Post game commiserations go to Magnus the King. Iaafr, Atlas, ElizathePsycho and Whysper were Guards.
When did Zone figure it out?
Zone thought you were the biggest threat tbh.
…Was that the only reason?
Yes. I read up what happened during that game.
As far I can tell yes. You can ask Zone when he shows up.
Well, good game. I’m sorry, my royal subjects. I was too vocal for my own good, and you all too quiet.
What are your thoughts, CRichard?
I probably could have started the game with a better timezone for peeps here.
24 hour days is probably the usual for a nightless setup from what I’ve seen.
I’d play again.
So I did give myself away by being too verbal.
But wouldn’t me being quiet also be suspicious, given my recent performances?
Nah. The moment I saw I am Assassin, I set my kill on you. Head-empty lock target. Hands down biggest target based on signups alone.
…Are you serious? You mean nothing mattered this game?
That was the whole point of not following the pro-kingdom strategy, it was to have fun and not make the game a lottery.
If you got me because you noticed Atlas and Iaafr TMI’ing me King, fair enough.
(I was trying to fake TMI myself as Guard this game, which is why I did stuff like townread you D1 despite voting me (later I thought you might’ve been trying to send me a message)).
I’m happy to take this as a compliment, though.
NGL, I started using my brain for D2, when EOD was 2 hours away, but then insomnia kicked in and put me into a nightmare.
A nightmare where I had to...
- drive a truck for kilometers,
- got lost because I didn’t know where to go (apparently airport, but IDK the directions),
- somehow ended up circling into a bandit / cultist base, where I couldn’t escape because the gate at the end of the circle was too small for the truck,
- ran away back to the truck in the tunnel which had somehow become a cuboid,
- found a closet on the wall, of which their handles were flippable, (I originally thought I had to slide them, so I hit them a couple of times before taking a good look at them, losing me a couple precious seconds),
- realized the contents of the closet was literal garbage (a lot of chewed gums for some reason), but found an oddly tiny phone the size of half my hand,
- thought to myself “I might as well use this as a blunt weapon or as a projectile”,
- and then fought three little bald cultists who had armed themselves with whatever was in those syringes filled with purple-ish liquid.
I kicked the first enemy, and rushed towards the other two who had their syringes ready. The issue is that I didn’t and still don’t know whether the syringes were meant as a drug or as a tranquilizer. Anyhow, I wrapped my arms around their body and took away their syringes, preventing one of them from using the syringe, but I noticed that the syringe to my right was half-empty, and then… I dunno anymore.
No offense, but no.