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Originally posted by hi19hi19Originally posted by choofOriginally posted by Funnygurl555Comment
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Re: TWG CXXXV: Dichotomy - GAME THREAD
charu what is the bird equivalent of pants and could you put them onComment
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Re: TWG CXXXV: Dichotomy - GAME THREAD
To clarify, I pinged out what might be considered a slip by Charu. Although it was discussed in a joking tone, I'm semi-serious about it.
Also, RB hard-claimed PR (although he didn't hard-claim a specific role). So if he doesn't die, I'd be inclined to go after him during the next day phase.
Just wanted to get all that out there...I have a gut feeling I may be killed tonight.Comment
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Re: TWG CXXXV: Dichotomy - GAME THREAD
Stop posting.
It is now SILENCE time. PMs and other results incoming (along with a story for all of you nerds).Originally posted by the sun fan
I'd be too tiny to be a bouncer
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Re: TWG CXXXV: Dichotomy - GAME THREAD
ok here I will spell it out for you
zenith mentioned a scummy post by storn, this was the first indication of a scummy anything on storn, you were quick to post that he was backpacking on other people's thoughts and then called him villa for it
I'm calling you out on it because you made this post 8 hours ago
and then you made these posts
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Re: TWG CXXXV: Dichotomy - GAME THREAD
guys i want to post now too but it's quiet time please waitComment
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Re: TWG CXXXV: Dichotomy - GAME THREAD
Survivor's Notes - Entry 1
I woke up to a ruckus. A cacophony of shouting and screaming filled the room I occupied. There were many other in here with me.
The first thing that came to my mind was the fact that I'm not on my bed. I'm not in my bedroom. Where the hell am I? After I phased out the yelling, the first thing that hit me was the scent.
"Calm down? Are you fucking telling me to calm down? There's a goddamn dead person locked in here with us!"
"Someone in here is a killer!"
"She did it!"
"You did it! I was the last one to wake up!"
What is going on? A voice came erupted, louder than the others.
"People! People! Shouting and pointing fingers is no way to solve this!"
Everyone's eyes focused on this man with the loud voice.
"We need a head count of everyone here including the dead body."
The count started in a clockwise pattern around the room. From examining the interior, it looked like we were trapped in some elongated elevator.
"Two, three, four..."
Yeah, this has to be an elevator. I see the buttons on the side.
"Oh, he's finally awake."
The count stopped on me. Everyone's eyes focused on me.
"Well, at least you know I didn't murder him!"
"We can't say that for sure. Eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve..."
A pause. He had reached the dead body. A look of disappointment was drawn over his face as he started counting again.
"Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, and with me, that makes it sixteen total people. I might as well introduce myself. I am Tps222. You there, the one who just woke up, who are you?"
Everyone's eyes was on me again. I really hate situations like these. Just say your name and be done with it.
"..."
My mouth opened, but nothing came out. Come on, it's just anxiety. Say your name.
"...I-"
I have nothing. Who am I?
"I don't know my name. Do any of you know me?"
"Nobody here recognizes anyone. We were discussing that before you woke up. I'm Tokzic." Everyone began exchanging names. We all double checked to make sure we had the names down. After the introductions, a silence fell as we gazed towards the body on the ground. We still don't know their name or have any idea how or why they died. All we have is a body laying face down in the pool of blood that was once coarsing through its veins.
"Fuck it, I'll check them. They've probably got in ID in their pocket somewhere."
The one who introduced themself as DaBackpack stepped towards the body and started rummaging through its pockets. He doubled back on his patting, and stuck his hand into a bloodsoaked front pocket. He pulled out a billfold, and found a laminated card. He read its contents out aloud.
j-rodd123 has been killed.
Day 1 has begun. Day 1 will end on Tuesday, June 30th at 11PM CST.
Voting for lynch and floor affinity has now opened. The current floor affinity is: WHITE.
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As soon as the one named DaBackpack uttered the name of the dead, the doors to the elevator opened. More light poured into our cage. The scene before us was something I was familiar with. It looked very similar to the office building where I work, but it looks like someone or something ripped right through it. Aside from the hanging light fixtures, smashed cubicles, scattered paper, and upturned chairs, there was something that definitely was't here before. A scorched trail led to the oposite end of the room to what looked like another door. I decided to investigate myself.
When I arrived to the door, I noticed three things. The first thing was that the door was another set of elevator doors. The second thing was a mail chute. The chute was to the right of the door. The word "MAIL" had been scratched out and the words "WISHING WELL" appeared above it. A piece of paper attached to the handle said:
What does your heart desire? Purity of WHITE? Or pestilence of BLACK? Everyone must submit their choice. Your wish shall be your destination.
I was confused, but this note was nothing compared to the third thing I noticed. Above the door, another message had been emblazoned.
If you would like to escape, you must submit a sacrifice.
I looked back at the remaining 14. An acidic taste I hadn't felt in a long time arose as I spat vomit all over the floor.
Would one of them kill me? Am I going to make it out alive?
END OF ENTRY 1Originally posted by the sun fan
I'd be too tiny to be a bouncer
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Re: TWG CXXXV: Dichotomy - GAME THREAD
j-rodd was seerComment
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Re: TWG CXXXV: Dichotomy - GAME THREAD
correct: was a seerComment
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