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Well now we know who has artifacts...
Anyways, i'm super stoked for this game. Haven't played since before summer. Here's hoping for a great game, don't shit on my good time guys. ![]() |
It's better to clear up all questions now, before potential situations arise, because asking questions like that on Day 2 or 3 would make it appear you have somthing to hide. |
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For sake of simplicity, I'm going to rule that players cannot relinquish possession of Artifacts.
In all but the most dire cases, I can't even imagine why one would wish to in the first place. Double Post: Also: I still need to receive actions from: One of the High Priests Both Ambassadors The deadline approaches. Tuesday, September 5th, at 9:00 PM, Eastern Daylight Time. Players who don't get their actions in by then lose them for the night.
Last edited by Crash Landon : Sep 5, 2006 at 08:11 PM.
Reason: Automerged additional post.
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It's almost time; I'm so excited to get this thing started!
Also, I had a dream that Crash said something like, "Okay, I gave you guys a lot of time for Night 1, so from now on, each day/night is exactly 16 hours." I thought it was a bit harsh, personally. |
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If you're having dreams about Werewolf, you're just a little too obsessed.
Still, I'm looking forward to having something to read and post in at work tomorrow. Screw job applications, Werewolf is where it's at. |
Links (Updated 6/21) ...start puttin' 'em in a bowl... ![]() |
Just wait. He might be writing the story for it and plotting one's gruesome death.Links (Updated 6/21) ...start puttin' 'em in a bowl... ![]() |
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It is quite possible the storyline is being worked on.
One mustn't rush perfection. EDIT: Argh, Lukage beat me to it. ![]() ![]() Backloggery -=- Because no one demanded it!
Last edited by Identity Crisis : Sep 5, 2006 at 10:21 PM.
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Yeah, that was just the deadline for everyone to get their actions in anyway, not the time the game would actually continue. Of course, I doubt Crash would have us waiting that long to continue the game.
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Geez you people, give the genius a chance to get things rolling.
Also, it's a work in progress, so yeah. ;p OSHI CAPO BEAT ME ;_;
Hatred on the fact that I lost my old sig, maybe I'll get it back someday. Or not!
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I'm going to get my drunken post out of the way now before the accusations officially start. I'm the Godzilla, so nobody evict me from the island, okay? Or else I'll shoot my laser beams at your babies.
Oh, and good luck, everyone! |
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So, what, you were drunk last game? That explains a lot.
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The deadline has passed and although I didn't receive all the Night actions, I won't keep 95% of the players waiting any longer. Sorry, but there's too many people to leave hanging while we wait for one dawdler. The Story! New moons were always anathema to Old Cairo. The time-worn, earthen dwellings comprised the homes of the impoverished, the near-hopeless, the ones who clung to superstition because academics were too expensive. You could see their dark, sullen eyes gazing out the curtainless windows at night, paying unheard tributes to the sanctity of their clay walls, giving thanks that they, at least, had someplace to be instead of outside, exposed to the curses of old. Shin and Chaotic had someplace to be as well, and they were frantically rushing. The port side of Old Cairo was renowned for its toughs, brazen thugs who boldly robbed men and women of their belongings under the moonlight. The New moon only granted these cutpurses an extra veil of surprise. Shin and Chaotic meant to make swift haste to the train terminal to catch the last shuttle uptown. The air was crisp, deprived of the sun's nurturing, and Chaotic could feel his chest burn. Years of harsh winds filled with fine grains of sand and debris had taken its toll on Chaotic, |