I can look but it was in response to the cylons possibly missing their kill during night 2. By what you posted, it looks like the nightly kill is treated differential then the other special abilities (as far as deadlines).
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[WW] Battlestar Galactica - GAME OVER - MISSION ACCOMPLISHED
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I can look but it was in response to the cylons possibly missing their kill during night 2. By what you posted, it looks like the nightly kill is treated differential then the other special abilities (as far as deadlines).
I really feel like I'm Hulk in the Avengers, don't know when he'll pop, but tolerate him on the ship 
ok I just want to point out that right now I think the cylon will do anything they can so we pick 12 today and six will stay alive. and tomorrow they know I will be lynch... be careful.
Some post are really wierd
ok I just want to point out that right now I think the cylon will do anything they can so we pick 12 today and six will stay alive. and tomorrow they know I will be lynch... be careful.
Some post are really wierd
I really feel like I'm Hulk in the Avengers, don't know when he'll pop, but tolerate him on the ship
ok I just want to point out that right now I think the cylon will do anything they can so we pick 12 today and six will stay alive. and tomorrow they know I will be lynch... be careful.
Some post are really wierd
I agree. They would want to lynch 12 so they can take out Don't Panic today and obviate starbuck protection. Then they activate you tonight and kill and we're sitting at 4 v 3. That's why I think the best outcome for the villagers is to get 6 today. Cavil and #12 will gladly hide behind their vote for 6 today.
In either event, if you stay alive, it likely means you're on the winning side. The only reason we know not to doubt what you say is that you know nothing more than we do
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In fact, I'm switching back to Plutonius based on how many people are voting for Rick Snagwell right now that could be cylons.
4 - Plutonius (Sythas, Queen of Spades, Moyank, chrmjenkins)
2 - rickSnagwell (jav6454, silentPanda)
1 - Sythas (SilentPanda)
1 - Queen of Spades (Plutonius)
1 - chrmjenkins (ricksnagwell)
1 - Jav6454 (Plutonius)
2 no-votes (twietee, DP)
2 - rickSnagwell (jav6454, silentPanda)
1 - Sythas (SilentPanda)
1 - chrmjenkins (ricksnagwell)
1 - Jav6454 (Plutonius)
2 no-votes (twietee, DP)
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SilentPanda changed to ricksnagwell. One of the reasons I switched back to Plutonius. Both jav and SP piling on RS was too much for me.
Vote however you want but if 2 people 'piling' on rick was too much, why go to somebody that already has 3?
Personally I don't look too much into piling since most votes tend to be super thin, then one person changes and it's "Oh no a pile!" when in reality we have to come to some sort of decision. It's too hard to read so I try not to let it influence my vote. I can be paranoid this way or paranoid that way.
sorry, changed already.
Your right with your assumption of course, although Sythas is interested in lynching #12 also quite likely.
As I said before, Pluto and Rick are my own top candidates to lynch today. Will finish watching this football match (30 mins) and then cast my vote.
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Yea, should mention of course that Sythas can just guess of course. Could be a trap for us too, 50/50 gamble either way, I'm fine with both of 'em.
What the heck, let's do this together! Plutonius. Don't Panic may seal the deal.
Helo-Hunter
Helo-Hunter
I could seal the deal too. I'm pretty much game for it, but want to hear from chrmjenkins why he didn't want to dogpile, then in the next breath, joined a bigger dogpile. That concerns me.
you and jav are both still suspects
QoS = only one / Sythas can definitely only guess who #12 is
let's wait for DP though, no?
In the list against Pluto, only QoS is uncleared. We know from Sythas she isn't six, but she could be Cavil or #12.
Meanwhile both you and jav jumped on Rick, and you are both uncleared. If rick was 12 you'd trumpet your vote for him to our graves.
Got it! I'm surprised rick didn't just swap his vote out either... a little suspicious to me since he just posted and could easily avoid death.
Anyway... Plutonius. The logic presented is sound. Let's just hope we don't hear a booming sound.
Oh, I definitely can do that!
But why not wait for what DP had to say though? We had no pressure whatsoever.
Oh, I definitely can do that!
But why not wait for what DP had to say though? We had no pressure whatsoever.
What new information could DP provide that we don't already know? I thought he already spilled everything? Didn't see any reason to wait around. What'd I miss?
6 - Plutonius (Sythas, Queen of Spades, Moyank, chrmjenkins, SilentPanda, twietee)
That's a lock. Narrative coming up.
That's a lock. Narrative coming up.
"This is XO Tigh. As the ranking officer on the ship, I am declaring martial law. All functions and ordinances of the civilian government is suspended indefinitely.
All matters will be reported to the military tribunal. Any suspects will be swiftly dealt with."
Executive Officer Saul Tigh
"Open up."
In the brig, Athena looked up as Tigh and two guards swept into her cell.
"Piece of ****. You are confirmed Cylon, so don't ****ing deny it."
"I never --"
*smack!*
The cell lopsided as Athena reeled from the blow.
"Don't frack with me, bitch. Tell me who the other Cylons are."
"I -- " Athena gasped, spitting blood, "I don't kn -- "
Tigh hit her with a right hook, sending her sprawling, her tied wrists twisting painfully as the chair fell with her.
"You know, you piece of ****. Fracking."
Tigh kicked her.
"Piece."
Another kick.
"Of ****!"
"LEAVE HER ALONE, YOU COWARD!" Helo's voice screamed from the other side of the brig.
Paying him no mind, Tigh crunched next to Athena and said quietly "I could do a lot worse. A lot worse. Unless you give me a name."
As the guards looked at each other uncomfortably, something popped into Athena's mind. She did not know how, but she just knew.
Against the background of Helo's shouts, "Brother Cavil," came a quiet voice.
"That fracking religious nut?!"
Tigh stood up and turned to walk out of the cell. He paused and said "If he's not Cylon, you will fracking wish you were dead," before continuing out. With an uncomfortable glance at Athena, the guards followed, closing the cell door behind them.
Three Vipers landed on the ship known as Cloud Nine. Cloud Nine, with its artificial sunlight and park, was designated the ship for government officials to conduct official business.
Cloud Nine
Brother Cavil often gives sermons to his followers aboard the ship.
And he is giving one such sermon as XO Tigh and two dozens of marines swarmed into the hall. "Cavil, you are under arrest," said Tigh.
Brother Cavil smiled. "Who? Me? I am but a citizen dedicated to spreading the word of our Gods."
Brother Cavil
"Shut it with your fracking lies. Check him."
As the marines herded, sometimes physically pushing, the attendees out of the lecture hall, a still smiling Cavil found himself surrounded by four marines, assault rifles aimed at him. His smile faded as a Specialist approached. "You dare desecrate my flesh? The Gods forbid it!"
The Specialist hesitated. "Fracking religious ********. Test him. We're not going to go extinct smiling because some gods said so!" Tigh snapped.
Cavil knew not to run, because it was hopeless. As the needle plunged into his arm, but before the color could turn, he pushed the Specialist away, drew out a gun hidden in his coat and --
Four rifles fired, riddling his body with bullets. Brother Cavil stood but for a moment before dropping to the ground, dead. The needle, still sticking out of his arm, read "POSITIVE."
Plutonius has been killed, and is a Cylon. It is now NIGHT. Deadline is TOMORROW AT 11 AM.
All matters will be reported to the military tribunal. Any suspects will be swiftly dealt with."
Executive Officer Saul Tigh
"Open up."
In the brig, Athena looked up as Tigh and two guards swept into her cell.
"Piece of ****. You are confirmed Cylon, so don't ****ing deny it."
"I never --"
*smack!*
The cell lopsided as Athena reeled from the blow.
"Don't frack with me, bitch. Tell me who the other Cylons are."
"I -- " Athena gasped, spitting blood, "I don't kn -- "
Tigh hit her with a right hook, sending her sprawling, her tied wrists twisting painfully as the chair fell with her.
"You know, you piece of ****. Fracking."
Tigh kicked her.
"Piece."
Another kick.
"Of ****!"
"LEAVE HER ALONE, YOU COWARD!" Helo's voice screamed from the other side of the brig.
Paying him no mind, Tigh crunched next to Athena and said quietly "I could do a lot worse. A lot worse. Unless you give me a name."
As the guards looked at each other uncomfortably, something popped into Athena's mind. She did not know how, but she just knew.
Against the background of Helo's shouts, "Brother Cavil," came a quiet voice.
"That fracking religious nut?!"
Tigh stood up and turned to walk out of the cell. He paused and said "If he's not Cylon, you will fracking wish you were dead," before continuing out. With an uncomfortable glance at Athena, the guards followed, closing the cell door behind them.
Three Vipers landed on the ship known as Cloud Nine. Cloud Nine, with its artificial sunlight and park, was designated the ship for government officials to conduct official business.
Cloud Nine
Brother Cavil often gives sermons to his followers aboard the ship.
And he is giving one such sermon as XO Tigh and two dozens of marines swarmed into the hall. "Cavil, you are under arrest," said Tigh.
Brother Cavil smiled. "Who? Me? I am but a citizen dedicated to spreading the word of our Gods."
Brother Cavil
"Shut it with your fracking lies. Check him."
As the marines herded, sometimes physically pushing, the attendees out of the lecture hall, a still smiling Cavil found himself surrounded by four marines, assault rifles aimed at him. His smile faded as a Specialist approached. "You dare desecrate my flesh? The Gods forbid it!"
The Specialist hesitated. "Fracking religious ********. Test him. We're not going to go extinct smiling because some gods said so!" Tigh snapped.
Cavil knew not to run, because it was hopeless. As the needle plunged into his arm, but before the color could turn, he pushed the Specialist away, drew out a gun hidden in his coat and --
Four rifles fired, riddling his body with bullets. Brother Cavil stood but for a moment before dropping to the ground, dead. The needle, still sticking out of his arm, read "POSITIVE."
Plutonius has been killed, and is a Cylon. It is now NIGHT. Deadline is TOMORROW AT 11 AM.
Great narrative. And huzzah, we got one!
Does the narrative mean we got Cavil specifically? Or just A cylon? Let's hope DP makes it through the night.
Does the narrative mean we got Cavil specifically? Or just A cylon? Let's hope DP makes it through the night.