WW37 -- Labyrinth of Legends

[Urthdigger]

Ok, for the people in my group... what's the point of sending scouts? Don't we already know what's east and south, at least as far as the next intersection?

[DM was on fire!]

I think the scouts are for like dangers in the pathways or something.
...STRANGER DANGER.

[Miyu]

Movement: Send Scout (Chipper)

Vote: DM

Above me. xD
Shouldn't people be picking scouts from their own group?

[Twizzler0171]

Shouldn't people be picking scouts from their own group?

Yes... yes they should. If you've forgotten the groups, here they are:

Team 1:
Ammer
averly
Byakuya San
Chipper
Christopher
Hansy
Katherine
loser
Miyu
Pardona
Pickles
pipsqueeek
Pixa
StuMan
Wind

Team 2:

Anvil
ckillor
DM was on fire!
Jasujo
machinedreams
malibu
May
Mongrel
pheonix
Pink
Rachel
Regan
Syrill
Urthdigger

Votes, Day 7:
Syrill (3) -- loser, StuMan, machinedreams
Pixa (1) -- loser
pipsqueeek (3) -- StuMan, machinedreams, DM was on fire!
ckillor (6) -- Anvil, Urthdigger, Wind, DM was on fire!, Pink, Bruces Galore
Wind (1) -- May
Pink (1) -- Byakuya San
DM was on fire! (2) -- averly, Miyu

26 players still alive. Majority is 14, votes lock at 20.

Labyrinth
Party 1:
Send Scout [Nominations: pipsqueeek, Chipper] (4) -- loser, Wind, averly, Miyu
Randomize (2) -- StuMan, Byakuya San

Party 2:
East (4) -- machinedreams, Pink, Anvil, Bruces Galore
South (1) -- Urthdigger,
Send Scouts [Nominations: ckillor and Urthdigger] (1) -- May, DM was on fire!

[Pickles]

Send Scout: Chipper

Vote: ckillor

Did you enjoy this cycle, Dyl?

[DM was on fire!]

Send scout: ckillor

Sorry about that. ^^;;

[pheonix]

labyrinth:west
vote:DM person above me

[Christopher]

Vote: ckillor

Send Scout: Chipper

[pipsqueeek]

Send Scout
As far as who's sent as a scout, is it whoever has the most nominations or just randomly picked from whoever's been nominated?

Vote: ckillor
Vote: DM was on fire

[Syrill]

[It's a little easier to follow now. ]

Unfortunately, in my laziness, I can’t force myself to write a long post detailing random things that only I ever read. I decided to do a weird dialogue instead.

Majority on Pardona. Yay.
Why?
He was a beautiful dragon.
Wait. What?
Well, he was bitter about being female because he’s actually male. Duh.
Wait. What about the branch?
Uh. It fell. Trees do that sometimes. Natural.
Wasn’t he eventually killed by a tree?
Obviously, he didn’t water it. NEXT.

Pixa?
No comment.

Night?
Meh. Couldn’t sleep. Followed Twizz.
Why?
Following Twizz was more exciting than television. DUH.
What happened?
Someone thought malibu was some kind of tropical midnight snack.
Really?
Yeah.
Okay…anything else?
Ammer became a pillar of society, literally. He glowed.
Seriously?
You can go look.
I’ll pass. Anything else?
He was some warrior lady who controlled execution.
Interesting. Anything else?
Mongrel went looking for treasure.
COOL! Did she find any?
Unless her own mortality counts, no?
WAIT. BACK UP. WHAT?
She kind of tripped. Bye bye.
OMG. THAT’S TERRIBLE.
I’m sure she feels the same way.
Well, who was she?
Some loony lady who prophesized disaster and such. Not big at parties. I’d say.
Did anything else happen?
DM went to some concert.
Oh, I heard those concerts were amazing. The tickets are so hard to get.
Basically.

pipsqueeek?
She just likes arguing.
Okay…

So, the hole you made is gone?
Pretty much.
No excitement?
It’s more walking.
True. You have been walking for a while. Can you feel your feet anymore?
No.
That’s too bad.
Yes.
Do you want to talk about that?
No.

Err…Which way are you going to go?
–shrug–
What are you planning on doing, then?
Send Scout
Who do you want to send?
Me.
Seriously?
Yes.

Umm…okay…err…lolcat?
Twizz.
Twizz what?
Twizz having fun.
How do you feel about that?
-shrug-
What does that mean? Indifferent?
Twizz can tease me if she wants. Fun.

Err…okay…ckillor?
Funny.
Funny?
Plain peasant is plain. Hilarious.
Uh…okay…Who are you going to vote?
Vote: ckillor
Wait. Why? O_o
Bandwagoning. Lazy.

Uh…and what about Mongrel?
What about her?
She’s kind of dead. Don’t you want her alive?
It’s not my choice, but, sure?
Err…this hasn’t been the awkwardest interview ever but I really have to go…write some article about fanged apples…Nice talking to you?
Bye.

[Pixa]

Labrynth: Send scout: Chipper
Vote: ckillor

On one hand I think Charlie might be innocent... but on another... eh... :/

[Hansy]

Anyone else had trouble getting on the site lately? I couldn't for the last 2 days... :S

Vote: Charlie

[Chipper]

Vote: ckillor
Vote: DM was on fire

Send scout Sure I'll be the scout I'm really good at scouting I was a girl scout leader, Now I'm a cub scout leader. I'll be the best scout I can be.

[Twizzler0171]

Votes, Day 7:
Syrill (3) -- loser, StuMan, machinedreams
Pixa (1) -- loser
pipsqueeek (3) -- StuMan, machinedreams, DM was on fire!
ckillor (12) -- Anvil, Urthdigger, Wind, DM was on fire!, Pink, Bruces Galore, Pickles, Christopher, pipsqueeek, Syrill, Pixa, Hansy
Wind (1) -- May
Pink (1) -- Byakuya San
DM was on fire! (4) -- averly, Miyu, pheonix, pipsqueeek

26 players still alive. Majority is 14, votes lock at 20.

Execution, Day 7--
The golden light flashed again, and the group was brought to the wooden gazebo, straightaway. They glanced around, confused.
“Why are we here?” Pixa asked. “I think I liked the orchard better. More dangerous, but prettier...”
Erwit Mayesti stared at him. “You didn't get a majority again. That is why we're here, instead of at the orchard. Telling the trees and apples does take awhile, you know, I can't just sic 'em on somebody!”
Wind nodded. The reasoning made sense. But there was one thing she couldn't quite figure out. “So, how are we going to decide who to execute?”
Erwit Mayesti shrugged, reached into her pocket, and threw a bunch of multi-colored sticks onto the floor. “There are 25 sticks, one for each vote cast. In a moment, I'll throw Twizzler's die and whichever stick it lands on will decide who will be executed.”
“...why not just use the die?”
Erwit Mayesti glared, but couldn't identify the speaker. “Because there are fifty sides to that die and there were only 25 votes! It wouldn't be accurate, that's why!”
Without another thought, Erwit Mayesti angrily threw the die at the sticks. It landed on the seventeenth stick in line – one that had the coloration of most of the sticks.
“Well, as you see, that stick clearly belongs to ckillor. So, ckillor, it looks like you get to eat our lovely treat today. I've decided to make it simple, because I don't have much time. Just a small apple picked off a tree in the orchard.”
“...seriously?”
Erwit Mayesti shrugged.
“Sure. Catch!”
One of the brownies that had gathered tossed the apple into the air. Whether it didn't throw the apple very well or whether ckillor just couldn't catch it, one may never know. However, the simple fact remains that it was not caught. As it landed on the ground next to ckillor, it exploded – and a bunch of apples flew all over ckillor's coat. These apples must have been fireapples, because as soon as they touched ckillors' coat, they started to burn.
Ckillor screamed and threw off his coat, and then stopped dropped and rolled. Luckily, he was able to get the fire off of him, but the little dragon statue hidden inside was destroyed.

ckillor was executed, but survived.

[Twizzler0171]

As I was going through my notes, I noticed that DM had been lured away. So, I was lucky I did not have to try to execute her -- she would have been immune from it, but I had forgotten. So, seriously, everyone. Read through the plots, or at least the end part. I try, but I am very forgetful. I rely on you players a lot -- if you vote for someone who should be immune from it that day, then likely I'll write it down as such. Obviously, this can cause complications.

Night Scene, Night 7--
However hard Twizzler tried to go to sleep, she could not. Why? Because Syrill seemed to be talking to himself. She tossed and turned for a bit, until realizing she was not going to get any sleep, she sat up and tossed her pillow at him. It was then she realized he was really talking on the phone.
Twizzler grumbled and sat still, waiting for that usual scream to come. When nothing did, however, she began to get worried. Surely no scream at all was worse than one, at this point in time? After a bit, she got out of her sleeping bag and left the tent, thoughtfully leaving the door open so the radio waves or whatever a cell phone used could more easily reach Syrill.
Walking outside, she glanced around. She shrugged, and decided that perhaps she needed to be farther from the tent. As she was walking away, she noticed some figures standing around talking to each other. Then another figure – alas, it was too dark for her to make out who it was! -- stepped in and some sparks flashed in their eyes. The person the dark figure was staring at started to give a scream, and then the other person gave a roar – picking up the figure and throwing them far away.
Twizzler just watched in amazement, too awed to do anything else. That was some throw!
It was then Twizzler noticed something out of the corner of her eye. She turned to better see what it was, and then once again gasped in surprise. A huge burst of flame was headed into the sky – heading higher and higher until it seemed to reach the stars! Twizzler was unsure of whether or not it did, but at that moment, many of the “stars” started to fall. For some odd reason, it reminded her of popcorn falling.
Twizzler watched the beautiful sight, and watched as the stars started to zoom in quickly towards the earth. As she watched, she saw that the stars were headed towards a lone figure standing on the top of a large hill. She started to scream a warning, and, at the last second, another person came and tried to turn the falling stars away with what seemed like a sword. Though it worked for a few of the stars, the person could not successfully block them all. At the last second, a number of the shooting stars came and hit the first person on the hill on the head. Twizzler flinched.
Twizzler started to run towards the hill, and, noticing her, the other person fled. When she arrived, two other people arrived with her, huffing and puffing.
As soon as they had calmed down a bit, Twizzler looked down to identify the body. It was Anvil, and he seemed to be burnt to a crisp. She paused for a moment and waited – sure enough, a ghostlike fish soon floated up from his body.
It was then the two people who had arrived with Twizzler spoke.
“It's a Bishop!” jellyoflight stated in awe.
“It's a Fish!” Jasujo contradicted her.
“It's a... Bishop Fish?” Twizzler added on, not really sure of what to say.
The fish flapped one of its fins, confirming Twizzler's guess. “I am the Bishop Fish, one able to sense the pureness of peoples' hearts!”
Then the fish started to fade away towards the Book of Myths.
Not sure what else to do, Twizzler awkwardly threw her die.

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Once the die landed on the ground and revealed its number, the lilting noise rose in the air once more. Twizzler looked to see DM was on fire! returning – and then Pink heading towards the area that DM was returning from.
As the tune ended, two fireworks were sent up into the air. Twizzler smiled happily. “Two people have found their role opposites tonight!”

Someone was attacked, but was protected by someone else.
Anvil was attacked by a storm of shooting stars, and was killed. He was the Bishop Fish.
DM was on Fire! has returned.
Pink has been lured away. As such, she may not vote or use role powers – however, she may not be targeted, either.