Yeah. That's why I jumped on imaketouchtheme, I really want to see his defence. raven being a vet could easily twist things however I don't think imake would be able to do that effectively, at least in this game.
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[WW] Triumph and Heartbreak on the Oregon Trail - GAME OVER/VILLAGERS WIN
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Yeah. That's why I jumped on imaketouchtheme, I really want to see his defence. raven being a vet could easily twist things however I don't think imake would be able to do that effectively, at least in this game.
Well this is unfortunate. I'm definitely not a WW (clearly it doesn't matter what I say).
I guess I'll vote for raven
Also, I've not been super involved due to a very exhausting work schedule this week. I apologize.
I guess I'll vote for raven
Also, I've not been super involved due to a very exhausting work schedule this week. I apologize.
iTouchy is innocent, so is -aggie-. I am the seer. That narrows it down to SS, Techy, Tomorrow & Koodauw.
If it wasn't for Koodauw and TechGod, we would not have gotten Astroboy. Koodauw also has been pushing for us to vote for SS.
Switching my vote to SS. Unless people want to hear more, I suggest people switch so we can end the day.
Switching my vote to SS. Unless people want to hear more, I suggest people switch so we can end the day.
This is unfortunate. I am a normal villager no special here.
knowing my role its between SS,Tomorrow and Koodauw.
SS and Tomorrow.
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Yep Koodauw is innocent as well in my opinion. As I said SS and Tomorrow if the infection is in play.
EDIT- I wouldn't vote for Astroboy if I was a wolf and even if I would as a wolf I would switch my vote to save him. I did vote for him and did not change vote when he was about to be killed. Therefore that should clear Koodauw and I.
The cold grasp of death's old and worn hands has come too soon... too soon...
Well, I finally caught up with this thread... it's been a long day.
Thanks for the great first game, QoS and rick. It was really a lot more exciting than I had expected it to be! Awesome story line!
On a completely unrelated note, I'm fairly certain I have visited Soda Springs in my youth (though there are quite a few hot springs in Idaho). It's really cool to see the story line in this one, simply because I practically live on the Oregon trail. It's probably 20 minutes or so drive from me where you can still see the wagon ruts making their way through the desert. The trail also follows the Snake River, which is really very close to me as well. Thanks for making it nice and accurate QoS!!
Popping in to say there is a little under 9 hours to go until deadline.
It's midnight for me (and rick), so I will be offline for sleeping purposes for the next 8 hours or so, just in case the vote happens to lock before then.
And thank you for all the kind words. In the interest of letting you all do your thing, I will save any elaboration until the game has concluded. Carry on.
It's midnight for me (and rick), so I will be offline for sleeping purposes for the next 8 hours or so, just in case the vote happens to lock before then.
And thank you for all the kind words. In the interest of letting you all do your thing, I will save any elaboration until the game has concluded. Carry on.
Unfortunately, I think picking her was the wrong choice, but I could be wrong. It all comes down to whether raven is telling the truth about being the seer.
I think he means that there is a good chance that the real seer is still alive if Ravenvii isn't the seer.
Perhaps, but he was at risk of being lynched (there was a raven bandwagon for a bit there), so you never know.
CHARACTER BIOS (below)
OPEN
DAY ONE
NIGHT ONE
DAY TWO
NIGHT TWO
Snake River, Idaho
September 1, 1843
Abraham (ravenvii) felt his stomach gurgle ominously and gripped the edge of the wagon a little tighter, his knuckles whitening. He gritted his teeth so hard a bead of sweat formed on his brow, but he knew he fought against the inevitable. It had been nearly a month since Doc Robinson’s death, and the man had surely sent a stomach plague down upon his former comrades in retribution. They had all taken turns with the sickness, each one reduced to a quivering geyser of -
“Sh - t!”
Merciful god, please not here. Abraham was not a religious man, but he prayed silently just in case. The remaining Kirksvillians were all strapped into their two wagons, carefully fording Snake River. The waters were cold and choppy, and the cattle kept losing their footing in the chest-high waters. It was tense and dangerous, as they knew a simple bump could cost them weeks worth of provisions.
Another, more insistent gurgle emanated from Abraham’s stomach. Finally, he could hold it no longer. “I have to get out! Now!”
As he rushed toward the side of the wagon, Abraham felt Josiah Young’s (-aggie-) strong hand on his forearm. Josiah pulled him back from the edge. “Are you mad? There’s a riptide!”
With the strength of a desperate man, Abraham yanked out of Josiah’s grip and jumped into the frigid waters, just as he lost control of his bowels. Ezra (imaketouchtheme) looked away in disgust.
Flooded with momentary relief, Abraham kicked his way back toward the second wagon and grabbed on to the side to pull himself up. It lurched hard as the weight of Abraham’s body and the swirling riptides caused it to dip into the waters, flooding the backside. Henry yelled out as both he and Josiah rushed to the opposite side of the wagon to balance the weight.
“Clara, grab him! We’re too heavy!”
Abraham was starting to cough and gasp as he choked on the water filling his lungs. Clara watched him from the edge of the wagon, but made no immediate move to save him. Instead, she reached over the edge and tried to pry his hand off.
“Clara, plea - (gurgle)"
Josiah saw her trying to throw Abraham back into the river and charged over to the edge, shoving her out of the way and grabbing his arm before it slipped under the surface. The force of pulling Abraham back into the wagon sent two barrels of water and a packet of dried buffalo meat tumbling into the river, but he was hoisted up safely. Abraham gained his breath gratefully as Josiah and Ezra made sure he was okay.
“That will set us back weeks, you halfwits! It’s bad enough water and food goes through him like a sieve, you just sent even more of it into the river! We can’t afford dead weight, each man in this party thins our food by two weeks.”
Josiah walked to the edge with a hard look in his eyes and shoved Clara into the churning waters. Ezra watched her swirl in the riptide and eventually disappear beneath it.
“Well, we just gained those two weeks back.”
Scepticalscribe has been killed, and was a traitor (WW).
It is now NIGHT THREE. Specials, please PM me and rick your moves.
OPEN
DAY ONE
NIGHT ONE
DAY TWO
NIGHT TWO
Snake River, Idaho
September 1, 1843
Abraham (ravenvii) felt his stomach gurgle ominously and gripped the edge of the wagon a little tighter, his knuckles whitening. He gritted his teeth so hard a bead of sweat formed on his brow, but he knew he fought against the inevitable. It had been nearly a month since Doc Robinson’s death, and the man had surely sent a stomach plague down upon his former comrades in retribution. They had all taken turns with the sickness, each one reduced to a quivering geyser of -
“Sh - t!”
Merciful god, please not here. Abraham was not a religious man, but he prayed silently just in case. The remaining Kirksvillians were all strapped into their two wagons, carefully fording Snake River. The waters were cold and choppy, and the cattle kept losing their footing in the chest-high waters. It was tense and dangerous, as they knew a simple bump could cost them weeks worth of provisions.
Another, more insistent gurgle emanated from Abraham’s stomach. Finally, he could hold it no longer. “I have to get out! Now!”
As he rushed toward the side of the wagon, Abraham felt Josiah Young’s (-aggie-) strong hand on his forearm. Josiah pulled him back from the edge. “Are you mad? There’s a riptide!”
With the strength of a desperate man, Abraham yanked out of Josiah’s grip and jumped into the frigid waters, just as he lost control of his bowels. Ezra (imaketouchtheme) looked away in disgust.
Flooded with momentary relief, Abraham kicked his way back toward the second wagon and grabbed on to the side to pull himself up. It lurched hard as the weight of Abraham’s body and the swirling riptides caused it to dip into the waters, flooding the backside. Henry yelled out as both he and Josiah rushed to the opposite side of the wagon to balance the weight.
“Clara, grab him! We’re too heavy!”
Abraham was starting to cough and gasp as he choked on the water filling his lungs. Clara watched him from the edge of the wagon, but made no immediate move to save him. Instead, she reached over the edge and tried to pry his hand off.
“Clara, plea - (gurgle)"
Josiah saw her trying to throw Abraham back into the river and charged over to the edge, shoving her out of the way and grabbing his arm before it slipped under the surface. The force of pulling Abraham back into the wagon sent two barrels of water and a packet of dried buffalo meat tumbling into the river, but he was hoisted up safely. Abraham gained his breath gratefully as Josiah and Ezra made sure he was okay.
“That will set us back weeks, you halfwits! It’s bad enough water and food goes through him like a sieve, you just sent even more of it into the river! We can’t afford dead weight, each man in this party thins our food by two weeks.”
Josiah walked to the edge with a hard look in his eyes and shoved Clara into the churning waters. Ezra watched her swirl in the riptide and eventually disappear beneath it.
“Well, we just gained those two weeks back.”
Scepticalscribe has been killed, and was a traitor (WW).
It is now NIGHT THREE. Specials, please PM me and rick your moves.
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Well, that definitely proves raven wasn't lying. Now we need to figure out who got infected.
Edit: Unless SS was the one who got infected.
Edit: Unless SS was the one who got infected.
End Game
Nice call on SS, Koodauw.
We should assume that SS was the alpha and that the infection is in play (i.e nobody is cleared).
1) I doubt SS would pick a new player for infection when the infected player is the only WW.
2) Infecting Ravenvii would pretty much ensure a WW lose. The last WW has to kill Ravenvii as soon as possible to prevent additional scans. If Ravenvii doesn't die before the last turn, he is the WW.
3) (My opinion) SS would never pick me for the infection. If you look back through past games, I die almost as often as "Don't Panic" and I am a very poor choice for infection.
4) That leaves my list of probable infections to be aggie, tomorrow, or koodauw (in no particular order).
- Don't kill Ravenvii till the last turn. It's important that the people in the last turn kill Ravenvii even if he claims he found the WW on the last turn (he's most likely a lying WW).
Nice call on SS, Koodauw.
We should assume that SS was the alpha and that the infection is in play (i.e nobody is cleared).
1) I doubt SS would pick a new player for infection when the infected player is the only WW.
2) Infecting Ravenvii would pretty much ensure a WW lose. The last WW has to kill Ravenvii as soon as possible to prevent additional scans. If Ravenvii doesn't die before the last turn, he is the WW.
3) (My opinion) SS would never pick me for the infection. If you look back through past games, I die almost as often as "Don't Panic" and I am a very poor choice for infection.
4) That leaves my list of probable infections to be aggie, tomorrow, or koodauw (in no particular order).
- Don't kill Ravenvii till the last turn. It's important that the people in the last turn kill Ravenvii even if he claims he found the WW on the last turn (he's most likely a lying WW).
Well, you're also on that list of possibles.
Anyway, I'm having such a great day after many, many "not so great" to crappy days, that I don't even care if I'm killed tonight or you guys vote me off.