To be fair, even if Marcella didn't burn the bridge, there wouldn't have been very many Glom people around to cross it last year. I might have made more of an effort to wake up at 4am to join in, I suppose, but even putting me into the picture, it would only have been 3 Gloms or so. Not sure how much difference it would've made.
There were four of us around (three with Celest, one with Gaudy). It probably would've made a difference, especially with Bonds. Outcome might have been the same in the end, but the battles would've been different.
PS: (Peasantface): Celina says, "I'm trying to convince astraea to come back." 14262h, 8581m, 6865e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>- (Peasantface): Celina says, "And be NS rep."
*Lusternia crashes, and experiences a rollback*
Thanks, Celina.
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Cyndarinused Flamethrower! It was super effective.
edited October 2015
I'm sorry our united power is too great for Lusternia to handle.
edit: Or @Viravain rolled everything back so that it was never said. #falsememory
You are the protector, able to use your faith to protect one person each night from harm and ensure their safety. As you are a generous soul, you cannot use your power to protect yourself. You find yourself within the crumbling sanctuary of your home city, barely surviving after countless months of repelling invaders from the south. The repeated attacks have left the citizenry weary and the city itself in a poor state indeed, but you have managed to persevere to such a degree that the foreign armies have stopped attacking altogether. Recent months have revealed that they have simply taken a different approach, however - covert assassins from the foreign government have infiltrated your city and are slowly picking off the remaining population one by one! The citizens must band together and rout the assassins from their midst before they are destroyed from within!
It is now night zero.
You wake up and start thinking about who you will protect tonight.
then...
You are jolted from your sleep by a sudden noise at the foot of your bed. You open your eyes to see a burly figure looming over you, a heavy club raised high in both hands. Before you can even open your mouth to scream, the club whistles through the air with deadly force, sending you tumbling into blackness with a horrible sound like a melon bursting. You have been slain by the vigilante!
Every game ever, the silent ones get ripped apart except this one where Loth does it (1 emote and 1 statement related to nothing), and wins as blocker who obviously knows who the assassins are. I give it a 80% chance he let several populace die to get more creddies.
It took so long, but overall the result was pretty interesting.
The apple is cold, crisp, and sour as the juices fill your mouth. As you consume the fruit, you glimpse, for a moment, a massive, shadowy figure, Her snow-white hair framing a perfect, icy-eyed visage. Beneath you, a vast, perfect web of silken strands lies - and, for a moment, you realize that you too are part of it, weaver and strand both - and home.
It was so long and dull....yet we couldnt look away. It was like one of those cheesy soap operas that keep you hanging on cliffpoints for weeks before finally climaxing.
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SylandraJoin Queue for Mafia GamesThe Last Mafia Game
/blows 400 credits on cloaking gem
/logs in, is immediately discovered and dragged into Battlechess anyway
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
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PS:
(Peasantface): Celina says, "I'm trying to convince astraea to come back."
14262h, 8581m, 6865e, 10p, 26660en, 26660w mBelrxk<>-
(Peasantface): Celina says, "And be NS rep."
*Lusternia crashes, and experiences a rollback*
Thanks, Celina.
Also...
You are the protector, able to use your faith to protect one person each night from harm and ensure
their safety. As you are a generous soul, you cannot use your power to protect yourself.
You find yourself within the crumbling sanctuary of your home city, barely surviving after countless
months of repelling invaders from the south. The repeated attacks have left the citizenry weary and
the city itself in a poor state indeed, but you have managed to persevere to such a degree that the
foreign armies have stopped attacking altogether. Recent months have revealed that they have simply
taken a different approach, however - covert assassins from the foreign government have infiltrated
your city and are slowly picking off the remaining population one by one! The citizens must band
together and rout the assassins from their midst before they are destroyed from within!
It is now night zero.
You wake up and start thinking about who you will protect tonight.
then...
You are jolted from your sleep by a sudden noise at the foot of your bed. You open your eyes to see
a burly figure looming over you, a heavy club raised high in both hands. Before you can even open
your mouth to scream, the club whistles through the air with deadly force, sending you tumbling into
blackness with a horrible sound like a melon bursting. You have been slain by the vigilante!
It is now day one.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Haha! That was pretty nuts.
Ixion tells you, "// I don't think anyone else had a clue, amazing form."
Doesn't hide you from cwho/gwho. Could try hiding away in a manse but even then people would probably notice you.