enough to be able to process all of this in that time.

Someone still wants to know when the dystopian parts will appear.

I'll move this to History for a Wild West discussion, but it isn't becoming a generic spam/chat topic, we don't need one of those.

Exactly! I can tell you first hand that in the US at least, people are crazy about finding any excuse to sue someone and will go to great lengths to do it. As an example, Hasbro, who makes the SW action figures, produces their accessories in a very flexible plastic that literally leaves a lot of the guns warped or susceptible to it. I can say this first hand, I collected around 400 before I got tired of the constant repetition of figures (how many farmboy Luke's can you possibly need in their original package?). Over the years they have improved, but I bet it's still an issue. LEGO, on the other hand, has managed to maintain the shape of the parts while still presenting a safer product, but people don't understand that and complain. That has to get tiresome after a while. I have noticed that minifig hands seem a little more solid than they used to, which is probably a product of colour more than quality, and that can make things tight sometimes, but not to the point of damage. The only time it was bad was with the chromed lightsabers, and when they started to move away from those, people screamed about that. Seriously, they can't win sometimes. I'm surprised they still listen to the small minority of gripers, but they appear to, and I think that the few issues we've had in the past are being resolved well.

Happy Birthday fellow Taurean! You may have been born a few days early and a few years late, but you can still be in the cult. Bring cake. What went wrong?

You know, even with just the one eye, I can still see all of you creeping about and making silly moves that you think are stealthy. You may speak freely and stand out in the open for now, it is only once you have all gone home (24 hours or all wishes cast) that the games will begin. Oh, and ... SEND IN YOUR WISHES NOW! THE GRAND VIZIER DOES NOT LIKE WAITING! Have a good night.

The phrase "it would be a waste at this point" followed by my esteemed visage laughing thusly wasn't clue enough?

As the sun sets over the crowded market, the citizens begin to eye each other suspiciously, their thoughts turning to the matter at hand. Will I be successful tonight? Will someone come to kill me? Where did I park my camel? Knife or axe? Paper or plastic? What is plastic? Why am I talking to myself? It's all very confusing to the poor citizens who are unaccustomed to such a demanding situation, but they will persevere, and a few might even survive the night. The night! The night has come. And it has it's own topic! What? Uncle Shadir, that's crazy, the night never has a topic in mafia games. Oh, but it does in mine. Please feel free to continue the conversation in ... The Night 1 Topic.Then get those wishes in to me, the Sands of Time are running out!

ONLY PLAYERS MAY POST IN THIS TOPIC! As it was written, "One day the Nizam shall rise again and bring upon the land a great disaster. Many will die as they attempt to reclaim control of the Sands of Time." This is that story. Night 1 - It's Always Darkest Just Before the Dawn As the darkness enveloped the square, a familiar figure emerged from the royal balcony and once again, horns blared to alert the citizens that a proclamation was about to be made. Good people of Persia, I, Grand Vizier Shadir the One-Eyed, come before you with a simple reminder. KILL. BLOCK. PROTECT! You have 24 hours to send a PM to me detailing your 3 nightly wishes. Or else. You may now continue to discuss amongst yourselves or go home to prepare for the jobs at hand. Oh, and don't all of you kill JimButcher, please, it would be a waste at this point. Include the following in your PM: Who you plan to kill. This should be someone you believe to be on the opposing team from you. Assuming they aren't protected, you aren't blocked, and you live long enough to do it, they'll die in the night. Who you want to protect. This should be someone you believe to be on your own team who might be in danger. If successful, it will protect them from one kill attempt. That doesn't mean they'll last the night if multiple people target them. Who you want to block. This should be someone you believe to be on the opposing team from you. If successful, the actions of the person you block will be canceled or possibly altered. Don't be surprised if things don't go as you plan, there will be a lot of people doing a lot of things in the night, plus there are many outside factors that you can't possibly account for. Every day AND night will be a surprise. The Victims Players (In order of Signup): Dragonator Quarryman WhiteFang Rick Lord Arjay YG-49 Svelte Bob the Construction Man PrEtzel badboytje88 I Scream Clone TinyPiesRUs brickme Dunjohn Dannylonglegs pedro General Redwater jamtf Alice Ricecracker Walter Kovacs hewman Big Cam Zapper Brick Inconspicuous def Sandy Sir Dillon Eskallon Darth Hawken professor flitwick Mac-K Fugazi The crazy one Gamer Roncanator indianajones CallMePie The Legonater Spyder Peppermint_M JimButcher cralegoboy AwesomeKenobiClone iamded Burman hiny awesomebrick Masked Builder Pyramid ThatGuyWithTheBricks greenskull139