Corrina Cow

I am the towniest of town! Look at my badge! *polishes badge* I've done more for this town that anyone else ever could! Sure, I accidentally killed half of you, er, us, but oopsie, buttermilk fingers! *laughs maniacally until milk spurts out my nose* That shouldn't happen. Oh well! So, about that Trickster. Thank you so much for all the opportunities to help the town move on to their eternal resting places. It's been lovely, just lovely. You've done a lifetime worth of work and now, it's time for your star to twinkle out. We can all make a wish on it when you're dead. So kids, is it Benicia or Gilford, which do we think?

So this is clearly a do or die situation. Maybe both. We need to get serious. The only chance for the town is to keep the Trickster alive and lynch a scum. There are definitely some very obvious scum to choose from, even if one just had a species change haircut. The fuck? I'm sorry children, I didn't mean to use such a naughty word, but Auntie Corrina is really getting fed up with this whole trip. It's just been too much and the stars didn't prepare me for it. People are trying to kill us, I found and lost true love, there's poop everywhere and no monkey to fling it. It's too much, just too much, I think I might go mad!

She could finally be the gyro we all deserve.

Has there been more than one or are you just playing stupid? You know, that time you swapped Caladon into Gilford's place, making it look like the scum must have wanted to kill Gilford, so you probably couldn't be scum for interfering with it? The red herring we've all been falling for this entire game ... It feels so stupid now when I write it out.

It really made me think though. My initial reaction was that it seemed too bold to be a scum move, but over time it has continued to gnaw at me.

Except it didn't confirm you, a scum could just as easily tell the truth about a result. Do you think Holbrook telling the truth about me confirms him? Nope. And then there is the whole bussing incident, which left me with a blind spot for Parvani. Benicia even pointed that out last night and I could suddenly see it.

It's easy for me to say that was a waste, but I have the advantage of knowing already. Still, I feel like Leatrix or Parvani would have been much better choices. Is that true, Benicia?

I gave you my list of suspects, in order, and Emeric was first on it. I sent the same information to Benicia. I couldn't just blurt out my role, but I thought it was obviously something important and no one tried to change my order of suspicion, so I went with it. I expected to either fail and we'd have our Trickster confirmed or kill a scum and know you had lied. Sorry, it just seemed right. The fact that we're still alive with the likely numbers being what they are, makes me think that maybe we can win with the trickster but they don't know how to tell us. More than once I've felt like they were feeding those of us they thought were town helpful roles to make it happen without ever coming forward. Is it the madness of the day breaking my mind or does that sound possible? I don't think the scum ever wins, the town just loses, and I sincerely apologize for my part in that. On a side note, I didn't get your last PM, so it's a good thing I didn't target you. No notification merge again.

I'm here, I'm just trying to collect my thoughts and now I'm seeing dead people and it's confusing me.

This is impossible, we can't always be wrong and yet somehow we are ... I can't even figure out where we stand at this point, but I think it's in a pile of poop. I'm sure everything will be fine. *narrator voice* "But everything was not fine, it was not fine at all." I'm hearing things now. I'm not sure if it's voices from beyond or I'm just losing my mind but even the stars haven't prepared me for this.

ADORABLE! I like to call my latest invention the flame-thrower-mower. Why cut grass when you can burn it instead? And yay, cape! It's so perfect, thanks again guys, especially you, Omrom, you really are the best finder ever.

I believe that, I think you're much more likely to be scum. At this point, the numbers are getting bad and as much as the trickster worries me, we don't actually know if they pose a threat to the town, but we do know that the scum are required to kill them, so for the moment, they are helping keep us balanced. I am assuming we're at 5/1/3, so lynching the trickster today and a typical scum kill tonight would put us at 4/4, which is a very bad place to be. Bottom line, we need to lynch a scum today. Your terrible choice of defuse target and attempt to defend it by misrepresenting the situation screams scum. I've wondered if it could just be the actions of a negligent townie, but I'm starting to seriously doubt it. Vote: Marlowe Monkey We need a successful investigation tonight, not more ring-around-the-rosey nonsense. That was such a waste, though Rutherford's involvement, while misguided, at least means it was done with good intent. What a mess. The situation? Yes, but I mean all those bodies on deck. Won't someone think of the babies and clean this up? They don't need to see all of that, it's horrible. And Omrom gets snacky with all that blood around. I'd like to consult with the stars, but all I see are dark clouds. I will keep pondering this, looking deep into my mind for hints. Maybe my cape can help! *wraps it tightly around her and starts to meditate*

That question is why I haven't voted. I kind of doubt the trickster could take that role, and no one else has claimed it, so it feels more scummy as an easy excuse for completely wasting the role, but it could have just been a really dumb choice. I just don't know. I miss Bartosz and his bucket, I think they could have provided some useful insight here. I wish I was the kind of mystic who could do seances. We end up with an astrologer, a dream interpreter and a bucket reader (seems like the setup to a joke), and no one who can reach those who have gone beyond, other than that visit from Rutherford, which was pretty useless.

Here's the problem, there is no reason to assume that the bomb kills everyone who targets it. You can keep saying it, but it simply isn't true. This isn't a bomb role, it's a planted bomb. The bomb role page says this: Clearly, this is not that situation at all. There is no defuser for a person who is a bomb and you and I were both very clearly given defuser roles. So what was this bomb? The bomb here was an anarchist's bomb. Looking at the page for Anarchy: Obviously the 2 people and 2 day situation was changed to 1 each, but otherwise this corresponds directly to the roles we knew existed in this scenario. Again, no reason to think that the bomb would kill anyone except the direct target and potentially the hider if one picked that target. In other words, nothing you're saying makes sense, not your 'belief' about the role or your choice of target or reasoning behind that choice. Switching your vote to create a temporary tie which could have had an uncertain result didn't make sense either.

The defuser tries to target anyone holding a bomb, as in a target, not the person giving it out. Nothing about defusing Gilford prevents him from being the anarchist.

That was clear? Have you been drinking? It honestly confuses me as well. As the first defuser, I never considered anything like he's saying, nor did the role mention anything like it. I had no way to know who the second defuser was and directly asking seemed like an invitation to trouble, but I thought they might contact me and at least take a shot at coordinating their action with mine. I would have told them the details since mine was already done and couldn't be tampered with. It would have been a good way to avoid defusing the same person and wasting our opportunity. That never happened. I know that if we had discussed things, I wouldn't have recommended such a poor target. I had to go back to check, but you're right, it was her, which actually makes it seem unlikely that she would have openly claimed to protect a fellow scum. Was she watched or something? I didn't sift through that much. Sadly, so. I felt absolutely certain.

That confirms what Benicia told me about vengeful as well, so it's either the truth or the scum are coordinating that claim, which would be difficult unless all the vengeful roles went to scum. Seems unlikely to be a lie.

My defuse target didn't blow up and Marlowe says he defused Hyacinth, so I have to assume the bomb went off and killed either Rutherford or Bartosz, with the scum killing the other. Her ass, thank you very much.

I understand the mechanics of it, I'm just stunned by that kind of bad luck. As stated yesterday, I had been the defuser. I defused Gilford, on the recommendation of 2 people I trusted, and still trust, Bartosz included. I don't know who the other diffuser was, but they must have also chosen incorrectly. I can't speak for them, but I had no useful information to base my decision on. Oh Bartosz, you were supposed to teach me how your bucket works last night, but we never quite got around to that. Did learn a few new things, but we aren't going to discuss that in front of the babies. Speaking of which, Bartosz threw a lovely Baby Dragon Slumber Party and invited me, so I can now confirm that role includes a confirmation to the target. I know he threw it because he told me and it doesn't appear to have done anything else, which he also said was the case. That leaves the pumpkin. I was so sure that we had figured things out yesterday, between the fox and the hippo, one being scum and the other the trickster. In one scenario, we'd lynch a scum and the pumpkin would fail to kill the other since they're neutral and we'd know today's lynch. Or, we'd lynch the neutral and kill a scum. We couldn't have been more wrong. You targeted the hippo who targeted the horse targeting you targeting the hippo targeting the horse targeting you... Stop me before I keep repeating it. *Defuser, diffuser, duh. And you thought the names were complicated...

OMFG. I don't even know what to say, but I'll have a lot, eventually. How could we even lose 4 of us in one night? I have to think... Thank you for the lovely cape, dear. I'm sorry if I don't seem a little happier but everything else is horrible.

Oh my stars, you're worse than that, you're a food and snacks tease! Look at poor little Omrom over there, eyes wide open, lip quivering, tummy rumbling, just waiting for his noms and getting nothing. You're breaking my heart, Anakin. Wait, who?

I'm not a doctor, but I'm starting to think you're a hippo-condriac.

Thank you, dear, it's a deal!! Of course, that means you get extra to keep you full of energy. I was originally going to suggest we make a fire in a barrel, but they all smell like horse for some reason.

That's awful! Still, I brought marshmallows if anyone is interested. Maybe someone big and strong and fierce could help me roast them? I don't really know any ghost stories, but ghosts do have their place in my work. Look at the cute ghosts! Upon further reading, some of those are terrifying.

Anyone dead could have, or someone assuming the role of someone dead, if anyone has even managed that. In this mess, it's hard to tell. That is a hilarious thought. Maybe you could swing around to my cabin some night and give me a lesson? I'm always interested in learning new things. Bring the pants.