That's hardly "evidence" seeing how it could mean anything. :/ Now it's probably too late and Arcturus will probably be lynched anyway, but eh.
It's not too late if I take my vote off.
It's hardly my fault everyone else went along with it.
new encounters come after each farewell
All 3 of those that I listed were written as if from a mafioso's perspective. I don't think a townie would do the second (and if they would, then they suck).#3 is very unlikely due to how it's very risky. #2 is an unproductive thing to do as town, because it basically gets down to "let's sacrifice a townie so that I don't get mislynched later on," which is what the mafia should do, not the town. #1 is the most likely.As for the bandwagonage:
1) Oh yay, town's going after a non-mafia. Let's take advantage of this!
2) Well, looks like he's going to be lynched, better jump on to look less suspicious.
3) Well, looks like he might be lynched, let's all jump on and make the town doubt whether he is in fact mafia.
Anyways, I'm sticking with my vote at the moment. However, should new evidence come to light implicating another player or he provides a good defense, then I'll change it.
Last edited by Luminosity; 4th July 2012 at 08:16 PM. Reason: didn't need to quote the convo between zenax and missingno.
Something has happened!
Nathan Hale found himself in an uncomfortable position. General Washington had asked for a spy to risk his life to bring back information on the position and numbers of General Howe’s army. It was common knowledge that spies on both sides were hanged if caught. He had stopped by a local tavern in New York City when a man approached him. Hale knew that New York City, which had been taken just a short time ago, was a hotbed of Loyalists.
“Can you believe this,” the man muttered, eyeing a group of raucous soldiers in red coats across the room. “Cavorting like they’ve already won this war.” He eyed Hale over the top of his drink. “What do you think about this situation?”
The man’s disgruntlement and disdainful expression told Hale he was serious in his feelings toward the British, and, throwing all common sense out the window, replied, “It repulses me that there are so many Tories in this city, just letting the Redcoats roam free.”
The man raised an eyebrow as he took a drink. “Tories like your cousin, Mr. Hale?”
Hale paused, his drink halfway to his lips. “Pardon?”
The man stood. “Major Robert Rogers of the Queen’s Rangers.”
Hale let out a low, slow breath. He knew, at that very moment, what would happen to him now.
General Howe surveyed the young schoolteacher from behind his desk. “So. A rebel thinks it would be a smart idea to waltz into a heavily occupied city full of men and women loyal to their king, and insult those very people in front of someone who may or may not be one of those people. Do I have the basic idea, Mr. Hale?”
Hale remained silent.
Howe settled back in his chair. “What repulses me, Mr. Hale, is that there are so many of the king’s subjects who parade around in mobs, setting fire to elected officials’ homes, gathering behind a man whose only significant achievements so far have been nudging us out of Boston and doing a fairly decent job at retreating in the middle of the night like a coward, rather than face us like a man. That’s what repulses me.” He waved an officer to escort Hale out of the room. “Take him to the greenhouse. He’ll be hanged at dawn for espionage.”
"May I request a Bible, sir?" Hale said quietly.
"A priest, then?"
Howe's men took Hale by the arm and ushered him out of the room.
The next morning, Hale stood on a barrel under a tree, a noose tightened around his neck. He gazed at the sky, an oddly peaceful look on his face.
"Last words?" Howe sneered.
Hale closed his eyes, the warm September air ruffling his hair. "I am so satisfied with the cause in which I have engaged that my only regret is that I have not more lives than one to offer in its service."
"Then let's give it."
The body of Nathan Hale dangled lifelessly from the tree.
this probably read more like a nightkill, didn't it... :< oh well, historical accuracy ftw!
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Well, we screwed up. v.v
At least he wasn't a full-time spy, right...?
I really want to know why Arcturus deleted that message now, or really, why he ever typed something like that in the first place. Not that it's really his fault, considering a bunch of us went after him as the first target we saw (myself included), but still, I'm curious.
It kind of makes sense why he said that now, but probably took it off because it seemed so suspicious.
Ugh, unless he used his ability and told someone the information he got from it, that's an ability we could have used down the drain T_T
I don't understand the reasoning behind posting that and then deleting it. But he was new to mafia games, and really it's my fault not his that he's dead since I voiced my suspicion of him :/ I JUST WISH HE HAD BEEN MAFIA D:
EDIT: Actually I can understand the series of events. I'm just jaded (too many mafia games) and assumed it had to be something nefarious rather than an innocent mistake :/
I hate being wrong if you can't tell already
I'm sorry @Arcturus; for getting you killed :S
Last edited by Luminosity; 4th July 2012 at 10:31 PM.
Huh. Wasn't around due to the 4th of July, so sorry for my lack of participation. Reading through the thread, I'm somewhat suspicious of NfiNity. She was the first to vote Arcturus, and seemed overly willing to jump on the iffy evidence we had. When questioned by Zenax, she passed off the blame on others ("It's hardly my fault everyone else went along with it.") and quickly offered to unvote him when suspicion was thrown on her by Zenax. Now, she may have just reacted badly or made a mistake this past phase, but I think that she was overly eager to both get rid of Arcturus and to shut Zenax up by doing as he said. I may be overthinking all of this, but I really think she acted pretty strangely.
Oh please, Ben Franklin is where it's at.
That should be a TURKEY Georgie is riding on.