"You are the Joker of mafia players" - Oversoul
"last time I was scum with Firebringer
his first post in the scum PT was "yes I rolled scum!"
I decided to post "haha just don't post that in the main thread", but to get up to date on the main thread first.
His first post in the main thread was "yes I rolled scum!" -popsofctown
You also are ignoring that your reason for town reading her is wrong because you misremembered the chronology of the situation.
And no lynching is always stupid and I actually can't believe you're letting it happen when there is overwhelming evidence as to why lynching DGB is a good move no matter the outcome (as I have outlined)
"You are the Joker of mafia players" - Oversoul
"last time I was scum with Firebringer
his first post in the scum PT was "yes I rolled scum!"
I decided to post "haha just don't post that in the main thread", but to get up to date on the main thread first.
His first post in the main thread was "yes I rolled scum!" -popsofctown
"You are the Joker of mafia players" - Oversoul
"last time I was scum with Firebringer
his first post in the scum PT was "yes I rolled scum!"
I decided to post "haha just don't post that in the main thread", but to get up to date on the main thread first.
His first post in the main thread was "yes I rolled scum!" -popsofctown
In post 658, Huntress wrote:Ranger is scummy for the way she completely identified with Syryana's reasons for voting Firebringer, even though they were flawed. Again, it's not a strong read but it's the best I've got at the moment.
I'm confused by this logic. Shouldn't Molla be objectively scummier than Ranger, as I read his mind by his own admission?
Why? Molla posted his reasons for suspecting Fb before you did, besides which I get a town vibe from him.
"You are the Joker of mafia players" - Oversoul
"last time I was scum with Firebringer
his first post in the scum PT was "yes I rolled scum!"
I decided to post "haha just don't post that in the main thread", but to get up to date on the main thread first.
His first post in the main thread was "yes I rolled scum!" -popsofctown
WE'D BE IN THE EXACT SAME POSITION TOMORROW WITH AN EQUALLY AS SHORT DEADLINE. ARE WE JUST GONNA GO LIKE "OH WELL I GUESS WE GET NO LYNCH AGAIN BECAUSE I REFUSE TO COMPROMISE"
"You are the Joker of mafia players" - Oversoul
"last time I was scum with Firebringer
his first post in the scum PT was "yes I rolled scum!"
I decided to post "haha just don't post that in the main thread", but to get up to date on the main thread first.
His first post in the main thread was "yes I rolled scum!" -popsofctown
"You are the Joker of mafia players" - Oversoul
"last time I was scum with Firebringer
his first post in the scum PT was "yes I rolled scum!"
I decided to post "haha just don't post that in the main thread", but to get up to date on the main thread first.
His first post in the main thread was "yes I rolled scum!" -popsofctown
"You are the Joker of mafia players" - Oversoul
"last time I was scum with Firebringer
his first post in the scum PT was "yes I rolled scum!"
I decided to post "haha just don't post that in the main thread", but to get up to date on the main thread first.
His first post in the main thread was "yes I rolled scum!" -popsofctown
"You are the Joker of mafia players" - Oversoul
"last time I was scum with Firebringer
his first post in the scum PT was "yes I rolled scum!"
I decided to post "haha just don't post that in the main thread", but to get up to date on the main thread first.
His first post in the main thread was "yes I rolled scum!" -popsofctown
"And you came searching for me? I'm touched, really touched."
"You're insane to be standing out here like this. I beg you to let me --"
"No, no, no. It's beautiful ... Magnificent."
"Let me jaunte with you to some place that's safe."
"Ah, you see yourself as a knight in armor? Chivalry to the rescue. It doesn't suit you, my dear. You haven't the flair for it. You'd best go."
"I'll stay."
"As a beauty lover?"
"As a lover."
"You're still tedious. Come, be inspired. This is Armageddon ... Flowering Monstrosity. Tell me what you see."
"There's nothing much," he answered, looking around and wincing. "There's light all over the horizon. Quick clouds of it. Above, there's a ... a sort of sparkling effect. Like Christmas lights twinkling."
"Oh, you see so little with your eyes. See what I see! There's a dome in the sky, a rainbow dome. The colors run from deep tang to brilliant burn. That's what I've named the colors I see. What would that dome be?"
"The radar screen," he muttered.
"And then there are vasty shafts of fire thrusting up and swaying, weaving, dancing, sweeping. What are they?"
"Interceptor beams. You're seeing the whole electronic defense system."
"And I can see the bombs coming down too ... quick streaks of what you call red. But not your red; mine. Why can I see them?"
"They're heated by air friction, but the inert lead casing doesn't show the color to us."
"See how much better you're doing as Galileo than Galahad. Oh! There's one coming down in the east. Watch for it! It's coming, coming, coming ... Now!"
A flare of light on the eastern horizon proved it was not her imagination.
"There's another to the north. Very close. Very. Now!"
A shock tore down from the north.
"And the explosions ... They're not just clouds of light. They're fabrics, webs, tapestries of meshing colors. So beautiful. Like exquisite shrouds."
"Which they are, Lady Olivia."
Night 1 begins now and will end on November 8 at Noon US Eastern Time
Countdown: (expired on 2015-11-08 09:00:00)
Amid the pressure of great events, a general principle gives no help.
The Sedative Garden atop the Therapy Building was a triumph of therapeutic planning. Every perspective, every color, every contour had been designed to placate hostility, soothe resistance, melt anger, evaporate hysteria, absorb melancholia and depression.
"Sit down," Dagenham said, pointing to a bench alongside a pool in which crystal waters tinkled. "Don't try to jaunte -- you're drugged. I'll have to walk around a bit. Can't come too close to you. I'm 'hot.' D'you know what that means?"
He shook his head sullenly. Dagenham cupped both hands around the flaming blossom of an orchid and held them there for a moment. "Watch that flower," he said. "you'll see."
He paced up a path and turned suddenly. "You're right, of course. Everything that happened to you is real. ... Only what did happen?"
"Go to hell." He growled.
"You know, I admire you."
"Go to hell."
"In your own primitive way you've got ingenuity and guts. You're Cro-Magnon. I've been checking on you. That bomb you threw in the Presteign shipyards was lovely, and you nearly wrecked General Hospital getting the money and material together." Dagenham counted fingers. "You looted lockers, stole from the blind ward, stole drugs from the pharmacy, stole apparatus from the lab stockrooms."
"Go to hell, you."
"But what have you got against Presteign? Why'd you try to blow up his shipyard? They tell me you broke in and went tearing through the pits like a wild man. What were you trying to do?"
"Go to hell."
Dagenham smiled. "If we're going to chat," he said. "You'll have to hold up your end. Your conversation's getting monotonous. What happened to Nomad?"
***
"All right," Dagenham spat. Suddenly he pointed to the orchid blossom he had enclosed with his hands. It was blighted and rotting. "That's what's going to happen to you."
It's been a busy night!
Amid the pressure of great events, a general principle gives no help.