Pandora

The earth shakes with an almighty explosion. The aftershock causes rocks to fall and a firestorm emanates from the mouth of IMHOTEP. Fearing for their lives, the remaining Campies flee from the giant statue and the following inferno. It is the wrath of IMHOTEP! His eyes blaze. He roars so loudly that the yelps and screams of the terrified Campies are easily drowned out. "Rrrroooooaaaaarrrrr!" Hugh Janus dives for cover in the nearest available space and finds himself staring up at Aloysius's undercarriage. Toulouse Leplot follows Gordon Bennett in running to sanctuary in Ossie and Is's shack, but in his haste he trips and falls, landing on top of him in a most unseemly fashion. William Fitzpatrick, seeking any form of shelter, and possibly still his elusive feather boa rabbit snare, tumbles into the large pile of abandoned clothes... ... and after evaluating his dwindling options, Johnson Cox jumps in after. Ishaq Ettaq still has his trusty shovel and starts digging like fury... ... burying himself in the sand to escape the falling fiery rocks. As all the Campies find their refuge, Jenny Taylor doubles back towards the statue's mouth... "Schnookums! There you are! I thought I'd lost you, but you can't stay here, it's not safe!" she cries. As Jenny stoops to pick up the stuffed bear, a dark and foreboding figure appears at IMHOTEP's mouth, freezing her to the spot as she stares, terrified... <cough, cough> "Bwah, hullo old gal! Little bit smokey in there, dontcha know! But I saw her in alright, bwah!" Splutters Roger Goodenarde (for it is he) causing Jenny (and her bosoms) to heave a huge sigh of relief. "Best get ourselves out of the way of these damnable falling fiery rocks, eh what?" he continues to the still speechless Jenny, as he leads her to safety in the nearby waterfall pool. It is entirely possible that the soaking Jenny's blouse receives causes Roger's monocle to pop right out of his eye... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It is early the next morning, so early that it is still night-dark. IMHOTEP is aglow; his eyes continue to burn, fire continues to rage around him and a deep blood-red light spills from his mouth. He looks pretty damn angry. The aura of fire picks out two dark figures, addressing the statue... As the dawn breaks, new light is cast over the canyon and Osiris and Isis can be seen in animated conversation. "Feed me Virgins! They taste so sweet, so succulent! Feed me Virgins!!" "You promised!" shouts Isis "You vowed that if they managed to sacrifice the evil ones to you then you would let these people go!" Isis shakes her head in disappointment; Osiris, frowning, continues "You made a contract." says Osiris determinedly "You cannot renege on it. It was a blood oath. You know it cannot be done." "We will force you, if needs be" they assert together "you know that we can." Some timid coughing and shuffling of feet now draws our attention to the recently surfaced Campies. "Uhhhm" says a small voice "I'm pretty sure there aren't any virgins left here, actually" The Campies look bashfully at one another. "Not anymore, at least" mutters someone. The sound of splashing and giggling from the waterfall pool turns the Campies eyes thence. "Nope, none here either" titters Jenny, with a twinkle in her eye. Osiris and Isis turn back to IMHOTEP. "It is futile, IMHOTEP, you must relent." states Isis "That which you desire now is no longer here" "And besides," continues Osiris "the bargain was set, and the price has been paid. You still have your sacrifices." "Oh all right, fine, but it's just that those Virgins tasted so much nicer than those Cultists. Except the one that tasted of scorpion balls, I mean, seriously, he gave me indigestion, mind you he wasn't a Virgin was he? Yeah, so I can see where you're coming from, and yeah, I guess you have a point. Okaaaaaay. " "Right... uhhm... good. Glad that's settled." mutter Osiris and Isis ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meanwhile, inside the great statue of IMHOTEP, there's one hell of a party in full swing... Sheila has now arrived and wastes no time in doing body-shots with Father Tomato. Percy is playing 'hide the snake' with Melaena, and Mehmet indulges in a little stage-diving while general merriment and hedonism prevail with enough noise to raise the dead... Unfortunately even the free flowing wine doesn't stop the revellers from realising the room is shaking. The source of the disruption becomes evident as the mummified IMHOTEP rises from his sarcophagus. "Waaaaah" and "Aaaaargh!" are the general cries of distress from the merry-makers as they make, in a less than merry way, for the hitherto unnoticed doors. "Oooh! Shiny!" exclaims Betty Swallocks "Aha" says Mustafa, turning to IMHOTEP "just the man, mummy, whatever. Now, about that immortality you promised us..." "Yeah!" cry the other Cultists, also stopping in their running away. Those Innocent Campies not interested in immortality with IMHOTEP continue to squeeze their way out of the grand doors... ...leaving Melaena Stools (CallMePieOrDie), Betty Swallocks (TinyPiesRUs), Nicholas Hoare (Fugazi), Sheila Suxsumb (Tamamono) and Mustafa Nidia (Brickdoctor) alone with IMHOTEP. Oh, but you shall have immortality... booms IMHOTEP... ...as the doors close forever. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Back in the canyon, now that IMHOTEP has been satisfied, things have settled down somewhat. The remaining Campies gather together in the bright sunlight, a gentle cooling breeze refreshing them after their long night of terror and.. exertions. Jenny Taylor (Sandy), Aloysius (ADHO 15), Roger Goodenarde (Professor Flitwick), Gordon Bennett (KielDaMan), William Fitzpatrick (CorneliusMurdock), Hugh Janus (Eskallon), Johnson Cox (Cecilie) and Toulouse Leplot (Whitefang) gather together for a group hug next to Ishaq Ettaq (Wuntin), still buried in the sand. Congratulations to the surviving Innocents! In the early morning sun, with much groaning and some apologising, some familiar faces emerge from the mouth of the now calm statue. Percy Pantwitter (Rick), Father Tomato (Ricecracker), Mehmet Attabar (Hinckley), Hans Gubernaculum (Bob), Patrick Fitzwilliam (def), Ahmed Apu (Zepher), Mellifluous Murgatroyd (Scubacarrot), Penny Farago (Waterbrick Down), Ophelia Balls (fhomess) and Nadir Zenith (JimButcher). Congratulations to Team Innocent! Winners! "Well, it's great to have everyone back together again, but you still haven't told us how we get out of this damn place!" exclaims one exhausted Campie "Well, it's quite easy, really," explains Osiris "we just flick this switch here, and turn that knob there, and then... this bit of canyon just slides away" "Yeah," add Isis "you even watched us do this when we took the car out to get ice cream. It's quite handy, really." "Ohhh yeeeeah" murmurs the crowd. The Campies gather up what items they can and make their way to the outside world, and freedom. Ishaq just about remembers to wake up and run after the others before the canyon wall slides closed once more. "Ahhh, just the two of us once more" sighs Isis looking around the decimated canyon. "Yup" agrees Osiris contentedly "but we'd better get this cleaned up before the Cult of Cheese Contortionists gets here next month." "Yeah" replies Isis unhappily "contorting cheese can be... messy. " "Put the kettle on, dear, we're going to need more tea." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Epilogue The year is 1960. Roger Cox-Fitzpatrick and Wilhelmina Attabar-Taylor have arrived from the New York Metropolitan Museum to retrieve the great artefact of IMHOTEP's head and oversee its airlift back to the United States. "And many thanks to Professors Cox-Fitzpatrick and Attabar-Taylor for their exclusive interviews on this landmark occasion in the world of archaeology. This is Verbosity Murgatroyd reporting for BBC news in Saqqara, Egypt. Back to the studio." "C'mon you goddamn lazy pilots!" bawls Professor Cox-Fitzpatrick "Good-for-nothing, bone idle layabouts. Always drinking goddamn tea... " "Can't do anything without tea." mumbles one of the pilots "Well, drink up, we've got a long flight ahead of us. Don't worry, I've packed a flask" replies the other. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thank you everyone for playing! We've had a blast. Further game analysis, including player feedback will follow in due course, but once again we'd like to say a big thank you to all of you for being so much fun! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Game Mechanics post Player Feedback post

Tammo, thank you so much for playing, you really gave it your all!

Day Seven Conclusion Ossie and Is are feeling... musical "We have all... the time... in the world..." croons Is Ossie, on the other hand, goes all 'Elton John' "I'm still standing! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" Meanwhile the Campies decide that tea is an absolute necessity to aid them in their discussion on whom to lynch. Refreshed and rejuvenated with their hot beverages, they all turn to Sheila... "By a process of elimination, and aided greatly by tea, we have concluded that the remaining Cultist is...." begins William Fitzpatrick, in very much the manner of Poirot at the unveiling of a murderer, except without comfy chairs and a mantelpiece to pace in front of "You Sheila!" he concludes, with a mildly effeminate flourish. Campies gasp! Hugh faints! There is a susurration of suspicion.. "Nooooooooooooo!" wails Sheila "I'm Innocent! I'm Innocent! I'm Innocent! I'm Innocent! I'm Innocent! I'm Innocent! I'm Innocent! I'm Innocent! I'm Innocent!" "How many times do I have to tell you I'm innocent???" Sheila protests "Don't vote for me, you all know I'm the bomb! I don't want to die and take another innocent life with me!!" she begs But the Campies remain unmoved "Yeah, pretty much still gonna lynch you, though" is the general consensus "Right.. err.. ok, I'm evil! I'm a Cultist! Muahahahaha!" tries Sheila "Hang on, that doesn't work; we're supposed to be lynching Cultists!" points out William "No, you hang on! Ahahaha! I hadn't finished! I was a Cultist and actually now I'm neutral. Yippee! So you don't have to lynch me, because I'm absolutely no threat whatsoever and I can tell you useful stuff!" continues Sheila, feeling slightly more sure-footed now "Oh and yeah, sorry about killing all those people, but I'm neutral now, so no worries!" "That sounds entirely believable!" says Hugh, who may have sustained a minor concussion "No, really it's true, or perhaps some sort of mish-mash of what I've said is true. Just don't lynch me pleeeeeeease!" pleads Sheila, dejectedly Roger steps forward, determined to do his duty "Bwahaha! Come now, my fine little filly, we'll have no wailing and caterwauling here, dontcha know!" he asserts and he takes Sheila good and hard by the.. hand (you're just adding your own jokes now) and leads her towards the statue's fearsome mouth Time slows down Tick... Sheila continues to protest, but Roger is resolute in his intentions Tick... He escorts her up the steps, waving bravely back at the campies Tick... With united instincts, the Campies unconsciously step backwards Tick... Roger, a gentleman to the end, helps Sheila into the statue's mouth Tick... Please get your night actions in to us within 24 hours of this post, thanks.

Vote Tally Sheila Suxsumb (Tamamono): 7 votes (Professor Flitwick, Sandy, KielDaMan, Cecilie, ADHO, CorneliusMurdock, WhiteFang) Jenny Taylor (Sandy): 1 vote (Tamamono) The day will end in, oooh, about 30 mins?

Another great Classic Town contest! Votes: 1. tatertots - 1 4. Dix - 1 6. Darkblane - 1 16. soundwave_sw - 1 27. dede_la_fee - 1 Many thanks for organising this to Hinck, Phred, Ricey and Rick.

It's incredibly difficult for us to comment until after the game. We really, really wanted this to be a fun and funny Mafia game for everyone, and we're really very disappointed that so many people have been insulted and insulting; in some cases both. Thank you for your (and others) kind compliments.

DAY SEVEN INTERLUDE Almost a week has passed for the campies stranded on the dusty canyon floor. Is continues to pirouette daintily upon the ice, while Ossie sits down and addresses the ten remaining expedition members. 'Long ago,' says Ossie, 'there stood in this valley the Great Temple of IMHOTEP.' 'There were mighty pillars crafted from stone, adorned with hieroglyphs recounting the many tales of the works of IMHOTEP, and supporting a vast roof that sheltered this very ground from the heat and dust.' 'It was a most majestic edifice, towering above the rocky crags that you see now. The marbled floor, inlaid with gold and silver, shone in the light of the morning sun. Riches beyond your imaginings were arrayed as trinkets on its altars, and pilgrims journeyed from all over Egypt to pay homage and bring tribute to the great benevolence of IMHOTEP.' 'But such immortal powers are ambivalent. Evil was brought into the valley, and with it the seeds of the Temple's destruction. Sacrificing that which is whole and pure would cause IMHOTEP to unleash destruction; destroying that which is evil restores IMHOTEP's benevolence. Too late did the ancients learn that vital lesson.' The campies' looks vary from boredom to frank irritation 'Yes, yes, we know all that,' cries one. 'But, say we succeed in destroying this evil, how do we actually get out of here?' 'I say we cross that bridge when we come it,' says another. 'Let's concentrate on destroying the evil first.' 'Before it destroys us.' You may now vote. You have 48 hours to reach a conviction.

It wasn't Rufus; I don't know who it was, but I know it wasn't him (I asked him).

Zepher, thank you so much for playing! (the poo was Ru's idea ) And thanks also to Scubacarrot - hope you also enjoyed playing your first advanced game.

Fooooooooooooooooooooog! Thank you so much for playing!

Day Six Interlude The day wears on, and the Campies are beginning to find the heat and claustrophobia getting to them. Some have become so distracted that they cannot help but reference fictional comics that haven't even been written yet. Ishaq snores loudly from his recumbent position while Hugh decides that finding a way to increase the blood flow to his brain will help his analysis of the situation. Ossie and Is continue to watch their unexpected guests, and listen to their discussions... You may now vote. You have 48 hours to reach a conviction.

Oh she is! As long as she's in a good mood... I shall take that as a compliment!

It's contagious!

Firstly, we forgot to say publicly (although we said it privately), thank you to Bob for playing and for stepping up at short notice to take over the role of Hans - thanks Bob! Secondly, thanks also to fhomess for playing - hope you've enjoyed your first Advanced Mafia game!

As is now customary, IMHOTEP's eyes flash as Hans Gubernaculum trudges despondently into the statue "Yummy, yum, yum, mmmmmm" Later that night one of the Campies appears upset... "Oh me, oh my! What will become of me! I am undone!" wails Ophelia Balls as she flops down on the cold, hard canyon floor "I am so ashamed!" she sobs "There, there" soothes a dark, dark yet comforting figure "Why don't you tell me aaaall about it?" "It was a moment of weakness!" Ophelia continues, tears streaming her face "I feel so... diiiirty" "Weeeell," suggests the dark, dark, comforting figure "you could always clean yourself up in that pool?" "What a wonderful idea, that will cheer me up a bit," says Ophelia, smiling through her tears "here, hold these" And the dark, dark figure takes Ophelia's trousers for her... ...and hands her a warm, fluffy towel to preserve her fragile modesty... "Uhhhm... I'll just put these over here, shall I?" calls the dark, dark figure, not waiting for a reply, and the trousers are placed worryingly at the base of the statue's chute "What a kind and caring dark, dark figure that is!" sighs Ophelia with new hope in her voice "You know, you've really made me feel better, I was feeling awful, I was saving myself and I knew I shouldn't have agreed..." begins Ophelia as the dark, dark figure senses a lengthy emotional outpouring... "but I really must confess" continues Ophelia, oblivious the the sinister syringe poised at her pate "I really.... rather... enjoyed..." ...however, we may only presume what Ophelia enjoyed as she succumbs to the syringe's contents and is pushed into the mouth of IMHOTEP by the comforting dark, dark figure Once more, the eyes flash! "Pfft" Ophelia's remaining clothes and a curious blank scroll fall from the statue's chute ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next morning the Campies awaken to find Ossie and Is washing down their prized convertible "I love the way you handle that hose, Is" admires Ossie "Uhhm, thanks" says Is, coughing, presumably from the suds So few remain... only... thirteen... The Rules Each player will be given a character to play, who will be aligned with either the Innocents or the Cultists. To win the game, the Innocents must eliminate all the Cultists, while the Cultists need to sacrifice ... Virgins. Any Third-Party (neutral) characters will have their own win conditions outlined in their roles. Each day you will be able to vote to lynch a player. Voting should be done in the following format; Vote: Character (Player). Similarly, unvoting is to be done in the format; Unvote: Character (Player). No other format will be accepted. There is no limit to the number of unvotes. The player with the most votes at the end of a game day will be lynched. If there is a tie then the first player to achieve this vote count will be lynched. A game day will last a maximum of 72 hours. You may not vote in the first 24 hours. The day will end after 72 hours, unless the group are decided on a lynch. After the day has concluded, a night stage will commence, which will last a maximum of 48 hours. Night actions must be sent to the host, using the initial character PM thread only, in the first 24 hours of the night stage. They will not be accepted after this deadline has passed. The alignment of lynched players, as well as those that died during the night, will be revealed at the beginning of the next day. You may not quote or pretend to quote anything sent to you by the game hosts via PM. This includes all the details of your character and role, as well as any night action results. Role claims and reporting of night action results are acceptable, but in your own words only. Do not attempt to use the structure of your role PM to your advantage. Do not play the game outside the thread. Similarly, do not post out of character inside the thread. Game tactics and roles may only be discussed in the game thread or via PM with other players. Private discussion is done at your own risk and should be treated as part of the game. Any reference to previous games or “games... of life”, potatoes, books that people have read, pigeons, films or plays that people may have seen, Harriet, sluts, mathematics, 2pid Rouges or figurative suspense will be treated most harshly. Metagame at your own risk. If you are dead, you may not post in thread or discuss the game with any of the players. Any information you had becomes void, and may not be passed on. You may not edit your posts. You must post in every day thread. If you encounter a problem or have a question, please contact the hosts using your character information PM. No other communication with the hosts will be accepted or acknowledged. Violation of the above rules will result in a 5 vote penalty against you on your first offence, and the death of your character on your second offence. The Players The Great God IMHOTEP (NPC) Do not upset him. Address him correctly or face the consequences. You have been warned. The Guardians – Ossie and Is (Rufus and Pandora - NPCs) Sheila Suxsumb - Played by Tamamono Johnson Cox - Played by Cecilie Mellifluous Murgatroyd - Played by Scubacarrot Jennifer Taylor - Played by Sandy Nicholas Hoare - Played by Fugazi Roger Goodenarde - Played by Professor Flitwick William Fitzpatrick - Played by CorneliusMurdock Hugh Janus - Played by Eskallon Aloysius - Played by ADHO15 Gordon Bennett - Played by KielDaMan Toulouse Leplot - Played by WhiteFang Ishaq Ettaq - Played by Wuntin Ahmed Apu - Played by Zepher The Departed Ophelia Balls - Played by fhomess - Innocent - sacrificed Night Five Hans Gubernaculum - Played by Bob - Innocent (Virgin) - lynched Day Five Mehmet Attabar - Played by Hinckley - Innocent - sacrificed Night Four Nadir Zenith - Played by JimButcher - Innocent (Virgin) - sacrificed Night Four Betty Swallocks - Played by TinyPiesRUs - Cultist - lynched Day Four Penelope Farago - Played by Waterbrick Down - Innocent - sacrificed Night Three Mustafa Nidia - Played by Brickdoctor - Cultist - lynched Day Three Patrick Fitzwilliam - Played by def - Innocent (Virgin) - sacrificed Night Two Melaena Stools - Played by CallMePieOrDie - Cultist - lynched Day Two Percy Pantwitter - Played by Rick - Innocent (Virgin) - sacrificed Night One Father Thomas “Tomato” Thomson - Played by Ricecracker - Innocent (Virgin) - lynched Day One Reserves zakura VolcanicPanik

Day Five Conclusion Hans Gubernaculum feels alone. So very alone. He stands before the great statue proclaiming his innocence and virginity from the top of his voice. Alas, the Campies do not listen; they soak up the sun and the delightful aroma of Aloysius' excreta. Ishaq appears to have fallen asleep once again in the warm sunshine. "But vy von't you lot listen to me!! I am a Wirgin!! Vich I know now, having read it in a few places, means I'm also Innocent! I'm Innocent!! And a Wirgin!!" Hans continues to plead with the group A loud honking sound wakes the Campies from their reverie. It's Ossie and Is, returning from their trip away from this hole! <audience applause> It seems they decided today was a great day to take the convertible out for a spin and get some much needed fresh air. What's more, they've brought ice cream and ice lollies back for everyone! Yays! Everyone rushes forwards to grab a cooling treat. "Yays!" they all cheer "Ice cream and ice lollies! Yays!" Even Ishaq manages to summon the energy to join the stampede, leaving Hans to continue his protestations. Everyone tucks into the iced sweets, with much licking and slurping to be heard, almost drowning out Hans' increasingly emotional pleas. "Betcha they all start talking about who got what from the ice cream" whispers Ossie out of the corner of his mouth to Is "you know, that we've given out vanilla ice cream and so on?" "Think we should tell them it has no significance whatsoever?" replies Is "Oh, mind you, I guess we just did" she shrugs "I'm still a Wirgin!! And Innocent!!" shouts Hans, with not even a raspberry mivvi to call his own. "Look at me!!! This is what my hair looks like!" screams Hans, hoping for some sort of reaction from the Campies "Huh. Who knew?" is the general murmur of reply and the licking and slurping continues "Look!! I am now schmearing myself with ze camel poop!" yells Hans, hopelessly "Ewww! Stop that! That's nearly as bad as your poetry!" cries an unknown Campie, almost put off their ice cream "Oh, vot is the point..." sighs Hans, turning on his heels... "I know ven I am not being vanted..." and with that, unwatched and unnoticed, Hans walks into the statue himself... Please get your night actions in to us by 20 hours of this post. If we get them all in in good time we may be able to start Day Six tomorrow (in around 22 hours time). Thanks!

Vote Tally Hans Gubernaculum (Bob): 13 votes (CorneliusMurdock, KielDaMan, Zepher, fhomess, ADHO, Scubacarrot, Sandy, Professor Flitwick, Eskallon, Tamamono, Fugazi, Wuntin, WhiteFang) The day will close in approximately 4 and a half hours. Feel free to send in any night actions early. Really this is just to make sure the game thread stays on the first page...

The mood has passed somewhat, but there was discussion about why players chose the class they did, and for Mages what their starting gem was. I keep meaning to post about Nyx. I actually said quite a lot about her in my initial post in Heroica Hall (here) but I thought I'd just say a little more. I was the first Heroica Mage, and yes, I'm a little proud of that. There was, therefore, no reference point for me, except an idea of what Sandy's vision was for Heroica from what he'd said. Those of us playing the Test Quest were asked to select a different class each. Mage was my first choice for class; in RPGs I always get most excited about the magic side of things. I play a lot of console-based RPGs (most recently Skyrim, of course) and while it's always great fun to decapitate people, it really is so much more fun to set them on fire. Additionally, having never seen a prior quest (by definition) I had no idea what enemies might be seen (or what Sandy may have up his sleeve ) so I really just had to pick an element. Many of the RPGs I've played in the past have had Fire magic as the most basic spell learnt, so it seemed logical to me that Fire should be the first element, and that then became incorporated into Nyx's backstory. She is, first and foremost, a Fire Mage, and has a personality and temprament to match. Making her a slightly stroppy teenager also seemed to fit, she can certainly be volatile, and she is meant to be everything that Fire is - warming, sustaining and passionate but uncontrollable and destructive. During the Test Quest Nyx picked up an Amethyst and thus also learned Darkness magic, which again suited her personality and her slightly murky past, so she started Heroica-proper with both gems, perhaps making it difficult to distinguish which was her primary element. I add this mainly because I think I came from a unique standpoint when creating the character and joining the game. I'm very happy to still be playing, and still questing, albeit invisibly at the moment.

I'm not sure I can - I have a side quest playing out in PM. I'd be more than happy to control Octavian as I'm watching the quest (and wanting Nyx to fight along side you) but it will obviously depend on cralegoboy.

Vote Tally Hans Gubernaculum (Bob): 13 votes (CorneliusMurdock, KielDaMan, Zepher, fhomess, ADHO, Scubacarrot, Sandy, Professor Flitwick, Eskallon, Tamamono, Fugazi, Wuntin, WhiteFang) We will not be closing the day early. Due to objections the day will end at the scheduled time.

The staff (ie Hinckley in this case) have given their opinions on this before : I was wondering that as well. The Admins should title the tags with explanations, so we can hover our cursors over them to see what they mean. :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :rofl: No. That's the fun of it. We know, you don't. Hush and let us abuse our powers. Hell, I don't even know why I Scream Clone has that frog as a tag. All I know is I made it when it was requested. You want to know why I don't know? I don't care and I haven't been told. It's a nice state of being: low level of curiosity. Try it out, it's fun. It relieves you from the need to post every question that pops into your head.

Day Five Interlude A sizeable number of outfits are now lacking their former wearers. Too many for the hitherto unhighlighted clothes rail to cope with. Trousers, shirts, blouses and turbans now lie forlornly in a non-pooey corner of the canyon. The Campies, as they have started to refer to themselves, realise that losing Nadir has left them up to their eyeballs in camel poo. A committee is formed, and after much discussion the group decide to just pile all the poo in the corner. "Where the hell was Nadir putting all this before?" comments Johnson Cox "I dunno, but just pile it out of the way, purlease!" shouts Jenny Taylor as she washes the vomit off her ample cleavage in the crystal clear waterfall pool "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!" cries Gordon Bennett "Papercut?" asks Hans Gubernaculum "No!" sighs the exasperated Gordon "No, it's that bloody camel again" "Oh noes!" cries Mellifluous Murgatroyd "He just doesn't stop!" "What? Whaaaaat?! What did I do?" replies a confused and hurt Aloysius "Oh... that oh ...uhm, sorry? " "I have an idea!" exclaims William Fitzpatrick "We can keep all this excrement out of sight and stop it from getting smellier in the sun by placing this handy 'shiny and reflective' blanket over it" "Hooray!" cheer all the Campies and they think no more of poo or such unseemly things, but rather which of their number to feed to an ominous stone statue in the hopes of escaping this hole in the desert with their lives.. You may now vote. You have 48 hours to reach a conviction.

Thank you to both Hinckley and JimB for playing!

CopMike, you're a legend! Thank you so much for my figures, which have arrived safe and sound, and thanks again to you and Siegfried for all your hard work on this amazing and generous giveaway!